Love Young Master Za
Flat expression

Shamora with Bunda Sinta is in one of the shopping centers. They are looking for necessities, while talking they step along the shelf arranged goods. Shopping together often they do, Mother Sinta and also Shamora deliberately set aside time for them to spend outside the house. Fill each other up, strengthen and comfort when worry comes to their hearts.

Shamora turned to Mother Sinta while pointing at the item she wanted. Suddenly the girl flinched as the tip of the trolley clashed with someone else's trolley. Her net widened to find someone who helped her the other day on campus. The man looked at her flat then rolled his gaze onto the trolley. 

"Sorry." The girl pulled her trolley backwards. A stiff smile was painted on her beautiful face due to the expressionless gaze of the man standing before her.

"It's okay, son." 

The soft voice of the middle-aged woman was quite melting the atmosphere. A wide smile full of sincerity from the beautiful face of the woman.

"Sorry Aunt. I was not intentional." Shamora felt bad about the incident.

"We're off guard, if any of your belongings were damaged by the impact. Like an egg." Mother Sinta approached the trolley owned by her daughter's interlocutor.

"It doesn't seem to exist, Mom. We were also wrong for not looking ahead. My name is Denita." The middle-aged woman extended her hand. "He's my son Nevan William." Smile next.

"I'm Sinta and this is my daughter, Shamora."

"That's pretty. It's nice to meet you guys. How about we have lunch together, we happen to be almost done." Denita's mother enthusiastically invited. The bead sparkles his eyes as if finding a diamond diamond when he saw Shamora Keandria. The motherly soul to have a daughter-in-law, was called out just like that. 

"Ma, I have an appointment with Zayyan." Nevan tries to avoid it because not only this time the Mama familiarize herself with the woman she just met. However, it has been repeated and will end the matchmaking. 

"Today, son." Please, Ms. Denita. Her eyes were full of hope so that her request would not be rejected.

"Mom, don't force him. Ordinary young people have a lot of events." Mother Sinta felt bad, let alone the highlight of the handsome male eye bead in front of her was so cold.

"Mother's right Aunt. Looks like we're going home too. Next time we'll eat together." Shamora wrapped her hand on the Mother's arm. In his heart was so dislike of the man's attitude that helped him the other day. He prayed that today would be the last meeting.

"Come, let's find the nearest cafe or restaurant." 

Nevan looked at Shamora's face. His heart was pinched hearing the sentence that was thrown from the lips of the girl. Since then, he had covered up his unwarranted nervousness. For some reason her heart was so beautiful every time she heard Shamora's soft voice. The pair of human children stepped behind each other's mothers without saying a word. Shamora, who was already disappointed at the attitude of the man beside her, chose to ignore her. Even so by not knowing the shame of the source of life in the left chest harbors an unusual gurgle. Until, bringing his pair of eyes to steal a glance. 

Without Shamora noticing, Adam beside her tried to suppress the curious turmoil about her being ignorant. Since the first meeting, footage of Shamora's beautiful face has been imprinted in Nevan's memory. His heart throbbed as well, wanting his lips to ask. What do you like ? Alone or have a partner ? Baby, it's all just in my heart. Just the glances that Nevan dared to do.

Bin'cafe, Shamora's destination and everything else. Binar was happy to be so clearly imprinted on the girl's netra as the foot swing went in there. His steps were lightly disappointed as well, as a waitres approached the table. Without a lot of words they say as a simple ado directly mention the order. The conversation flows like an old friend. Only two people who are silent do not want to rebuke. 

"Shamora, Mother. You guys here ?" Arlo came after one of his employees told him.

"Ar, let's go to your room." The girl has been overwhelmed by the boredom of whining at Arlo. The presence of the man was like a fresh breeze pounding his withered heart.

"Sha, it's not good, dear. Aunt Denita brought a meal together." Mother Sinta held her daughter.

"It's okay, Mom. Poor him there's no talking partner. Nevan ignored it too." 

"Thank you, Auntie." Shamora ggas standing up.

One pair of eyes stared at the back of the girl who was away. Not forgetting his heart curses his locked lips.

"Name Arlo, they've been friends since childhood. If I were fooled, I would not refuse either. Arlo men are kind and polite, independent and loving." Praise was beautifully thrown for Arlo's figure.

Hot, why is a lump of soft flesh inside Nevan Willian's sturdy body hot ? But relieved to hear the status of Shamora and Arlo. There was a sense of unwillingness to see the beautiful girl's back away from his sight, why suddenly his sense of emptiness? Nevan was still staring at Shamora's back that was drifting inward, a rough sigh sounding thin from the man's lips. Wait, why do I feel upset?

"Nev, what's wrong with you?" 

Mother Denita's question jolted the man, a line of smiles drawn on his lips. His behavior was awkward as if he was caught peering at the girls. 

"It's okay, Ma." 

"I'm sorry Shamora, she's close to Arlo." Mother Sinta smiled gently. It's not good because her daughter left the table.

"Yes Auntie, maybe because we don't know very well yet, so she's not comfortable." Nevan drew a wider smile. 

"Yes, Mom. Just relax." Denita's mother chimed in on her son's words. 

Nevan, a flat male figure who is not easily close to others. The man tends to be quiet and does not like to interfere in the affairs of others. While bribing his food, the male netra glanced back at the room where Shamora entered. In his heart he hoped that the girl would come out and join him. The flat man often stole the view of where Shamora was at this time, so other than the girl, he was devouring his food without being disturbed. 

"Sha, who are they?" Arlo put the drink glass on the table, then added with some drinking cans. 

"That's a new acquaintance, I just accidentally met while shopping." The girl grabbed a glass and drank until the water was half left.

"Like a stranger." 

"He went to college at our place, different majors. I met him yesterday at the campus gate." 

"It's just worth it." Arlo nodded in understanding. 

Shamora continued eating without remembering that she was waiting outside. The girl was like a trance devouring all the food. Arlo smiled, it was rare for the intruder girl to eat so much. Honey, again the wave of love that plays in the recesses of his heart can only be felt by Arlo himself. 

"Why you?" 

Arlo shook his head. "It's okay, I'm glad you ate a lot today." 

"I'm really hungry." Shamora leaned her body against the wall of the sofa. 

Arlo chuckles. "Mother is waiting for you."

"Ah, yes ! I forget. " The girl rose up from where she was sitting. His fingers reached for the bag and also the phone on the table.

"Let me take you out." 

Shamora nodded, confirming Arlo's sentence. They waltzed out of the room, smiles and jokes looking sweet between the two. Nevan's eye beads drew sharp, again his chest cavity was filled with annoyance and heat.