Kiss Me
The friends?

"Follow me," Arkana said, taking the keys to the car on the bed.

"Where?"

"Temenin me somewhere, I'm sure you like,"

"I'll change clothes first,"

"So, no one wants to see this" Arkana was waiting for him at the door

Anwa who only wears a 7/8 tee shirt and culottes as well as a flip-flop havaianas the last gift she received from Dika, became her ootd this afternoon.

The car drove through the crowds of the capital Jakarta, only about twenty minutes from the Anwa boarding place. Arkana pulls out of her car at a cafe Anwa used to go to.

"Come, usually Sunday there's live music here,"

"You-you"

"Buruan," Arkana got out of her car, and was still waiting for Anwa in front of her car.

Entering the cafe, Dion the barista and cashier there, amazed to see the owner of the cafe came with a puffy-eyed girl who lately became their loyal customer.

There was Ria there who was watching them as they entered from that door. Highlight his eyes which were also full of question marks as if asking who was the girl who was by his Boss' side this time. Arkana's eyebrows were raised as she looked at Dion who was as if asking for an answer.

Arkana walked leisurely, as if she was an ordinary visitor just like the others. Sitting at the corner table next to the window facing the park, while listening to the sound of Maroon five feat Cardi B.

"Drink what?" ask Arkana to see the girl looking out the window still accompanied by a speck of rain, "what's Wa drinking?" ask him again.

"Eh, coffee latte?"

Arkana plucked her finger to signal the servant to come closer, but with his approaching mischief was Dion.

"What message, sir?" as if following the drama that Arkana played.

"Coffee latte two," replied

"Eat it?"

"There's pecel lele?"

Dion rounded his eyes, "sorry, I'm just kidding," he said, "what's so light, the same fried potatoes as the kingpin's bread?"

"There sir, taste?"

"Lo likes what flavor?"

Anwa who had just opened the closed menu book in front of her raised her face,

"Whatever,"

"OK... The taste is up to there?"

"There is sir, whatever the taste is," said Dion.

Anwa also slightly smiled.

"Yes, it's up to the taste" Arkana said, "no old use, yes,"

Arkana again looked at the face of the girl in front of him, even when just like this his sad face still looks Arkana muttered in the heart.

"Here you are?" ask Anwa.

"Yes,"

"Like the place?"

"Like, comfortable,"

"Make daydreaming?"

Anwa smiled again, she felt that this man before her knew too much about her.

"Gue mo offer you something the same lo?"

"What?"

"But promise yes, you will accept,"

Arkana smiled, seriously he was so eager to get to know this girl, sometimes flippant, sometimes cold, sometimes his heart was so hurt, sometimes making him want to pull her into his arms.

"What about if we just a friend? not more,"

"Where does that mean?"

"Where are we friends,"

"Aren't we really in a friendship?" anwa.

"True friends," said Arkana again, "friends when you are sad, friends when you need something, friends who are always there for you when you feel alone, how?"

Anwa was silent,

"Gue sincerely friends, sorry if I'm presumptuous, I just want you not to feel alone, like now.I'm in front of you but lo kayak do not think I'm here,"

Anwa was silent, she saw the face of a man who had been appearing all of a sudden for a few days.

Poking out her little finger, Anwa smiled.

"We're ready now," he said

The little finger was welcomed by Arkana. Sayup-sayup sound of band players chanting Sam Smith's song acoustically I'm not the only one.

Just as Arkana feels right now, he won't be taking that quick step to replace a man who's gone. At least being a friend first is a good starting point. Getting to know Anwa more like a friend, relieving her heartache slowly. To be honest there was a feeling of attraction for Arkana to the girl when she first saw her closely, which she thought was funny, which she thought was a heavy burden.

"You come here often?" anwa asked shortly after their order came.

"Yes, but if you need it,"

"meaning?"

"This cafe is one of my efforts,"

"Oh," deserves to be like seeing Arkana before their meeting in Mr. Fajar's room a few weeks ago.

"Why?"

Anwa shook her head.

"Never seen it before?" as if knowing what Anwa was thinking,

"Yes, like you've seen before but I forgot, it's not just a coincidence, is it?"

"I happen to dong exactly... I've seen you here, a few days later see you again in papa's office, continue to see you again the utterances, is it not a coincidence? oh maybe also a soul mate," he said casually.

Anwa churns her coffee latte as if she does not understand Arkana's words about a mate, or a mate, but in his heart as if to say what I still believe in a mate if one day the people I love go away later, even worse they go and do not return.

"It's like daydreaming anyway," Arkana said surprisingly.

"Eh yes, sorry...said what just now?"

"Nothing, just passing by," Arkana was a little upset.

"People who like to sulk, his soul mate is far away," Anwa tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Eh can be kidding, yes" Arkana laughed, "gue kira lo flat-flat like a 2-door refrigerator, flat,"

"What a hell,"

Enjoying the weekend after six months of always being alone, this time Anwa again felt a colorful life even a little. The music she occasionally sings did not go unnoticed by Arkana, a slight smile on her face as she watched the girl smile. How could a girl who seemed to be cheerful bearer be so hurt by a sense of loss.

"It's ten, turn back, '" Arkana got up from her seat.

The music players were already preparing to end their show, as well as some waiters were already preparing to clear the place, the visitors one by one left the cafe.

Anwa nodded and moved up from her seat, following Arkana who was walking in front of her.

"Gue back Yon.. don't forget to check everything, say the guard in front do not sleep alone, yes I pay him to move the bed doang here," Arkana was a little upset when she received reports that the three-week-old cafe keeper who worked for her only slept while on duty.

"Each Boss," said Dion, folding the lap of the table in his hand, "the boss is also ati-ati yes, escorted by the house, to make the world safe," Dion rolled his eyes gesturing for Arkana.

"Well, I'm anter to KUA's old house," Arkana pulls Anwa's arm to quickly pass from her subordinate's brazen conversation that increasingly lacks that morals.

don't forget your trace as small as it is, let me know you are still faithful 😘