Damar: Love Is On The Way
Ravioli

Pinnacle POV

I can still feel the heat on my cheek because of the incident on the couch last night. I'm really embarrassed. I thought Damar would kiss me. I must be crazy. How could I have thought that far.

"Jin, accompany me to lunch. I'll introduce you to our client from London." Leon's heavy voice drew me from my short daydream. Did I not hear wrong. Leon just said the word London. What I should do. Don't tell me the gossip I heard is true.

"You don't have an appointment, do you?"

"No-no, I don't have an appointment this afternoon."

"Alright, pack your things. We're leaving now."

I have to pack my things now because Leon's still standing there. Deheman Nola's voice echoed. I forgot about that fussy man.

"If you want to come, I'll tell Da ... Leon!" I whispered to Nola.

Damnit damnit! I almost mentioned Damar's name, but fortunately Nola didn't notice. That man has almost taken half my mind. Just thinking about it makes my pupils heat up all of a sudden. The little attention given to me had a tremendous effect.

"Nitip's wrapped up, I mean lunch!" I'm Nola hopeful. Yes, his tone was like someone who wanted food. I may have misinterpreted Nola's tone. But who can resist the windfall of free food.

"I try, but I don't promise, yeah."

I pulled the red sling bag and hung it on my shoulder. I shuffled up from the chair and approached Leon.

"Come on!" take me. Leon swiftly turned the doorknob and pulled it. The door is wide open. Leon signaled for me to come out first. Am I dreaming? Leon opened the door for me? Yeah, it must be because I've been thinking about beautiful things a lot lately.

Leon followed my steps. We slowly climbed down the stairs. Greeting Tina who was on duty at the receptist table. Leon gives his wangsit that he will be out for lunch with his client and says something about the guest who might be looking for him. I just kept quiet and listened to every word that came out of Leon's mouth. Tina occasionally nodded obediently. Tina is a beautiful young woman. The mature skin is very beautiful, in my opinion. When compared to my skin that shines brighter in the sun.

After delivering all his meaning. Leon pushed the glass door slowly open and I followed in his footsteps, walking towards the parking lot. His black Nissan X-Trail was parked neatly in his favorite spot, at the very end.

His black car left the office to the dining room he had ordered. Maybe a fancy restaurant considering his guests just got home from London. I just sat there quietly without asking much. I don't want to ask where he's taking me. I mean obviously we're going to the restaurant. I asked, it would be of no use. I hardly ever eat in a restaurant. I also don't know the address of the restaurant that serves good food. For me all food is the same, as long as it is free of flavoring. The brush!

"Our client ..., "I said open the conversation. The road ahead was congested and the car we were riding stopped. Red light. Actually, I wanted to make sure of it myself. "Is he your college friend first?"

"Yes," Leon turned his head. Staring at my face briefly before replying, "Why?"

"No," I said too soon. Ah, don't let Leon know what I'm thinking right now. If that's true, why now? When I've forgotten her existence. "have I met before?" imbuhku.

Traffic lights are back green. Leon gas his car slowly. To travel at a constant speed to a place that only he himself knows. He didn't even intend to tell me. Even if I tell you, I might not know. No, not a matter of too much importance.

Has Damar had lunch? Damnit damnit! Why am I even thinking of the man who made my chest explode, anyway? Of course he ate. All this time, he's been eating lunch, right? Long before I knew him, he would not miss the ritual of the day that must be done as a living makhuk that meets the needs of food. After all, he was a grown man who could take care of his own life. So I don't have to worry about it. Yes, of course. Don't waste time thinking about it.

"Beep!" Leon's loud voice caught my attention. "You listening to me?"

"Yes!" Okay, actually I didn't hear anything after the phrase 'maybe once'.

"Do you remember Ali?" The question was too sudden. I don't have an answer. I remember Ali. Who wouldn't. Good and accomplished youth. In addition, he is also good at sports, for example Futsal was also born as a handsome young man from the upper class. Prince of almost every girl.

"I heard he was in London too. I haven't heard from him in a long time. Six months ago, he said he wanted to go back to Indo, only he did not tell me when exactly. I heard she's engaged."

Goody! I didn't even hear the happy news about the engagement party.

I can only say oh and round my lips. I should be happy, right, hearing the good news. But I don't feel any emotion. Tasteless.

"We've arrived" Leon announced in a cheerful tone. That's fast. I looked through the side window. The car I was riding was moving towards the Italian restaurant's courtyard and Leon was trying to find a parking space between cars lined up neatly. "I hope you like Italian food" Leon said as soon as the car engine died. He managed to find a vacant lot between two luxury cars.

"I like everything that's free" I said in a joking tone. Leon smiled wryly at my words.

"The ravioli here are very tasty."

I observed once again this strange restaurant. Yeah, I've never been to an Italian restaurant before. The only restaurant I went to was a Japanese restaurant. Thanks to Damar.

Again, I remember Damar. Even accidentally Leon is responsible for this. He made me remember the man who had a beautiful smile.

"Come, I think he's waiting" asked Leon. I followed her long steps. As usual, the restaurant is full of visitors.

"The food doesn't contain rum or wine, does it?" I made sure in a soft voice. I'm not sure Leon heard that. But he stopped walking and turned his head. It means he heard my question.

"Calm down, the cuisine has been adapted to the Indonesian tongue" Leon explained. I can breathe with relief. "Come on!" this time Leon pulled my arm and grabbed it.

"Leon ..., "I said softly and looked at his hand. He turned his head and followed my view.

"I'm sorry about that, reflexes" he admitted. "Away there" Leon said, waving to someone. I followed his gaze and found the man wearing the white shirt waving back.

I followed Leon once again to the table in the middle of the room. My footsteps came to a halt when I found the shadow of someone very familiar.

"Why is he here?"