Laweyan Shoulder Woman
Chapters 109. IT TURNS OUT YOU
After full of compulsion finally Dita successfully invited Fano.
"Why is his face in a lot like that?" fano asked honestly as it felt funny with Dita's current expression.
However, Dita did not speak at all.
"So seriously, don't you want to come out with me?"
"I rarely have time, you know!"
Fano was still welcome and tried to talk to Dita. However, Dita remained silent, saying nothing to make Fano anxious.
I saw the sky that night. The sky is full of stars, so it looks beautiful.
Taking the initiative commonly used by men in luring women, Fano finally uttered a beautiful poem that was able to touch Dinda's heart.
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...The sky is so beautiful tonight...
...Unfortunately ......
...the moonlight is hiding...
...Just like you don't smile for me...
...The sky is meaningless without the moon...
...Like I was always alone ...
...I may not be the only star in your sky...
...But I am a star who always tries ...
...Shine brighter for you...
...Attention for a moment...
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Dinda was initially a bit of a bitch. But seeing Fano who keeps trying, finally he who incidentally is a person who has an artistic soul, appreciates the poetry that Fano reads.
Although he actually did not like Fano, but the sentence dangled from his speech made Dita touched.
"Where do you learn poetry?"
Fano was surprised when Dita responded to the poem she was reading.
"Of course the poem I made is purely from my heart, because I don't have time to read the work of others."
Fano smiled bitterly.
"Since I went to school, my parents only taught me business. Besides, they never taught me anything else, because I was taught to be a successor in my family."
Fano looked at Dita deeply.
"You can see for yourself, my time is running out in the company. Just working and working is my habit."
Dita feels bad for Fano. Actually Dita is an introvet, but for the sake of appreciating Fano he also answered what was asked by him.
"I'm sorry, if my words make you sad."
"If you have a hobby?" ask Fano afterwards.
"So from that, I went to art school."
"Oh, so. What college did you study?"
"Design department."
"What design?"
"Graphic design" said Dita.
"What semester is it?"
Dita smiled stiffly.
"I forgot, because I'm on college leave now. In fact, it has been almost a year since I took a leave of absence from college, and just run my business in the store," said Dita mutely.
"Oh, sorry then. If you can know why you have to take a college leave? Are you sick? Looks like you don't have any pain?" ask Fano.
"Yes, I'm not sick, but do you really want to know me?"
"Or do you want to try digging into my past?"
Fano looked strangely at Dita, not that she dug Dita's wounds.
"Sorry before, if you don't want a story, don't tell it. Didn't I force you, too?"
Fano's mistrust of Fano could only bow and apologize.
"I'm sorry I'm too sensitive."
"It's okay, really. It would only be nice if we were friends. At least we know each other's backgrounds to be more familiar."
Dita actually does not mind friendship, only she is afraid that Fano will be doomed if he approaches her. The cold attacked.
The night wind that blew was no longer as breezy but was increasingly piercing inward. The smell of jasmine flowers mixed with ylang suddenly wafted from the seat of Dita and Fano.
"Do you smell the flowers? What is the flower called?"
Dita looked at Fano suspiciously.
"You mean you also smell jasmine flowers and ylang?"
Fano nodded. "Did you smell the same smell as me?"
Dita immediately stood up straight.
"Keep away from me! It'll be better for you!" said Dita final.
Dita immediately went away from Fano who was still confused. He felt strange when he told her to stay away. Instantly, Fano's mind was re-remembered with the Laweyan Shoulder Woman.
"Dita including the woman, why immediately the atmosphere became gripping like this?" he said full of question marks.
Even so, Dita who had moved away from Fano was so frightened because of the atmosphere like before she had felt.
"May you follow my words, Fano."
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