Love Keinara
Devan...!!!

Keinara sat uneasily in his room. His finger seemed to be looking for Fakhri's mobile number on his cell phone contact list. But what he was looking for did not find, because the number he had removed.

The girl then threw her phone on the bed, riled up. He was eager to talk to the owner of the number he had removed. Now he was confused how to talk to her. He just wants to say

thank you for paying for your treatment in the hospital. And also wanted to apologize for his attitude one month ago.

After the day that Fakhri helped Keinara in the accident, until Keinara was discharged from the hospital one day ago, the man never saw Keinara again. And that raises a big question mark in Keinara's heart. What

what Fakhri did to him, whether only because of humanity or because of love as Fakhri had said.

But whatever the reason, Keinara felt the need to express her gratitude to the man. Keinara kept thinking about how he could meet Fakhri. To go to Fakhri's office he felt he had no guts and was also afraid to interfere with the man's work. Finally he ventured to ask Fakhri's number to Rangga.

Keinara waited for a reply from Rangga, but it has been almost an hour since he sent a message, a reply message from Rangga never came. The girl finally chose to keep her phone, because of the taste

sleepiness attacks. The effect of the drug he took half an hour ago after lunch.

Keinara woke up when the time went up in the afternoon. He remembered that he was waiting for a reply from Rangga. The girl was disappointed when she found out that the message she sent was only blue, with no reply.

“Maybe Mr. Rangga is busy. So you can't reply.” Thought Keinara amused himself.

Keinara saved his phone. And get in the bathroom.

Fakhri, who was sitting in his great chair, pushed his back to the back of the chair. A long breath came out of his mouth. Signs he's tired. Tired of work that has drained his energy and mind.

Four days later, she had to work on her body and mind to take care of her new project in Japan. So he had to be in the country and could not visit his idol who was lying in the hospital after the accident. Fortunately he had people who could be trusted to take care of his project in the country, so he did not have to linger there.

Actually he wanted to visit Keinara at lunchtime. But he broke it. When Rangga showed me a message from Keinara asking for Fakhri's mobile number.  Actually Fakhri could have directly contacted Keinara, because he still received the girl's number.  But he wanted to play a little bit with Keinara, because of the girl

he had dares to delete his phone number. Fakhri forbade Rangga to give her mobile number to Keinara.  Let Keinara ask him himself directly.

Fakhri knew what purpose Keinara was asking for her mobile number. It must have something to do with the hospital costs he incurs.

“Sorry yes Kei, I work for you.” Fakhri muttered with a smile on his lips. For the sake of his pity, Fakhri put away his longing for the girl. Fakhri still misses Keinara. For the last month

ignoring his longing, then this time he will keep it for a moment. Because tomorrow or the day after tomorrow he will meet the girl to treat his longing.

It was almost evening, Fakhri was in his house. Relaxing his body by soaking in the bathtub. It was finished when Magrib.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Fakhri was picked up by Rangga. They will have dinner at a restaurant with a client. After leaving with his parents, Fakhri and Rangga launched their vehicle.

While at the entrance, Fakhri meets Devan who seems to be waiting for someone.

“Hei Van, why are you here?.” Fakhri was curious about Devan standing at the door of the restaurant.

“Hai Ri, yes want to eat.mau what else!.”

“You want to eat at the door???.”

“I'm waiting for someone.”

“Who? Girlfriend?.”

“Ehmmm more precisely prospective girlfriend.”  Devan said with a mysterious smile.

“I'll make your heart burn Ri...he..he...he Devan said in his heart.

Devan knows since Jonatan's wedding, that Fakhri and Keinara have a taste for each other. Although the two did not interact through attitude, but the second gaze explained clearly to him. Devan did admire Keinara, but he chose to just admire. Because he did not want his friendship with Fakhri damaged only because of women.

“Well that's him...Masya Alloh beautiful...”.

Devan directed his gaze to the courtyard of the Restaurant, where a girl was walking alone. Fakhri twisted his body, to find out who Devan meant. Fakhri's eyes rounded when he knew who Devan was waiting for.

