Captured by the Past
CHAPTER 8: ICE SKATING

"Gua wants to nemenin El, he's still sick, his fever's really high."

"There's a girl, that's you,"

"OKAY. Whatever."

"June, you go down there with Nanda or you two hang out together to not join,"

"****** ! Your father."

"Wkwkk...."

"Royalie!"

"Yes. I have business."

The chat room in the WhatsApp application was filled with chatter between Royyan, Ajun and Dirta. The difference this time is that there are no more weekend plans that they spend together. The presence of Elshara changes everything, the Ajun who is most affected by this love triangle dispute.

The adjunct who did not want to interfere with this problem, immediately ended the group conversation and turned off his phone. He did not move from the bed, he remained seated on a rangjang wrapped in black sheets of checkered lines and submerged his body back into his thick blanket.

At the Royyan residence. The house filled with luxury items, looked deserted. There was no sign of life in it, Royyan's parents had left for work, likewise, with his only sister named Haneuyani who is often called Aneu, he joined his parents to manage the family company.

"A big house with twelve housekeepers and six guards and a security guard and a driver, come to think of it as a library-like house, many of its inhabitants but like no one,"babble Royyan on the balcony of his room by sticking elbow on the balcony fence and also out of the balcony.

With a lazy step, Royyan dragged his steps into the room, into the room that held his clothes and belongings. Pick up some clothes for her to wear this weekend morning.

After she finished putting on her clothes, she picked up a black watch and put it on her left hand. Switch to shoes that are white in line with the jeans he uses.

He walked out of his private room wearing a white baseball jacket and a motorbike key that was placed in the workroom, more precisely the special room he studied. Inside the room was filled with books neatly arranged on shelves like in a library, and also laptops and some other electronic devices.

When Royyan arrived on the first floor using the elevator available in his house, he walked out of the house. Passing workers who are doing various kinds of homework. Seeing the young master of the house coming out, the butler immediately followed him out of the house.

"Where is the young man going? Let me prepare the car that you will use, "asked the butler, whose name is Narti, after Royyan had completed her steps.

"Necessary. I want to ride the bike."sahut Royyan was firm, as he turned his head slightly without moving his head.

"Good sir. Does the young master want us to prepare a meal when the young master returns?"Narti again asked with a polite bowed face and both hands folded in front.

"No need. Just do your job, I'll be out for a long time."

"Alright then sir, watch out young master."

"Yes." Yeah."

Royyan who was on his bike immediately started the engine and slid off the yard. He was riding his motorbike at medium speed, in a blank stare, his mind drifting somewhere. He had more than twice surrounded his residence aimlessly, until he finally came out of the housing complex and merged with the large streets and vehicles that filled the streets.

Leaving Royyan who still chooses where he will step and stop his adventure with his bike. In the yard of Elshara's house, Dirta and the shiny black long-haired woman stood in front of green plants and flowers that were deliberately cared for by the officials in the house.

The flowers spread their refreshing aroma, possessing two people who dwell without saying a word. Elshara's face returned moody, as she hugged herself then she turned her head and looked at Dirta straight.

"I'm less beautiful than Dir" suddenly.

Dirta was aghast to hear Elshara suddenly say that. That sad face really hurt Dirta. "You're beautiful. Even too pretty, until I love you this crazy El!"inner Dirta muttered.

"Why do you say that," replied Dirta with her downcast eyebrows.

"Royyan doesn't like me because I'm not pretty, right?"

The man with his neat short hair looked away irritated. His breath sounded a little tired, only that his soul was completely hypnotized by his love for the woman before him. Slowly both of his hands went into his pants pocket and clenched fiercely inside.

"Royyan doesn't like you because you're not beautiful, but he doesn't love you. Go on, don't force yourself. There are still others who love you El! Let's see him,"

"Who? There's no Dirta, and I just like Royyan no one else,"

"Why? Why do you like it is the same Royyan, who is always there as you are me, why do you choose Royyan,"

Elshara's sad face melted hearing all Dirta's statements. This was the second time Elshara heard a serious conversation from Dirta. And until now he is still reluctant to admit it, he still insists on reaching his love for Royyan.

"Enough! Love can't be forced, I love Royyan and I'll get it."Reassert Elshara stepped back away from Dirta.

