Chick Intern And Duda Cool
Chapter 219 Meeting Old Acquaintances?
“Your husband where is Din?”, ask Sekar.
Dinda thought, they've all come where they promised. A new restaurant inside the Mall. They plan to eat All You Can Eat here before continuing to hang out beautifully in one of the cafes on the 4th floor.
It turned out that Dian and Rara had yet to show the trunk of her nose. They were riding in the same car. Rara's car that she borrowed from her papa. He just got a SIM. Maybe he took longer to drive his car even though it had been 6 months since he got that SIM.
Bianca arrived first, followed by Dinda. And now Sekar has also arrived. They stand first waiting for the two before entering the All You Can Eat restaurant because of course their duration for eating will be calculated.
“Din, where's your husband? He said delivered husband?”, asked Sekar memcoel Dinda again who was less focused because of the crowds of people who passed by.
“He gymed above.”, reply Dinda.
“Hm..fast body athletic, it turns out to be gym.”, said Sekar.
Dinda just smiled thinly. Dinda thought Arya was really driving her. He was touched earlier because the man insisted he would deliver. Maybe Arya is afraid to let Dinda go on her own, worried, and protective. It turns out there's a shrimp behind the bakwan. He wants a gym. Dinda felt a plot twist.
“Din, you gapapa stand? Not tired?”, asked Bianca to Dinda.
“Engga, still can. If it hurts too long.”, said Dinda.
They looked around while looking for the whereabouts of Rara and Dian who he said had arrived and were walking to the point of meeting.
“I go to the toilet first yes.”, said Dinda.
“Oh yes, you want me to accompany?”, asked Bianca.
“Think need, gapapa Bi. You just wait with Sekar, later Rara and Dian are confused again looking.
“Ya already, heart - heart yes. If there is anything - what is it with you, Arya mas will definitely go bersamuk.”, said Bianca teasing.
Dinda immediately walked to the toilet not far from there. There was a sign, so it was easy for him to find it. The queue was quite long, but because this time Dinda was wearing a dress that made her baby bump look like, a mother-mother invited her to come in first.
He asked Dinda first before letting her. Was - was also if it turns out wrong to think people who are not pregnant.
“Thank you, Mom.”, said Dinda smiling.
It didn't take long for Dinda to finish her business in the bathroom. She immediately went out, washed her hands in the sink, checked her thin makeup and hijab, then walked out towards the restaurant earlier.
“Dinda isn't it?”, said someone greeting and holding his shoulder from behind.
Dinda thought it was a girl, she was still ordinary and looked back. The person who greeted him was a man. Dinda slightly retreated to keep the distance because previously their distance was quite close.
“You're Dinda, right? Class 3 IPA 5? Right?”, ask the man.
Dinda scrunched her forehead thinking who was the man she seemed to be the same age.
“I Bagas, classmates who often participate in basketball championships. You don't remember?”, asked the man.
Dinda does not have many memories that can be saved during High School. It was full of bullying. When first and second grade he was bullied by upperclassmen just because there were senior men who took an interest in him. Even Dinda did not know and was not familiar with the senior at all.
Class 3 he just focused on learning. Trying to avoid everyone. Just come, study, and go home. He doesn't really remember who his classmates are. Can't remember because he thinks they're a nightmare for him. When senior crashed into him, no one wanted to help at all.
When someone wants to be friends with you, someone else will take it. Dinda also tried not to be too flashy in class.
Even though he had thought, he could not remember the man in front of him. On the other hand, he also felt bad about saying he didn't remember it. The boy greeted him first.
“Haha.You definitely don't remember me. Yes it's okay - what. By the way, nice to meet you here. Your house around here? I used to play here a lot but never met you.”, he continued.
“Ah.. I rarely come here, just meeting with friends.”, replied Dinda.
“Bagas, I've..”, a woman just came out of the toilet.
At first Dinda did not know just by hearing his voice. But when he saw his face, Dinda remembered. The woman was one of the seniors who hit her several times in High School.
When Dinda became a new student and was ospek, he was the one who complicated the time - the time of Osek Dinda.
Dinda doesn't remember Bagas, but she remembers him. From the look on her face, she also seemed to remember Dinda, but somehow she then pretended not to remember.
“Who?”, the woman said to Bagas.
“Oh.. recognize this Dinda. My classmate from High School. Maybe you don't know. Understandably Din, he was a senior at our school first. Baras his name is.”, said Bagas introduced the woman to Dinda.
“Oh.. greetings. Then excuse me. Friends - my friends wait.”, said Dinda immediately announced. He was uncomfortable lingering around the woman for a long time.
“Good. It's nice to meet you. When - when do we hold reunion. May I have your mobile number?”, Bagas asked.
Dinda could feel an uneasy look from Laras, her upperclassman.
“Sorry, I just changed the number and happened to not bring a phone. Maybe next time, yes.”, replied Dinda refused softly and politely.
“Ah.. how a pity. I don't know when I'll see you again. All right then, what can I do. You don't have social media? Time don't remember his id? Maybe I can add you.”, he said.
‘Hah..why he keeps asking.’, bathin Dinda in heart.
“Sorry, I haven't played social media in a long time. I even forgot her ID.”, Dinda replied politely.
“Hm.. how yes.”, the man is still thinking hard how he can stay connected.
“Ohiya, Ras, you have a pen and paper. Can I borrow?”, asked Bagas.
“No.”, the answer is quick.
“Make you request the signature of the artist who performed above. Missing time.”, said Bagas.
Laras seemed reluctant to give the paper and pen but finally he could not avoid the words Bagas between innocent or could not be sensitive if Laras was bete.
“This, later arrive home when you are already with your phone, save this number. I'll put you in class and school groups. Coincidentally we want to hold a reunion in the near future.”, Bagas gave a piece of paper to Dinda.
“Hm. thank you. Then I'll say goodbye. Friends - my friends are waiting.”, said Dinda.
Dinda's getting out of there. The paper that the man gave me? So far away from their sight, Dinda threw him into the trash.
He had promised not to get in touch with his high school friends. He has had a close friend since college. Sincerely befriended him. Bianca, Sekar, Rara, and Dian are best friends to her.
He also has a big family that is also a place as well as a friend for him.