
"Ok huh?" The director then stepped up to leave them.
Shasa stole a glance as Abra looked at him with a serious face.
Back the man took the bouquet. "Sha's."
"Yes?" Shasa's body is hot cold. He did not dare to look at the man's eyes directly, though it could have been offered by the man just now was for the sake of advertising but somehow he imagined that it was really happening and his heart immediately wanted to jump with excitement. Aw, Shasa. Why are you so naive.
"What if you fantasize again."
"Mmh?"
"Watch me your boyfriend."
"Can't have it."
"The man you expect to give you flowers."
At that moment the girl was silent.
"He gave you flowers and you're happy."
In the confusion Shasa still glanced at Abra who turned her body to start again the filming process. So which one should I choose? Which one of these two men do I really want to give me flowers? Abra or Bima? I haven't thought for a long time about Bima, my real boyfriend but now .. My head is full of Abra. Can I think about Abra just this once? Can't you? Just one time ....
"Action!"
Abra with a definite step came to Shasa's desk. He gave the girl a bouquet of flowers. "Shasa, I love you."
The girl looks so happy. His eyes sparkled cheerfully. He did not expect the man to give her flowers and declare love. He inhaled the smell of the flowers he received and looked at Abra with teary eyes. O God, with whom is my heart actually anchored? Why this ship is not staying. I have betrayed my girlfriend, do I still deserve to return to you, Sister Bima?
Abra has no idea what happened. Could not bear to see the girl began to shed tears, immediately he approached and rubbed the tears of the girl who had already fallen to the cheek, even though. "Hey, what's wrong with you?" he said half a whisper. "Are you happy?"
The girl smiled and nodded.
Abra was relieved even though he felt defeated. I should have known from the start, right, his heart wasn't for me. It is no longer useful my hope because his heart already belongs to Bima.
Shasa touched the hand of Abra who was wiping her tears with a warm grasp. He liked it so much that Abra almost cried because he thought the girl fantasized about facing Bima.
"Sit Brother" said the girl with glowing eyes. He so admired the flower he received by inhaling the smell of the flower once again. A bunch of red roses are starting to bloom.
Abra pulled the chair in front of the girl and started to sit down.
"Thank you, brother."
Abra tried to smile, but her heart was bitter. He was confused about how to start a conversation at that time because his heart was on strike not wanting to talk. Oh God, strengthen my heart. Expand my sincere feelings. I don't want my loved ones to see me crying in front of him.
"Guts!"
Thank God. Hurriedly Abra stood up. "In the meantime, I'll go to the toilet first."
"Eh?" Shasa hunts after him. He did not want the man's body to nudge others because it would be fatal as a result of a crack in his shoulder. The girl was finally able to reach out to Abra's clothes from the side and equalize the steps. He tried to protect her from the left side while holding the bouquet.
Abra walked down. He did not dare to raise his head until he let the girl half-run walk beside him because of his wide steps.
When she reached the toilet inside the hotel, the girl removed Abra. Shasa waited for the man by hugging the bouquet of flowers in hand. Every time he inhaled the smell of flowers the girl smiled.
Abra, who entered the toilet room, immediately locked the door and sat on top of the closed toilet. His mind was very chaotic and his eyes were reddened. He kicked the door in annoyance.
Shasa, what should I do? I should how?
It's been after Abra's hour in the toilet and hasn't come out yet either. Shasa told people who wanted to use the toilet to find another place while he was worried the man had not shown up.
Abra came out of the toilet.
"Sister, why so long? No, brother, why, right?" greet Shasa. He looked at Abra's body.
"Nothing. Mmh ...." Abra sentence hanging.
"What Brother?"
"Our relationship is nothing, right?"
"Mmh?" The girl looks confused.
"We're no longer dating." That second Abra left him.
Shasa. This job is done. The work of playing heart and for that, nobody should be hurt because it's just a job. When a job is done he has to move to another job with another challenge but why is it difficult. Why imprint .. in the heart.
In the car on the way home, the car went quiet again. The girl sitting in the back was busy admiring the flowers she had requested from the Director while Abra who was sitting in front was just silent as she looked out through the window beside her. Even if they do not greet each other.
Haris was confused to see the drastic change of the two. They looked familiar but a second later they looked like strangers. What's wrong with both? Haris doesn't see them fighting or anything that asks, but has he changed his mind? When the romantic scene earlier Haris had thought Abra expressed love to his colleague and he saw Shasa accept it but after returning from the hotel, everything changed. What the hell is it? Have they been fighting?
Haris escorts Abra to the man's apartment but then Shasa drops off.
"Eh, Sha ...."
