Eyes My Heart
18. Lavender as a Witness of Love
**PIOLA'S HOUSE**
Piola sat looking at the screen of his phone. Some photos of Zain with Naira have been sent by his man.
Even at the hospital, Piola had some information about Zain, who had a close friend.
That was also one of the reasons he had deliberately kept Zain from staying with him for longer yesterday!
His eyes lit up looking at the photo. It was obvious that the smile from Zain for Naira was very sincere. Making Piola harboring amara.
At that time Piola made Naira his enemy unilaterally.
"So this is the girl who doesn't know herself!" He said coldly and then waited for a sly smile.
Piola stared at the picture frame on the table. Which is a photo of his childhood together with Zain.
"I've spent a lot of time waiting!" Cold muttering. "I'll make sure Zain is mine!! Hhaa.ha.hah!!! Laughing cunningly with a piercing look.
***
As per the agreement, that afternoon Naira stood right in front of the brown fence of her house waiting for Zain.
"KRING!"
"Aah!" Astounded.
The crashing sound that suddenly sounded very close to him made Naira straighten her head looking for the source of the sound.
White shadows mixed with yellowish as dewy lenses welcomed his gaze. Not long after a gust of Zain's signature perfume was smelled by him making Naira review smile.
Naira felt as if she had been in such a position before.
Sure oes. At that time Zain deliberately wore the same clothes as when he first saw Naira in the front garden of the boutique.
White T-shirt oblong with outer short-sleeved yellow shirt combined with jeans.
Naira did not stop developing a smile. In the hearts of cheering, unanswered was already the puzzle of the crincing sound and its owner.
Not much different from Naira. Zain was also quite fascinated to see the figure of Naira who was white, with the same unraveling hair as the first time he saw her.
In a black dress increasingly exudes the aura of his white skin, has a round face and chubby. Round eyes, a nose that is still classified as sharp and thin lips.
Naira looks sweet and natural beauty makes Zain see her different from other girls.
Zain takes Naira somewhere on his bike. Although it has everything, but Zain is more comfortable with using his bike if only traveling at close range.
That afternoon. Under the trembesi-type shady tree, Zain led Naira to his feet feeling the gust of wind.
Its shape that resembles a thick green umbrella makes the wind feel cool when under it.
"What is this place?" Naira asked a little confused. He felt like he had never been to that place before when he felt a gust of wind blow his unraveling hair.
Zain brought Naira closer to the tree. Then lead him to spread out his hands.
The wind was getting tighter.However, being cool enough made Naira slowly close her eyes while Zain who was standing next to her stared fixedly.
Naira feels the fragrance of the distinctive Zain perfume making her feel warm. But, this time mixed with the fragrance of flowers that fragrant.
***
"Lavender!" Sluggishly. "Lavender Flower Park! Aren't we?" He guessed that he was still stretching out his hands.
The inherent aroma instantly evokes positive energy and makes his mind more fresh.
"mm! Right!" The reply was hoarse but quite soft.
Naira lowered her hand slowly opening her eyes glancing at Zain's whereabouts. The white, yellowish-blurred image of the dewy lens welcomes him back.
"Where do you know there's a place like this?" Reviewing smile.
Zain looked at the vast expanse of purple lavender flowers. "2 years ago I accidentally found this place! and since then, I've been here every time I've been under a lot of pressure to calm down!" Sipping lavender aroma.
"I love this place!" Examining the white shadow mixed with opaque purplish like a dewy dance.
Although he could not see it directly, but the shadows and the aroma that was attached enough to bring him as if to see the beauty of the place.
Zain looked back at Naira with a smile and a heart-wrenching chubby face.
***
"Aah!" Astounded.
Naira was surprised to feel a touch as Zain grabbed her hand. He made her feel a touch in her right hand.
Zain led Naira to a long wooden chair under a trembesi tree.
His horse sat side by side, enjoying the breeze spreading the fragrant scent of lavender.
**ning**
"Naira!" He broke the silence between them. Then grasping Naira's hand, making the one with the hand jump back.
Slowly Naira raised her face looking at the shadow in front of her, it could be felt by Zain's figure staring fixedly at her back then.
***
"I'm not a love poet! I'm not good at fighting! I am also not good at copying verses from romantic poetry, even I am not talented at stringing poetic words! Staring Closely at Naira.
Swallowing the nervous saliva suddenly enveloped "But..! One thing I believe for sure..! He swallowed the saliva again and his gaze grew more and more clingy "I'm a grown man who fell in love the first time he saw you!!" His raspy and loud speech rattled Naira.
