Filla And Rangga (The Perfect Dream)
Chapter 169

Filla took off her seat belt and then came out of the car like Rangga, Filla looked around, a place that was quite strategic, choice Rangga should be thumbs up Filla thought.

Rangga walked closer to several spots, he took some pictures, "Where?" asked Rangga while showing Filla the camera screen.

Filla nodded, "Good, great too lo" said Filla.

Rangga laughed, "I've only learned about the motto, if not the new great is questionable."

Filla nodded without denying or adding to Rangga's words, "Ngga there," said Filla who had walked quickly to the playground.

Rangga followed Filla's steps, "You want to play or survey the place?" asked Rangga who was sitting on the swing next to Filla.

"Just relax what's wrong, we've been tempted by the same concept that Lina wants, rest easy."

Rangga smiled, then draped his camera back in the neck.

Filla glanced at the watch on Rangga's wrist, Rangga still wears it until now, even Filla was sure the watch never escaped from Rangga's hand, "Why is it still wearing it?" asked Filla ventured, she could not stop thinking, Rangga could have thrown it away after they decided to forget each other.

Rangga raised both eyebrows as if asking and then followed Filla's gaze, "Hour hands?" asked Rangga who grabbed Filla's nod. "You are the one who loves."

"Yes know, but you can throw it away at any time.

"Why should it be thrown away?" rangga said back to ask.

Filla swung her swing, "Because it's not important."

"Who said it wasn't important? Thanks to this clock I was always on time, unfortunately my heart problem was too slow" said Rangga without looking at Filla.

Filla sighed, "Yuk, it's getting late" said Filla moved from her seat, not without reason she ended the conversation that would eventually create that hope again.

Rangga held Filla's hand, "Should you always dodge? You know what I mean" said Rangga.

Filla tried to take her hand off, but Rangga's grip was tight enough to make Filla finally choose to let her hand clasped.

"Gga, please professional," said Filla as she pulled her hand.

Rangga sighed, "When did you act like we never had anything to do? It doesn't feel good Fill when you're using lo-gue."

Filla looked into Rangga's eyes, "What do you want? If you want everything back to how it was too late, I've decided to forget all my hopes are the same, so please, it's not easy to stand in front of you now."

Rangga stood up, "Why don't we make it easier Fill, I know you can't escape me, you just lie to yourself Fill."

"Yes," Filla nodded, "Three years feels short for me to survive, what I missed is my hope of lo, it's not easy, so please don't act like this is all easy, it's easy for you not to make me," Filla took off Rangga's hand from her wrist. "Gue to the toilet, and I hope after this, we don't discuss this anymore," Filla walked away leaving Rangga still staring at his back.

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Filla and Rangga did their respective tasks, without a word they were too busy arguing with themselves.

"Relga."

"Fills."

They said together, they were equally awkward with the atmosphere created between them, the situation they created themselves in fact.

"Sorry, I will not discuss it again, I do not want you to be uncomfortable and finally leave again" said Rangga seriously.

Filla looked into Rangga's eyes, she only found a sincerity that somehow made her feel claustrophobic.

Filla nodded, "Gue also apologized, maybe I was too much" said Filla.

Rangga nodded, "Yaudah, I took pictures there first," said Rangga then walked away from Filla when he grabbed a nod.

Filla chose to walk closer to the empty bench in front of him, maybe calming down will help him finish all the designs well.

Sreeeeek....

Filla lowered her head as she felt kicking something, frowning as she saw a small notebook being pushed a little away from her.

"That book?" Filla stared fixedly at the little book that felt familiar.

Filla approached the book then crouched down to pick it up, Filla fell silent when her guess was correct, it was the book she gave Rangga when before leaving for Milan.

"He's still simple?" asked Filla to herself, Filla shook off the cover of the book slightly taped to the ground, she moved and sat on an empty bench under a tree.

Filla opened sheet by sheet of notes that he wrote 3 years ago, all the stories about him and Rangga are written neatly in there.

Filla stuffed the book into her bag as Rangga walked over.

"Move to another place yuk," asked Rangga.

"Where's the idea?" asked Rangga while looking at Filla who was beside him.

Filla shook her head without looking at Rangga, she was still thinking about many things making her concentration divided.

"It's okay, your work does need a high level of concentration here right rame, just calm down the next place I guarantee you will get an idea," said Rangga with a smile.

Filla just nodded.

"Please Mas, Ma'am," said a middle-aged father.

"May sir," said Rangga with a smile. "Yuk," asked Rangga to Filla.

Filla frowned, "Why what?" asked Filla confused as Rangga climbed aboard the boat.

Rangga smiled, "Here," Rangga reached out to Filla.

Filla in confusion finally received Rangga's hand, then sat on the boat.

"Be careful, Ma'am," said the father with a smile, which was embraced by Rangga.

"Why are we here?" ask Filla astonished.

"Survey field, this lake is one of the lakes that became a photo spot," said Rangga while swinging a paddle.

"Lo serious? Do you know the level of difficulty will double? You will be taking pictures on the water" said Filla.

Rangga nodded, "A good photo needs to be taken with confidence and of course effort," said Rangga while laying the paddle. He lifted the camera and photographed some interesting parts.

Filla does not argue anymore, after all, it is not her who will be in trouble later.

"The photo," Rangga pointed the camera at Filla and then took a picture, "It needs to be taken with the heart," said Rangga and then saw the results of his invitation.

"Did you take a picture of me?" ask Filla.

"I need a model to know this place is good or not to be used as a photo place" said Rangga.

"Delete, I don't like it" said Filla grabbed Rangga's camera.

Rangga hid his camera behind his back, making Filla keep trying to reach him until their boat shook slightly.

"Fill, a little while we all," said Rangga while holding Filla's hand.

"Here, you start, delete," said Filla annoyed at not being able to reach the camera that Rangga had placed behind him. "My neighbors are serious!"

Plung...

Rangga bag that hangs on the wood of the boat as a result falls into the water making Filla or Rangga speechless.

Rangga let go of Filla's hand and looked at the lake, "No, no,"

Byuurrrear.

Rangga then jumped into the lake.

"The ladder! Lo crazy?" shout Filla. Filla stared anxiously as Rangga did not also appear on the surface after diving. "The ladder!" screamed Filla but only calm water was visible.

Filla saw the watch on her wrist, almost a minute Rangga did not also appear on the surface, "Rangga, don't joke!" scream Filla upset and anxious.

Brrr.

Filla breathed a sigh of relief as Rangga appeared on the surface of the lake, "Lo crazy?" asked Filla while holding her forehead, she was very anxious.

Rangga did not care about Filla, he went back into the water.

"The stairs are over," cried Filla.

"Hah, meet," said Rangga while rubbing his face with his right hand raised the bag that he managed to find from inside there.

"Lo's crazy!" filla shouted in annoyance, "Here," Filla reached out her hand which Rangga immediately greeted.

Rangga managed to get on the boat with a wet situation.

"What do you do to harm yourself? Is that important in there?" asked Filla inexhaustibly while pointing at Rangga's bag.

"Important" said Rangga and opened his bag.

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