Not done Haris talk, Abra talk. "Thank you Ris." With a flat face the man immediately entered the apartment building.
"As for Sister Ris," Shasa's parrot followed Abra and chased after the man and held onto his shirt.
"Eh, they ... live together?" Haris was completely shocked to see it. "Since when?" He's still dumbstruck. "Ah, not suudzon. Maybe they have different apartments. Aye right? Ah, if I had an eyeache today God ...." Haris sighed and ran his car.
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Both of them entered the apartment. Abra approached the dining table and pulled the chair. He sits there. "Can we talk?"
Shasa nodded and sat opposite him.
"If you want to go ...."
"I'm waiting for you to heal" Shasa cut. The girl looked down and saw the man at a glance.
If you follow the emotions, want at that time he drove the girl from his apartment so that this heart business is finished, but the world is very cruel out there, he will not have the heart. After all he himself also needed someone who could help him, and no one could do that except Shasa. Why should they depend on each other now, should they not live alone because in the end it is what will happen later, right? "But from tomorrow, do you work?"
"I told Haris I asked for a day off."
"For what?" Abra knitted his brows.
"I want to see the cosy."
Shasa shook his head. "Sir papa, I'll look for boarding near here so I can help you."
Abra went wrong. "I don't want to make it difficult for you. If you want to go ...."
"No. I said no." The girl stood up immediately. He took the bouquet to the kitchen and looked for a container for the flowers.
Abra sighed. Before he stood up, his phone rang. He immediately picked it up after seeing the name on the screen. "Hello Kak .. want to come?"
An hour later Kevin came with their dinner.
"Tumben Brother, want to eat here."
Kevin cleared a minute. "I just want to know what you're doing after filming, isn't there a problem?"
"Eh, no one is just tired of moving locations."
Shasa brought the plate and the glass to the table.
"I brought your favorite chicken steak."
"Well, do you remember my favorite?"
"Didn't Mother often make this for you. I've seen you eat this at home a lot."
Netra Abra glazed. He then stared at one of the parcels Shasa opened.
The girl was filled to see the man recalling his long-ago memories and it still made her teary-eyed.
They eat together.
"So you're done filming?" kevin asked to know.
"So Brother. Thank God the commercial was done in a day."
"Well, that means the one playing, the acting is ok-ok all right?" praise Kevin.
"Ah, not even Brother. This is aided by Abra," said Shasa humbled.
The two stared at Abra. The man did not answer and just continued to eat.
"Eh, means you guys aren't fake girlfriends anymore?" Kevin was a little misbehaved when he said it.
Abra and Shasa glanced at each other.
"Shasa, you go tomorrow to ... where?" Kevin is still wrong.
"Oh, he should be at work but ask for a day off to look for boarding." Abra represents Shasa.
"Boring-boring? Why not just stay here?"
"What?" Abra and Shasa spoke at the same time.
"Can Abra is not healed yet." The man's voice shrank indicating he was not sure the idea that was thrown liked by the two.
"It's not hard, brother, if we stay together because it's not the mahram." Shasa answered Kevin's question himself.
"Eh, oh, is that it? How about inhabiting one of the apartments here as well. Next to him maybe?"
Abra and Shasa stared in surprise at Kevin.
"Eh, maybe in the future I want to invest by buying one of the apartments here and you can wait for my apartment when I don't occupy."
Both of them were still staring at Kevin with big question marks on their heads.
"Eh, I mean, I'd like to buy some and rent it out, I see. So you take care of those apartments." Kevin is looking for an excuse to keep Shasa from moving out because it will be difficult for him to meet the girl back because he knows the girl's finances are not supportive to have a good place to live like an apartment.
"Sorry Brother, I'll search outside just to my ability. It was more comfortable to feel," Shasa said politely.
"Oh, so." Kevin was a little disappointed. "Do you want company?"
Shasa who had started chewing again his food shook his head. "Favor Brother."
They then finished their dinner with small talk.
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"So don't you want a shirt tucker?" Shasa.
Abra sighed. "Sorry to trouble you."
Shasa then came up with a container filled with water and a washcloth. He saw Abra trying to unbutton his shirt and untie the bandage. As she was about to pull down the instant bandage from her arm, the girl immediately came to her aid.
"Patience to you, brother."
But Abra forced himself. "Agh!"
"Sister!"
Abra withholding the pain of being on the boat. In any case he still needs Shasa. He still depends on it.
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What happens is a man with the nickname widower casanova entangled in love with a bar-bar girl with a mule haircut can vibrate his frozen heart.
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Many mysteries began to be revealed about being the self of the bar-bar girl who managed to ensnare a widower casanova.
Can the casanova widower be able to conquer the gadi? What mystery is she hiding?
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