" Keinara had dinner with Devan?. How far are their relationships ?." Fakhri asked in his heart which began to be filled with curiosity.

“Hei Kei...sini.” Shouted Devan calling out to Keinara who was stepping. When it was near Keinara was surprised when he saw Fakhri and Rangga with Devan.

“Mas Fakhri, Mr. Rangga.....! here too?.”

“Iya Kei, the two of them just came. Yuk Kei in....

We go first yes. If you want to join please. We are in the VIP.” room Pamit Devan's.

Fakhri still could not believe what he saw. The girl he loves wants to have dinner with his friend. His heart was like a glass glass. Break into pieces. But he tried

patiently, after Rangga reminded him by rubbing his back.

“Oh yes please..we have also been awaited.” Fakhri said that made soft.

“Mari mas Fakhri and pak Rangga.” Pamit Keinara before finally waltzing away with Devan.

Fakhri was still standing in his place. His eyes were still staring at Keinara who kept passing.

“Pak Fakhri Fakhri Baru shook her head as a voice called out to her.

Which turns out to be the guy who's going to dinner with her.

“Eh Mr. Yanuar..what's up.”.

“Good...mari please. I've reserved a place.”

Fakhri and Rangga followed Yanuar towards a private room in the Restaurant.

Fakhri tried to calm down in the midst of his heartbreak. So as not to interfere with eating and discussions with his clients.

Suddenly a message came into Fakhri's cell phone. After opening it, Devan sent him a photo of Keinara smiling.

“Such sweet smile.” Write devan under the photo.

Fakhri's body is heating up. His hands are clenched . Again, he should try to calm down.

“Awas you devan..” Fakhri Gumam. Zang knew that Devan deliberately made a fire in his heart.

The man kept his phone and refocused himself on his client. An hour later Fakhri had finished with his dinner. Fakhri left the room after his client had paid his respects first. Fakhri again saw Keinara. This time the girl was not only with Devan, but also with Oma Ratna.

It turned out that Keinara did not have dinner alone with Devan alone, but also with the Ratna oma. Fakhri feels that he has been hired by Devan.

Fakhri and Rangga rushed to the three people he saw.

“Oma Ratna.!.” Call Fakhri. Name owner and two people

“Fakhri..” Oma Ratna.

“How are you doing?.”

“Sehat..you are here too apparently. If you know since last we can have dinner together.”

“I don't know ifa here, earlier Devan didn't say.”

Devan just smiled full of mystery.The five people stepped out of the restaurant. Keinara and oma

Ratna walked ahead.

“Kei..oma anterin you home yes.” Oma Ratna.

“Still oma... I went home alone. I also ordered a taxi, and the taxi will be coming soon. Oma just go home.”

“Oh yes already then. You be careful yes.” Message of Oma Ratna

“Iya oma, oma also be careful.” Keinara guided Oma Ratna into the car.

Turns out she already has Ri's boyfriend, I failed to make her a wife.” Whisper Devan when he was about to go to his car, where his oman was waiting. Devan then passed by to get closer to Keinara.

“Please ya Kei for tonight.”

“I said goodbye first well..”.

Keinara nodded and smiled.

“Hai bro I first yes.please take care of this one angel, do not get scuffed. If it reaches the blisters I will make the same calculation you ....” Devan said in front of the car door.

Keinara's face instantly changed like a boiled shrimp because it blushed in shame.  While Fakhri's face flushed red from holding back his annoyance at Devan.

After moil Devan left.

“Mas Fakhri, sir Rangga I first yes..” Keinara said goodbye because the taxi he was waiting for had arrived.

Before Fakhri spoke, Rangga had spoken first.

“Kei..coincidentally I have other needs. How about you go home to my boss, and the cab you ordered let me drive you. You see I'm in a hurry.gimana.”.

Fakhri knew that Rangga was just making up . But it makes him happy. Fakhri chose silence, he wanted to know how Keinara responded, to Rangga's offer.