Dirta's gaze became bitter. The fist inside his pants pocket immediately tightened, accentuating his strong hand veins. But after Dirta tried to let go of the frustration, and then she pulled Elshara into her arms, she hugged Elshara tightly.

"Dirta! Get off me, Dirta!"muttering Elshara shook her body violently trying to release Dirta's embrace.

The burly, small-faced man lowered one hand to Elshara's waist and wrapped the girl in his arms, pressing down on her. Her other hand sank Elshara's face into her neck, without saying anything. Until Elshara was exhausted and chose to be silent and accepted Dirta's treatment willingly.

Fighting is useless. Dirta's strength is superior to Elshara, no matter how hard Elshara tries to break away, she will not be able to fight the fitness of Dirta's body.

In addition, Royyan had arrived at a mall that he rarely visited. The mall does not have many visitors, but the luxurious building has attracted Royyan to dive into it. With a step that did not know which place he wanted to go to, the man whose hair had begun to extend it breezed into the elevator and pressed the button randomly without knowing what was on the floor.

Arriving on the ninth floor, Royyan swung forward, reading each floor made of clean white ceramics by the footrest. From a distance there is an ice-acting arena with an area of 1,248 square meters. This weekend he spent alone with no friends or bodyguards, a time he loved so much. The man with a height of 189 centimeters was very fond of silence and spent a lot of things alone without interference from anyone he knew.

Royyan wore a handkerchief, skating shoes, and also wore hairy headphones with a deep black covering her ears. This arena is very interesting Royyan, especially the arena that does not have many visitors, only a few people and all of them no one walks into the middle of the arena and it provides free space for Royyan.

"This atmosphere is what the cave likes."celtuknya while clapping his hands several times, with a sweet smirk of his lips.

The steam produced from the ice skating rink creates soft smoke into the air. Visible clearly by Royyan's sharp eyes, his vision was very sharp, he could see from a distance clearly. In the middle of the arena there was a woman who touched to embrace her own knees, the face of the woman who tied her long hair reddened, especially in the nose and cheeks.

"The girl again." murmured Royyan entered the skating rink, walked on the ice and launched his steps like a professional ice dancer.

The ice is pretty slippery. For beginners it is very difficult to conquer the arena, but for Royyan this is an easy thing for him to conquer. His steps approached the girl who seemed to be crying.

Arriving near the beautiful girl Royyan noticed her as she continued to surf on the ice, circling around Almira. The girl's back was shaking, a small cry sounded funny in Royyan's ears, so the always-frozen lips easily smirked.

"Hobinya was crying," said Royyan as he stopped in front of Almira and lowered his knees and hunkered.

Almira nodded back, her butt feeling cold from kissing the ice she was on. Once again Royyan managed to make Almira's eyes bulge, the patches of her tears still gathered under her eyes, even her lips still tremble leaving her stuffing.

"You-why bi-sa here" Almira stammered.

"Let's get up,"

"No want. We don't know, why should I follow you."Almira turned her face away while scowling.

"Cave Royyan."

Almira jerks. Then he turned his head and looked at Royyan full of astonishment, his forehead wrinkled as he dragged his body one step back away from Royyan.

"So he said he didn't know,"

"Yes does not mean the cave wants acquaintance with elo, where there are those who want to acquaintance with a guy who talks only as seuprit this"

Royyan raised both of his eyebrows and also twitched his lips, but then the long but thinly-browed man stretched out his hand.

"Name." asked Royyan briefly.

"Huh?! A name? Whose name is it, duh! if the talk is clear why the hell, it's a normal mouth feeling, why talk about it as much as a minute anyway"felt Almira folded both hands and also slightly turned her face.

Royyan grunted with a faint smile as he lowered his head.

"Whose name are you?"chirp Royyan then and the thin smile was still residing in his handsome face.

Almira's defense collapsed. Hearing Royyan's heavy voice, the girl wearing an orange tank top crop top and white jeans and in a white knit sweeter dress slowly turned her head and extended her hand to shake Royyan's hand.

"Almira!"

"Well, let's get up."Royyan pulled the hand of Almira who was already in his grasp into his deck.

"Akhs...."Almira shouted thinly. He was very surprised by Royyan's treatment.

Gently Royyan clasped Almira's hand, while one of her hands was clinging to Almira's bare waist, bringing the petite girl to stand with him.

"Wait," Royyan said after he managed to bring Almira to his feet.