A word that sounds cliche and simple, but is able to change the heart rhythm of Naira as if jumping right away.
Though both feel feelings for each other. But still the sudden confession from Zain made Naira like she was in a dream.
For a moment Naira was in another dimension far from her world. It was hard to describe, especially to explain in words.
Naira slowly lowered her head slightly blushed and nervous.
Zain pulled Naira's chin with his hands slowly aligning their faces and gazes, and Naira did not put up a fight.
The grayish-white shadow like a dewy lens was very close to his view at the time.
"Do you have the same taste as me?" He looked more and more attached his gaze.
Naira did not answer but nodded smallly and then bowed back blushing. Making Zain cheer inwardly while developing a smile made his two dimples round, even his narrowed eyes were almost closed so pleased.
Just like Naira, Zain also slowly started to feel blushed after hearing Naira's reply. Although Naira could not see it but there was still a sudden sense of awkwardness.
**CAFE**
In a cafe located in the middle of the city. The barista was seen carrying two cups of coffee latte for two men who were busy playing his gadget.
"Mas Order!" Put coffee on the table.
"Thank you!" Joy Sahut.
"Tumben Zain didn't get together?" Tanya Angga glanced at Joy who was focused on her phone screen.
Usually on holidays the three of them always hang out together, but not on that day.
"She said there's important business!" The reply was still staring at the screen.
"The ruupp!" Angga sipped his coffee. "Piola again?" Back asking.
"No!"
"Trus?" Raised both his eyebrows.
Joy kept her phone and looked seriously at Angga who was also staring at her.
"Naira! Today he took the Naira road!"
"Eum!" Reply Angga is back busy with his phone screen. His face did not show a surprised expression or anything.
Joy slightly frowned. "EM?? Is that the answer?" Staring Angga.
"Eum!" Angga.
"Hhhhhhh!" Joy sighed to calm her suddenly mumbling mind with Angga's reply.
Cheerful joy is inversely proportional to Angga who seems indifferent. Often Joy spoke at length but only in reply deheman, nod or word as necessary by Angga. Just like what's happening right now.
Not satisfied with breathing. "SRUUPPPPP!" Joy deliberately sipped her coffee violently as a form of protest to the indifferent Angga.
***LAVENDER'S WEBSITE**
Naira was still in a down state of blushing making Zain develop a smile.
"You're beautiful!" A hoarse but soft-sounding voice made the praised heart tremble again.
Naira raised her gaze to look at Zain. "You're also handsome!" He glanced at the smile.
Where did Naira get the courage to reply to Zain's words. But for sure at this time he was just following his heart, and enough to make Zain melt even more.
"You've never seen me! Are you sure I'm that handsome?" The reply.
"Even though I don't see but I can believe in my heart!" Sluggishly.
Zain grabbed Naira's hand, then placed the delicate little hand on her face.
Naira was quite jumped when she felt her hand touch Zain's face. Feeling warm, her delicate skin made Naira's heart churn.
Slowly Naira moves her fingers to feel the eyebrows that are not too thick, but also not thin. Then began to feel the narrowed eyes of Zain made the one with eyes slowly closed his eyes felt Naira's fingers dance as if painting her face.
After feeling the eye part, Naira's curiosity suddenly appeared. Although he did not intend to continue but his heart said otherwise.
In a closed state, Naira continued gently down Zain's nose making him slightly wait for a smile. So did Zain, a small smile formed on his face as he felt a gentle touch from Naira.
Although a small smile however, it was enough to make her dimples form. Naira accidentally touched that part.
"Dry cheek?" Naira's mind felt that small, smooth hole.
The further Naira's hand traced the handsome face, until the moment her finger stopped on Zain's lips.
Naira feels clearly the soft upper lip while the lower part is thicker. Making Naira suddenly nervous and not daring to continue any further.
What Naira felt was the same as Zain. Why do you suddenly feel nervous when you feel the soft touch of Naira on your lips.
Zain swallowed the saliva then slowly opened his eyes. While Naira was not wrinkling, her face was slightly flushed but her finger was still touching the corner of Zain's lips.
"Are you sure I'm handsome now?" She explained that a smile made Naira retract her hand and turn her face as if staring at a stretch of lavender flowers in front of them.
Naira did not answer but from the look of her face was very clearly drawn, there was a sense of happiness so that the corner of her lips slightly formed a small smile. Zain's face was much more handsome than his shadow.
the two lovebirds officially became a couple that day with the scent of lavender as a witness.
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