“Hemmm..please use my taxi Rangga is okay, I will order again. ..” said Keinara.

Fakhri was surprised, Keinara did not choose Rangga's offer to go home with him.

“It's really okay?.” Ask Rangga.

“Iya sir is okay.” Keinara replied with a smile.

“Still yes Kei. I go first.” Pamit Rangga on Keinara. He also said goodbye to his boss.

“I first Mr. Fakhri” Pamit Rangga on his boss while blinking his eyes.

Fakhri nodded in agreement and understood the purpose of the blink of Rangga's eyes. Rangga then walked away. Fakhri and Keianra.

“ Mas Fakhri if you want first please”. Said Keinara who saw Fakhri still in his place.

“I'm waiting for you.” Fakhri replied casually.

“Don't wait for me. I fear it is still long. This is also a taxi cab. Mas Fakhri first aja.”

“I'm waiting for you to get into my car.”

“Hah...means Fakhri?.”

“I'll drive you home,”

“No need to mas..I go home by taxi only.”

“Udah get in my car only. You can, the next time you want to say something to me. So you don't have to use my phone number to person”

Keinara's face was back. But it was covered with both hands. Fakhri just laughed at the girl's behavior in front of him.

“Ih..mas Fakhri what the hell.” Said Keinara with a face that was still blushing.

“Udah yuk..” Invite Fakhri who unknowingly pulls Keinara's wrist.

Keinara eventually followed where Fakhri had taken himself.

Fakhri opened the door for Keinara. After Keinara sat in the car, Fakhri got into the car through the steering wheel side door. Fakhri drives forward his car, while the girl next to him still endures embarrassment.

“How is your finger Kei..”. Ask Fakhri

“It's better mas. Just wait for the wound to dry.”

“Oh Thank goodness..I'm sorry, I don't nengokin you anymore. There is so much more work because.”

“Ya mas nothin.” Reply Keinara while smiling. With dimples that add to his sweet smile.

“Ehmm...mas, thanks for paying my hospital fee. Inn Syaa Alloh will be replaced soon.”

“Iya both. But you don't have to think about changing. Because I don't want to accept.”

“But mas...”.

“Kei. I'm glad I could help you.”

Keinara was silent for a moment, not knowing what else to say.

“Still yes mas..”

“Iya..cantik”.

“My name Keinara is not Beautiful”

“Iya....Keinara Beautiful..he..he..

Keinara flicked his lips “It's hard talking to you mas..”

Fakhri laughed at Keinara's expression.

“Mas,...I

also sorry, that time was angry with Fakhri.” Keinara spoke with a downcast face.

“That should be sorry it's me Kei. Because I've done something that makes you upset and angry. I'm really sorry Kei..”.

It felt so deep in Fakhri's speech in Keinara's ear. The hijab-wearing girl did not immediately reply.

“Kei..you will forgive me?.”

Keinara smiles “Iya mas..I forgive mas Fakhri.”.

“You forgive sincerely or because I have helped you?.” Fakhri said with a happy smile..

“I'm sincere mas, not because of it.” .

“ Once again thanks Kei. Means starting tonight, we're friends again like we used to be?.”

“Iya mas..”

“For more than Kei.” friends murmured Fakhri in his mind.

“Oh yes ..where is your phone?.”

“Make what mas?.”

“I'll keep my number in your postel, so you won't have to ask for it again. But remember not to delete again.”

“Depends...if Fakhri ngeselin again yes I delete again.”.

“Promise deh...not make you sprain again.” Fakhri said convincingly.

Keinara handed over her phone. A moment later Fakhri returned it after successfully receiving his mobile number.

The eyes of the sectarian keinara are rounded. When you know Fakhri save his number with the name “Ayang”.

“Mas Fakhri has changed name?.” Ask Keinara pretending to be innocent.

“Iya....So from now on you call me ayang.”

“Hah Keinara patted his forehead, feeling the wrong question.

Fakhri laughed feeling victorious.