Moonlight On The Sea's
Angry Face

“Could be yes humans enjoy fast music is not clear gini while jogging-joget not clear.” The regret for Tapa brought him in.

The place was very, very hated by Sara who had sensitive ears. He closed his ears hoping the incoming sound could be reduced. Intend not to go home before finding Tapa.

Suddenly Sara felt someone's hand clasping her arm, Sara reflexively swung her hand backwards hitting right towards the neck of the man behind her. The man then slammed and was unconscious.

“How dare it touch me!”

The person near the man fell. Now everyone finally looked at Sara who was standing on standby. The music stopped too.

Although it could still hear the sound of people's thoughts being irritated towards it and calling it a ruin of the atmosphere, at least the ear deafening music had already stopped. Sara looked for Tapa.

A man with Tapa aura approached him, but his appearance…

“Sara.” His word.

Sara was on standby, looking at every inch of the body and the appearance of the man who called her name. Black boots, blue jeans, white big t-shirt with black leather jacket. Short brown hair with bowl cut cut, sideways edge. Glasses and pierced lips on the edge.

“Tapa?” Sara doesn't believe it.

Where does the man know calm and mature, simple look? Where did this playboy guy come from?

There were several women behind him galloping after. “Kak why are we left?” Teach them in a spoiled tone.

Sara's eyes instantly turned cynical like wanting to tear those coquettish women apart.

Finally the music was turned back on and people were back dancing, Sara suddenly appeared. His eyes shriveled shut his ears with a bow.

Tapa immediately withdrew his hand, pulling out of the room. She knows how sick Sara's ears are when she's inked.

“Why did you get into such a noisy place?” Tanya Tapa nagged while closing Sara's ears after they were outside a few steps from the bar.

“What did you liven?”

“I just tried it. I see you like a guy like this.” His mouth smiled clumsyly.

Now Sara understands the drastic changes Tapa inspired boy band that is often watched by him. He might change his appearance for Sara to like him.

“Then why go to the bar instead of home? Don't you want to show off to me?”

“Ah. I also saw the boy band that liked all girls, popular. You like it because he's popular right?” Tanya Tapa concluded harshly.

Without a second thought, Sara immediately pulled Tapa's hand, lifting it like she was holding her back and slamming it to the ground.

“Argh!” Shouted Tapa grimacing in pain, his spine was like it was about to break.

“You merman! Merman doesn't act like that!” Said Sara ignited anger so insinuated that Tapa who seemed to be with many women.

Standing tapa. “Yes you are right! Merman's not like that. You think that's fair? We only like one woman if she likes him back. Women are free to like anyone. Even men who only appear on television can be liked!” The heart of Tapa is tugging at emotions.

He then walked away leaving Sara standing by the side of the road.

After walking a long way, Tapa clucked back toward Sara and withdrew his hand.

“Come home.” Tapa's command was still with an annoyed expression while holding his aching back.

There is something new that Sara feels right now. Ever since he knew Tapa from childhood, only recently he saw a different face from Tapa.

An expression of anger, anger and pain. To death curious was curious, from the first Tapa never showed that expression. Sara thought Tapa was made different from the others.

The new expression made Sara like exploring new things from Tapa, and inexplicably made her pound. He seemed free to guess only from the expression without trying to read the contents of Tapa's mind. “Currently his face looks angry”.

Sara vehemently turned her head many times to look at the expression that made her palpitate. Eyebrows fused together, annoyed strokes on his forehead, and cold eyes.

It feels like he's with a real person, not a fiction. That creature that never got angry for him was fiction.

“Tapa.” Call Sara with your hand still in hand.

“Hm?” Sahut Tapa cuek while looking at his phone to know where the taxi they ordered.

“Tau? Just this time I saw you like a real person.” Said Sara.

“Means?”

“Iya new this time I see you are upset and angry so.”

“Ahh sorry to disappoint you. I can't always be gentle and calm.” His mouth looks busy staring at the phone.

“Newly this time also I pounded.” Sara stared at the cold face.

Tapa stunned down still staring at the phone, but believe me his mind is not there.

Slowly Tapa moved his head to look at Sara and wanted to know what expression he had on his face when he said that.

“What?” Tanya Tapa wants to be repeated.

“I said I was pounding.” Sara's eyes clashed. The face was a little tense yet she remained a brave Sara.

Tapa let go of a smiling breath.

The taxi arrived and they entered.

Along the way Tapa continued to smile and stare out the window. Their hands were still intertwined from earlier. Sweaty but don't want to be released.

The long wait seems to be paying off. Although it is called just a debate, but for Tapa it is a great progress. His passion to captivate Sara was filled to the brim.

“But, if I'm not angry, is it not interesting?” Tapa regained consciousness after thinking about it only her angry face attracted Sara. Should time be angry?

“I love it when you're honest with your expression. If you are angry, you are angry. If you are sad, then sad. Don't smile on.”

“Ahhh...” now but understand Sara's intentions.

From childhood Tapa is accustomed to being calm so that the surrounding environment is comfortable. Be it family or someone else. It became a habit. He will remain calm and smile when angry, as well as sad. Some of the mimicry seen on the face is not very important. The important thing is to look good and mature so as not to bother people.

At the age of 27 years, someone even told him to show all. Be it sad, angry, upset and so on.

Not never did Tapa make an honest dream, sometimes it was inevitable. But he would only show that mimicry when alone. Angry alone, crying alone. When out of the room back again with a calm and mature face.

It's not hard to do, it's a habit. It is more difficult when the person who thinks it is good will suddenly be shocked when he can get angry too. He doesn't want to lose anyone. Keep smiling, easy things to do. There will be no loss.

But the woman sitting hand-in-hand with him in the passenger seat at the moment, was instead attracted to his true identity.

“She likes my angry face, there she will also like my sad face?” The bow is in the heart.

Seriate…