HI EX! Our Story is Not Finished
Chapter 8. Azhar's?

..."The memories are still there, still stored in the special room of my heart. You're special, for that I remember you even though you don't necessarily remember me as well as I do."...

..._Hi Ex!_...

Seren walked alone, the girl with the shoulder hair down the outskirts of the square south of Yogyakarta. He looked ahead, the atmosphere there looked crowded, many young people left until the elderly passed by or just sitting around.

Seren stopped, he sat down on the grass, "it's like my singles walking this way alone. No, I'm single, yes" he said, the girl's hand suddenly took the bottle beside her. I don't know which human being would throw garbage carelessly. Seren immediately threw the bottle towards the trash can that was several meters to his right.

Pock

Seren's eyes widened, the girl reflexively stood up, then walked towards the trash can earlier.

Someone stood there rubbing his arm, then turned towards Seren who had just walked up to him.

"Sorry, I didn't intentionally. There was someone who threw a bottle carelessly, so I tried to throw it into the trash, but it failed."

That person, the man in front of Seren looked at Seren who was looking down guilty. The girl felt bad for the person in front of her. "Other times have to be careful, oh yeah, don't call me Om, the effect is me like Daddy's sugar."

Seren raised his head, then smiled blandly. "This handsome guy anyway his face, not old too, but he is more suitable called Om, the effect is more what yes, hmm, already ah Seren emang likes to ngehalu," Kesal Seren in heart.

"Oh yes, my."

"Sorry, I'm sorry."

"In a moment," hold that guy down.

Seren's footsteps stopped, he breathed out slowly and looked back at the man before him. "What's up?" His words with a tone made as polite as possible, although actually lazy. The man before Seren was actually quite handsome, only Seren did not like to mince words or talk to people he had just met.

"I'm like I've seen you, have we met?"

Seren was silent, then spread his shoulders. "Don't know Mas, I meet a lot of people every day, for that I don't remember."

The man continued to look at Seren, Seren of course was uncomfortable with it, so he then returned to his voice. "I'm saying yes."

"Oh yeah I remember, you're Serena right?"

Seren frowned, he stared doubtfully at the man. "A-a-what did ki-ta ever meet?"

"You delivered your mama's cake yesterday, didn't you?"

Seren widened his eyes, he was surprised from where the man knew if he had delivered the cake made by his mother yesterday, but again and again Seren nodded his head.

The man smiled, he extended his hand towards Seren. "Azhar's."

Seren frowned confusedly, he did not understand what Azhar was doing.

"I want to know your name, what can it be?" Azhar still stretched out her hand, she showed her best smile before Seren.

Seren was just silent, then the girl slowly moved from there. But it did not last long, when suddenly someone hit him.

"Are you okay?" Azhar helped Seren stand up, then led him to sit in one of the taverns on the outskirts of the square.

"Thank you" he said, Seren lowered his head to play his fingers.

Azhar smiled at him, "it turns out you're a good girl."

Seren was silent, but he was made to not understand what Azhar said. The two were silent, mute with thoughts filling their brains.

"I'm Azhar, can I know what your name is?" Again, Azhar turned to the side, where Seren was.

For a long time, Seren was still silent, not a single word came out of his lips.

Azhar's phone read, "it looks like today we meet here, tomorrow we will meet again. See you soon." Azhar went from there, before the man smiled and scrambled Seren's hair slowly, until then left Seren alone.

"Gue couldn't possibly introduce myself to people who are the family of my ex right? Funny," Seren murmured softly as he shook his head. Seren moved from his seat, he returned down the plaza of South Yogyakarta.

"Cool." The girl looked towards the field. There were two girls walking towards him. The girl walked arrogantly, as if she was the most powerful person. Seren was silent, displaying an expressionless flat face.

"Kasian, you don't have any friends, do you?"

Seren was still silent, even though one of the girls laughed at him. He did not want to retaliate at all.

"Why just diem? Have you run out of talk? Did you admit to losing to me? I don't think you can talk" said one of the girls, leaving Seren with the other girl. Seren only exhaled slowly at the question of one of the girls before him.

"Cool, I hope you don't disturb the relationship between Kindsa and Farez. I know you are a good woman. I hope your goal is not to go back to Jogja because of bad intentions." The other girl, the best friend of the woman who was none other than the Typea pat Seren's arm slowly, then he left Seren alone.

Seren smiled wryly, taking his breath in deep. "Why should I, why shouldn't he? I should have said that, not him. Did I not deserve to be happy? Why is it as if everyone is blocking my happiness?" Lirih Seren asked himself.

Seren walked back, he stopped in one of the chairs, then sat there. The girl just kept quiet, she stared at the lamp there with a blank look.

"Hello."

"Gue's in the square again, what's up?" Seren turned his head when the familiar voice of someone was behind him. The girl squinted her eyes, but in the end she rounded them. Then Seren slowly got up from the chair where he was sitting and walked quietly.

"Buset, I found something more serem than the devil, well meet the ex again. It was a wonder that people were everywhere," he muttered softly, Seren finally managed to get away, the girl ran away with her face still occasionally looking back.

"Aww, well be careful donk." By accident someone hit Seren, the girl's mouth was always not on the brake, as now, he who was less careful when walking was precisely he who blamed others.

"Are you okay?"

Wait

That voice, Seren was familiar with that voice. He raised his head, then reflexively hit the body of the person now in front of him and displayed a serious pretentious face.

"Aww ouch, stop, geez, I'm kidding Seren."

Seren did not care, the girl then stepped on the foot wrapped in shoes belonging to people in front of him. "Mampus, so nosy is Satan. It's me, it's the insolent devil." Seren resentfully pinched the arm of the person before him.

"Okay, it hurts so bad lo pedes. Don't worry, I promise I won't repeat."

"Pret, your talk can't be trusted Gian, my sprain." Seren threw his face to the side, the girl folded her hands in front of her chest, emotion with Giantra, the man she had accidentally hit.

Giantra exhaled slowly, "don't sulk dong, I treat vanilla milk, how?"

Seren closes both ears pretending not to hear, he must resist temptation, only the devil wants to be bribed and it is certainly not Seren.

"Judah if you don't want to, really lose, where free again." Giantra purposely said such a thing, he knew very well the nature of Seren.

Seren glanced at Giantra, his heart said no but his bigger brain dominated and told him not to lose, understand free.

"So you don't want to? Okay--"

"I want to, let's buy now, pretty free don't pay." Seren pulls the hand of Giantra.

Giantra smiled, the man looked at his hand held by Seren. "Gue knew you wouldn't be able to resist" said Giantra, but Seren continued to pull the Giantra.

Without them noticing, someone stared at the two flatly, "Is it because of her that you left?" The person muttered then, Farez, that person is Farez. He realized that Seren was in the Square seat, when he wanted to say hello to his friend called, so he did not have time to say hello to Seren.

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