
Actually Banu was also astonished at his attitude now. Since then, he has been restless by looking at the contact number of this girl on his phone.
"Why did I ask for her contact number?" the land is still astonished. He wanted to contact the girl, but stopped. But he wants to meet. Either because of upset money compensation cost has not returned, or because of what, Banu does not understand it.
Until finally the decision appeared to come to this girl where she worked. He intends to meet and talk.
After all the people in the bakery were poulting with him as buyers after the incident the other day. It made it easier for him to find Mili and talk to her.
"I'll take you home. Come in" pinta Banu pointed at the car with his chin. Mili was silent. She's stunned. "Why? You're afraid I'm gonna hand you over to Dirga?" ask Banu.
"No. That's not possible." Mili believes Mr. Banu will not do that, despite not being able to remember about him.
"Then what?" asked Banu impatiently.
"Why do you want to drive me?" ask Mili. He has been curious about that ever since. Banu rubbed his chin smoothly while throwing a glance in the other direction for a moment. He was astonished too. Why insist on asking this girl to come home with him?
"I told you that Dirga still seems to be stalking you. He's the kind of guy who won't let you off if you've dealt with him" Banu said. Mili understands. The proof is that the man is still chasing him.
"But I don't want to" Mili refused. Although Dirga is still wandering around his house, he does not want to come with Mr. Banu to go home.
"Just do it if you don't want me to charge that fee now" Banu threatened with a serious face. Mili surprised. He did not expect it to be made a threat. "Get in the car."
"No." Mili refused.
"Why not?" furious Banu.
"My house is close from here, sir. After all, a free car ride because my house goes into the alley," explained Mili.
"Oh, so?" Banu did not expect that. He did not expect that this girl lived near here. "Where's your house?" ask Banu finally.
Mili silent. He hesitated to say it.
"Hey, I'm talking to you," Banu scolded a bit annoyed.
"In front of the driveway up ahead." Mili pointed towards the road leading to her house.
"What is that settlement?" guess Banu was a little hopeful. Suddenly he wanted to see the place again. A corner of the road that always appears in his dreams. He misses.
"Yes" replied Mili. Banu nodded in understanding.
"I'll get my car up near your alley, come along." Banu. Mili finally came.
So we met because of her house there? batin Banu while rubbing his chin and still focusing his eyes on the road ahead. Their journey is so short, because the distance traveled is very short.
"Your house is that alley?" ask Banu. Mili nodded. His mind has not been confused since. How could he be in a car with this guy? The man who claims to know her does not know her at all.
After looking for the right place to park the car, Banu turned off the engine. They got out of the car almost at the same time. Banu looked around. This place ... This place is very familiar to me.
"My house went into that alley. Father can leave now. Thank you." Thank you." Mili shows an alley into the house.
"Distance from my house near here. It's safe." Mili refuses. "Thank you." Mili bent down and walked alone. He doesn't want to be among the Banu. His house is almost visible. What do you do between everything?
But in fact, this guy still follows him. Mili only realized when he was about to turn into the yard of his small rental house.
"Boy followed me?" mili was surprised.
"It's best to keep your voice down if you don't want the people in this settlement to come out and think I'm a criminal" Banu ordered.
Mili looked to the right and left. Yep. If he made a fuss, people who might have rested a lot because it was already night would wake up and come to his house.
"Quick go inside. It seems like someone is following us" whispered Banu encouraging Mili to step aside from there. Milli confusion. "Hurry and open the door" Banu ordered.
Mili immediately pulled out the key and wanted to open the door. But due to the rush and panic, Mili's hand trembled. Banu. He took over the key in Mili's hand and immediately opened the door. Then pull Mili in and shut it down quickly. Don't forget to lock the door.
Who's following them?
Still standing near the door, Banu placed the earlobe on the door. Listening to the situation outside. Without realizing that he was still holding Mili's hand.
"Can ... release my hand?" ask Mili.
"Oh?" Banu surprised. He let go of the girl's hand immediately. The mood is awkward. "Sorry."
"It's okay" Mili said immediately away.
"It looks like I should stay here first," Banu said slowly. "It's possible that Dirga is still in this place."
Mili said nothing. Tongue's cow. This man, he entered into his cramped rented house just like old times. It made Mili recall the memories of the two of them. His heart is sick.
Banu looked all over the room. At first he didn't care much, but his eyes were different. This man is missing. Someone wants to see him, but what? Wh who?
Banu slowly explored all these places. Especially that couch. He approached. His hand touched the sofa slowly. He felt an overflow of joy and sadness coming together.
That's where Mr. Banu used to sleep and sit. This is the most favorite place in this house.
Mili saw what Banu did with mixed feelings. He wanted to hug this man and let go of his longing. But that's not possible. This closeness that was unintentionally by him would be erased just like that if he did.
Whatisthis? It's just a couch.
This is just a small house that when compared to his home is meaningless. The furniture here also looks old and worn. There is nothing to miss. But Banu felt his heart beat faster. He's happy. It seems like I have long missed this place.
Mili held back strongly not to cry.
"Hey, Mili. Have I ever been to this house?" asked Banu without looking. Mili felt her breathing go up and down. His eyes began to glaze over. He bit his lips hard. "I'm asking you Mili." Now Banu looks at him. "Have I ever come to this house?" ask Banu seriously.
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