Camelia Rahma: You are my soul mate
Call Me Mas

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Abra came back with two bottles of mineral water in her hand. Arriving near Camelia, he gave one to Camelia.

"Thank you" Camelia said, opening the lid of a bottle of mineral water and drinking it. Let go of the thirst that had earlier dented him.

"Why not drink?" camelia asked as Abra did not touch the water she had bought.

"Not thirsty yet. Cam," call Abra and tilt her seat slightly so she can speak more clearly to Camelia.

"What?" Camelia. I saw Abra who was also looking at him.

"If one day there's a guy who wants to get to know you better, will you open up?"

Camelia stiffened instantly. Digesting the words of Abra just now. Then, a few seconds later he raised a smile as a response that made Abra smile as well.

"Can we go home now, it's 9 o'clock" Camelia said.

"All right, come on," Abra asked.

The two of them left the park with a feeling that they half expressed. Along the way, Abra occasionally glanced at Camelia who was looking out. I don't know, whether Camelia deliberately avoids it or Camelia is embarrassed because she always glances at Camelia.

It made Abra smile to herself. However, without Abra knowing, Camelia was actually also smiling herself when she remembered Abra's words while in the park. Camelia's daughter-in-law knew what Abra meant. Only, he immediately switched the conversation saying that he wanted to go home soon. For him, Abra's words like that were enough to make him smile.

Abra is indeed smart to make words that do not lead to him, but in fact the words are actually for himself. Look, any man wants to talk about another man in front of the desired woman. Of course there isn't. If there is, maybe the man must endure pain in the chest or indeed the man is not serious with a woman.

"Cam," call Abra a long time drifting in each other's minds.

"Hem, what's wrong?" he looked at Abra.

"There's nothing. I just want to call you" said Abra.

"Is there something you want to say?" ask Camelia.

"Nothing, it's just that I feel like I'm alone in the car again. Like there is no you," said Abra able to make Camelia turn to him for a long time.

"I'm sorry I like to look out too much" Camelia said.

"Forget it, I didn't mean to make you like this. Oh yeah, still like to hook up with Carissa?" tanya Abra intends to divert the conversation that could make them silent again.

"Yes, we still have video calls at night. I usually start it with her. But lately we've been communicating less."

"I heard, Atha's going to move here because she got a promotion from the office where she works."

"hem, yes. Atha also told me that. Maybe because of taking care of the move we rarely communicate."

Abra feels differently to her when Camelia calls Atha complete with the call 'mas' She feels like there is something different about her. Even though Camelia only called out to Atha as a form of courtesy call, it still disturbed the jealousy in her heart. At the very least, he should try to make the inappropriate taste disappear by exhaling slowly.

Still focused on looking at the road ahead, Abra began to bring Camelia back to talk, "Cam, if I tell you to call me 'gold' you want nothing?"

Camelia laughs. "What the hell. Our age is not much different. Even though you're older than me, I feel different if I have to call you. We are also cementan. Don't make me laugh."

"Again, try calling me mas. I just want to hear it. Come on, just once," said Abra.

"Mas ... Mas Abra," said Camelia slowly. After saying that, Camelia laughed unbearably. He even closed his mouth so that his voice would be slightly off. It was strange when he called Abra by using the appendages of the term mas.

"Cam, I'm serious."

"Yes, I know. Abra is!" Camelia again ended up laughing, satisfied to hear herself calling Abra using a mas frill.

"Here you go, call Abra if so. Don't call me wearing a car anymore. The ones you have are laughing constantly. Where to call him no longer sincere."

"If so, just call me Absay," Abra said with a smile as wide as possible.

"Absay?"

"Yes, Absay."

"In your dreams. Just wait while sleeping, ntar delivery too. Ah, you're not that cool."

Absay's? Of course Camelia knew what the extension of the call was. Only, he did not want to discuss it any further. So, he chose to turn his face to see the increasingly crowded streets with private vehicles. He chose silence without responding to Abra's words.

"Why things are like this" Abra's inner self does not mean to make their situation awkward again.

"Sorry, I'm just kidding."

Abra knows the nature of Camelia who does not want to be given words that contradict Camelia's heart. Sure, Camelia was an educated child. He knows the right call for older people, friends, and others. He knows he is crossing the line now. How could he have Camelia call him Abra dear while there had not been a strong bond to make Camelia call him that.

"It's okay. It's just, next time don't talk about it anymore."

"I promise."

Arriving at Camelia's house, Abra then exited the car first and walked to the side to open the car door for Camelia.

"Thank you, driver."

"Either. Uh, driver sir?"

"He-em driver. Why would you come? You were the one driving."

"From time I always lose, let me go home first. See you tomorrow afternoon in my office" Abra smiled.

Camelia nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

After that, Camelia went into her house, leaving Abra who still saw her to disappear behind the door.

"Hopefully from today on, we will get closer, "inner Abra.

Abra also left the grounds of Camelia's house that was so beautiful with flowers and fruit trees there.

On the way home, Abra gets a phone call from Papa Fauzi. He also installed handsfree to make it easier during a phone call with Papa.

"Assalamualaikum, Pa."

"Waalaikumsalam, where are you son?"

"Abra's on her way home, Pa."

"Well, once you get there, there's something you want Papa and Mama to say."

"Yes pa, it's not long near the house."

"Papa wait."

Abra disconnected the phone from Papa. He felt stubborn and suspected that his meeting with Papa this time, would discuss his match with Delia. Abra was sure of that. How not, it has been a few days, the discussion disappeared and finally in a matter of minutes, the discussion of the match will be revealed again.

"Hopefully you can help me" Abra said.

...To be continued ...

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