He'S Not You
Chapter 24

In an open space, on a brown wooden table with two different drinks. Facing each other, but not looking at each other.

The world is upside down, not a man who smokes. But a woman who was enjoying nicotine when the man had lit the tip of his cigarette.

Paying attention to every detail, the woman enjoys cigarettes between two fingers and lips that are smoked without shame in front of herself or in front of cafe visitors.

As if Lintang did not care to show the dark and naughty side to anyone, including, the man in front of him, who had lit the tip of his cigarette without asking. And Lintang already knew him.

Saddam.

Yes, Saddam. His superior. Whether it was a coincidence or what, Lintang met him in a mall this big. There was no shadow on his head to meet this man before him. After he decided to become a stranger again when he met him at his place of work.

But baby, it's like it can't. Time can always bring him back to meet her. There was a different taste in remembering the old beggar woman's words.

A taste he could not himself describe. Like a dead taste, but revived. There was anger, but he couldn't make it. And there was sadness, but he couldn't show it.

That's what Lintang felt these two days.

There is no conversation between the two, enjoying what is their object. Until the end of a cigarette in between the fingers latitude is exhausted.

Be cold, be silent without reprimanding first. Isn't that latitude attitude from before. No one understands the feelings of his heart.

She is not like other women who are so easy to interact, hang out and also talk at length. Lintang is not a woman who likes to be spoiled and complain so easily to someone. It's not so easy to know people.

He is an introved, who likes to be alone without a crowd. Without talking to people who are not familiar.

A two-word only that is spoken on the lips latitude if you do not know.

Only one man could understand his attitude and nature. Only the man understood the latitude. But baby, God separated it.

" I'll drive you home." Saddam said, breaking the silence.

Staring at Saddam, did he have to refuse again. Or should I accept a return offer?

There's something he wants to prove and there's something Lintang wants to feel. But I don't know if Lintang is sure, if he can.

Exhale, take a cigarette box on the table. But alas, Lintang's hand was blocked with a heavy hand grip in front of him.

Looking up, eyes staring at each other. Implying a different taste, the eyes were shady, like....?

" That's enough, enough. It's already night." Ban Saddam.

Picking up cigarette box in hand Latitude, not throwing away. Just put it in a pants pocket.

Latitude stand up, take the bag. " Come on." Her speech. Not wanting to resist and not arguing. Trying to deny, when it won't happen.

Saddam was certainly a little surprised, this woman used to resist. But somehow tonight was a little different. Between anger and also having to.

Just a faint smile, walking together towards the car park. There was no talk along the way. Saddam always glanced at the sweet face beside him, a face that had no smile on those thin lips.

Get in the car, latang's phone rang.

Risks.

Lintang forgot, did not tell his two friends when he had left the cinema an hour ago.

" Hello?" Speak Latitude, pick up Riska's phone.

" I'm sorry Ris, I forgot to tell you that I have some business outside."

" Hmm, yes."

Exhaling, not to lie to his friend. Indeed, he feels bored and also the mind is no longer concerned with horror films that people think are so scary and tense.

But not with Latitude, do not know why the film seemed unattractive in his eyes.

Meet with Saddam, accompany himself until a cigarette runs out without talking and force to drive himself home. Actually can Lintang be angry and refuse, but for what reason angry for no uncertain reason at the man next to him. Just because senseless words came out from the lips of the old beggar.

" Have you eaten?" Saddam asked, breaking the silence on the way. Don't want to ask who called Lintang.

" You want to eat with me, at home?"

Of course, the invitation from the woman who will be among him home makes himself back a little surprised. Saddam turned his head as the car stopped at a red light.

Did he not hear wrong?

" I want to eat at home." Clear Latitude.

Looking at the watch on the wrist, time was still pointing at the number nine past forty.

Back to the latitude. " Is there any food in the house." Ask Saddam.

" There is." The answer.

" Oh yeah, we eat at home." The answer.

We, should not be our word that comes out of Saddam's lips. And somehow do not know Saddam's lips just come out we say.

Saddam and Lintang have not yet become one, but it is as if the word is already binding and becomes the one word for them.

Lintang nodded, smiling faintly before he twitched back with Saddam's words.

We were?

*****

" Wait here, I cook first." Lintang said, go inside the house, put the briefcase on the single sofa and tell Saddam to sit on the living room sofa.

" Let me cook?" Saddam said, blinding Lintang frowning.

" Can you cook?" Looking at Saddam's face, could this man be cooking. But when viewed from the appearance, it could.

" What ingredients are in the kitchen?" Saddam asked, taking his hands off the buttons on his shirt. Trying to roll it up to the elbow.

Not that the masculine side of men looks more handsome with the sleeves of the shirt rolled up to the elbow. What else is the shirt that is worn is very fitting on the body.

Latitude smiled thinly, there was no harm in trying.

" Not too much, just look in the kitchen.any ingredients." Walk first to the kitchen.

This is the second time Saddam went into the latang kitchen. If there was no lighting because the lights went out, now it looks clear saddam can see a minimalist latitude kitchen.

" I only have this material." While opening the refrigerator one door to see what is in the latitude refrigerator.

Saddam approached, leaning over to look inside the closet. Not too many vegetables that Saddam saw. More snacks, canned drinks and also eggs lined up neatly there. Different in the frizer, there is meat, fish and frozen food ready to eat.

It turns out that women smokers like Lintang also have a side to care about his body. Healthy food.

" Sit down, let me cook." Saddam's orders.

Latitude seemed obedient, he let saddam cook for him and he just observed and felt what was in his mind at this time.