Gaje
Part 8's
*The night weather in Rome was warm for Jasmin, the last year's school holiday was very memorable, because Hani the mami invited her to visit Europe and do a fashion tour that Jasmin really liked.
Jasmin is a big fan of high-end fashion, probably because the mother is a designer of shoes and bags so that the fashion interest was revealed to Jasmin.
After enjoying a painting exhibit at one of the city's largest museums, Jasmin broke away from her mama to enjoy the city of Rome alone. Jasmin was interested in photography, so the girl is now at an exhibition and antique camera auction held in the city.
With a slow walk down every corner of the exhibition, Jasmin admires the cameras and photographs of the world's leading photographers, all of whom are filled with art. If you bring Haris here, the guy must have asked to go home to be invited to a playground, but Jasmin went here alone so he did not have to bother with the wishes of his best friend.
Drrt drrt
Jasmin's HP vibrated signaling an incoming call, annoyed Jasmin instantly swiped the screen and received the call.
"What you?!" jasmin asked, the caller turned out to be Haris.
"Assalamualaikum, dear friends," said Haris.
Jasmin flicked her lips in annoyance. "Waalaikum hail, what's wrong?"
"Hehe, so dong, answered that the salutation was a great reward. Where are you now?" ask Haris.
"Not thinking of you. Ah, matiin the phone!"
"Don't!" pinta Haris was a bit begging.
Jasmin snorted, he and Haris were marahan, already one week they did not greet because of trivial problems. So for a while friends who have been together for twelve years decided not to chat or chat first. Haris was then left on holiday by Jasmin to Italy.
"Jude, what do you want?"
Finally, Haris took a deep breath. "Gue's sorry."
"Lebaran is still a long way off Nold!" Nold to chef Arnold. Haris snorted and Jasmin pretended to be indifferent.
"It's I don't know what's my fault, but you're craving the same I'm Jubaidah, sorry dong ...." Jubaedah is Haris' affectionate call to Jasmin.
"Min, see if you're back in Bandung?" great-grandson Haris across the phone.
Jasmin rolled a lazy eyeball. "Watch what? You pay yes. You also bought the same drink of popcorn for Nebus all your sins onto me!"
"Lu guess who you wear should be atoned for my sins with popcorn?!" Haris was annoyed to make Jasmin laugh.
"Watch the movie satan Min, there is the title makmum. Yuk's? I'm afraid to be alone."
"Well, is it live?" jasmin was surprised.
"Udah thayang, from the past .. thayang very much I thama you .. kekekeke."
Jasmin sneered amusedly with the words of her best friend. Gini nih Haris, if dicuekin two days already cornered like a hot worm.
"Ih Haris, what the hell are you!"
"Where's Min? Watch ah, plis plis plis ...."
Jasmin did not listen to Haris' words, the girl was actually interested in one of the photos from a vintage camera displayed at the exhibition. The girl turned off her phone connection with Haris and grabbed the camera with her left hand.
The other hand was already on top of the vintage vintage camera so Jasmin's hand touched the hand, not the camera.
"Sorry" said Jasmin, keeping his hands away from him.
The one being apologized giggled, his face was very friendly and looked so attractive to look at.
"It's okay, this vintage camera is really good" she said in English. Guys, yes that guy is a guy who is none other than Surya.
"You can take it, lady first," he said gentleman.
Jasmin smiled involuntarily as the friendly-looking foreigner invited himself to take the camera first.
"Seriously?" jasmin said with a smile on his lips.
"Yes, two rius" said the man, sorting out another camera similar to his model with a camera in Jasmin's hand. Humor plummeted anyway, but not papa because he just knew, if immediately joking like Sule, Jasmin will ilfil the same guy in front of him this.
The man was Surya who then took another camera, Jasmin silently watched the man's tastes carefully and was amazed. Surya also tried several times to take pictures with the camera in his hand. Plis deh, from since SD Jasmin was very fond of the same name as the photographer. That's why it's a bit deg-degan aja see handsome guy hold the camera.
Czechoslovakia!
A photo came out of the polaroid camera, Surya smiled and handed the photo to Jasmin. Jasmin frowned in confusion as he received a piece of photographic paper from the stranger.
"You're a tourist from Indonesia too, right?" ask Surya.
Jasmin nodded. "Hm, how do you know?"
"That, your bag has the same key chain as mine. I think we're staying at the same hotel, right?" surya kalem.
So, every guest in the hotel that Jasmin and his mother occupy does provide facilities in the form of key chain distribution as an identity for guests from several countries. Strange, Jasmin initially denied the identity, but because Jasmin was afraid of straying in Italy so her mother forced Jasmin to wear a keychain in her bag. Eh, it turns out the same as a handsome guy from Indonesia.
"Oh, hehe ... Yes," replied Jasmin timidly.
"Let's see, this camera photo is good" Surya said, pointing to a piece of polaroid paper in Jasmin's hand.
Jasmin smiled meaningfully, this guy in front of him is very talented in taking photos. Usually the results of the Polaroid shots will not be as good as this when taken from the first experiment, but the results of this man's photo is very good, Jasmin looks very beautiful and thin.
"You don't want to go around this exhibition together?" ask Surya.
"Eh?"
The stranger smiled again, his face twice as handsome as Jasmin's.
"I'm Surya. I also love photography, so it seems fun if you have a friend to travel around the exhibition here. How, wanna?"
"Oh my God, is this a matchbook hint for Jasmin who just broke up from her asshole boyfriend? Get a mate in Italy, handsome Indonesian guy and can take photos. Which other favors of God do you deny, Jasmin?"
Jasmin nodded according to the photographer's invitation*.
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