"Well?!"Almira was puzzled, she scratched behind her soft ears.

Her nether was following the footsteps of the handsome man she had just met. Royyan quickened his pace towards the locker provided by the arena, taking his bag. The bag containing idle browns for several days became the occupant of his black bag, he took it with him and immediately came to Almira who remained standing while looking up at the ceiling of the mall. So many lights up there to illuminate this entire mall.

"It."Royyan held out the bag in front of Almira.

The girl who had only been looking up for a few minutes immediately lowered her head towards something given by Royyan.

"What'sthis? Want to poison me, you yeah!"almira lays back her steps.

"Chocolate." Answered Royyan.

"Huh?! Chocolate?"Almira immediately stepped forward slowly because the ice was very slippery.

Almira's cheerful smile was great, without hesitation she picked up Royyan's bag and hugged him tightly. Royyan who saw it suddenly smirked thinly with one of his eyebrows raised.

Looks like girls love chocolate.

Inner Royyan muttered.

Almira's cheerful smile, suddenly drowned herself again and the look on the long-haired woman's face with the curly end was looking at Royyan with a serious look, while thrusting the bag back at the tall man in front of him.

"Wouldn't want, anyway why do you love this much chocolate cave, you chocolate barber would, later I was told to pay for all the chocolate is not it, do not want! bring it back."

Hearing Almira's words, Royyan was stunned and unable to speak. His eyes were fixed on the cute and beautiful face of Almira who was now looking straight at him. For a moment Royyan turned his face away as he ruffled his waist, inexhaustible! How could the woman before him think far from his expectations.

Instantly Royyan laughed loosely until he leaned forward. His laughter looked very loose, his leg face became very supple. His heavy voice made a resounding laugh break through Almira's defense.

Can people laugh too?! I don't think he's a robot that can smile.

Such was Almira's inner grumble that then hugged the bag again, he was stunned to see Royyan laughing freely in front of him. However, not long after that the woman with the thin cheeks laughed along with Royyan.

"Why are you laughing so," Almira said later, after Royyan had stopped and had stood up straight.

"Take your guess," replied Royyan with his face back to normal.

"Keep what dong? Where there's a guy who loves a girl without his wants, not sure I."

Again Royyan grinned thinly, then he began to move his legs lying around Almira. The brown cat-eyed woman followed wherever Royyan moved while waiting for an answer from the man she called the kebab man.

"If you don't want to, just throw it away," said Royyan dancing on the ice.

"Crazy darling! Time thrown away so, do not bother to have money, maen throw away you."

"Yes eat."

Growled. Almira again gnawed her face annoyed with a round fist as one of her hands continued to hold the black bag.

It's really ngeselin. Good thing handsome, if not already chewed cave with nose pointed. This is his mother craved what dah, could-can his son behavior cake like this.

Almira grumbled in her mind.

Looking at the silent Almira who continued to look at the bag containing chocolate, Royyan shifted her legs closer to Almira and pulled the little woman's hand, back into her warm embrace.

"Akh.."yelling Almira bought his eyes, lucky that the bag was not separated from his hand.

"In return, let's dance" said Royyan raising both eyebrows teasing Almira, wrapping one hand around Almira's small waist while the other held Almira's unemployed hand.

"God! Who allowed you to walk like a gini, you think this cave is your girlfriend what, "reprobably Almira pushed Royyan with one hand that had already touched the chest of the man's field.

Royyan's burly body did not move at all, Almira's impulse was too gentle. The corner of his right lip rose and immediately moved in any direction at all.

"Akhs...."

"If it falls, you're responsible, yes,"

"Yes." Yeah."

The two ended up dancing on the ice beautifully, like a prince and Cinderella in a fairy tale. Move to the right and left, as well as front and back. Slowing with beautiful movements, the two pairs of eyes were peppered with each other and the two human lips grinned each other warmly.

"Brown eating. Don't throw it away, baby can buy someone else," whispered Royyan right in Almira's ear.

The deg!

Almira's heart was beating very fast, running around. Shaking his whole body, shuddering, goosebumps. Tone his heavy voice makes the body of Almira limp, want to escape was not able to. Dekapan Royyan is too comfortable where his heart is hit by a very hard lightning, today is his last day in Indonesia, tomorrow he will not breathe the air of Jakarta again.

NEXT....