Mr. Officers VS Former Thugs
RAYSA VS MR. F - 92

Paris, two months ago

Tissa looked at the clean white wall that was still empty. “Alright, let's start.”

Tissa stretched her painting supplies on the floor. Tissa had asked someone to bring her some wall dye. Before pouring the results of his work, Tissa clean the wall so that there is no stubborn dust attached. This aims to make it easier for Tissa to apply color later.

Tissa started sketching the base on the wall. He felt tired because all day a lot of energy. Not too busy indeed, but Tissa spent a lot of time to walk to enjoy the city of Paris. Tissa's work with Paul is over. Just waiting for the painting exhibition to take place. Well, there's a reason why Tissa did it, because her heart was missing someone. Tissa deliberately took the job given by Dalia, because she did not want her mind to be empty and still think of a man who could not love her because the love owned by the man only belonged to someone.

“Hah ..” Tissa let out a sigh, she had tried to focus, but still her heart and mind were out of step. His heart was so strong it missed the man named Farhan.

 *

 A man with a tall, sweet stature, and also very little to put out his smile lately was seen justifying his sunglasses while waiting for someone.

“Kak Farhaaan ..”

Farhan turned to the source of the voice and only gave a faint smile to the girl.

“For a long time without seeing Dalia,” Farhan hugged his cousin's sister.

“Kakak who is too busy to not have time to visit me here.”

Farhan chuckles at his cousin's sister sulking. He was busy, busy looking for his heart. “So, how about your work?”

“I told you, I don't want to be confused with the people who bother me. I'd rather open my own business.”

“Really? Hmm, looks like you should tell me a lot about it later.”

“Yes, I'll tell you what I'm working on right now. I'll open my own cafe.”

“Tell me that later, your brother is really tired.”

Yes, Farhan was very tired because he had just landed from Indonesia to Paris. This is the 4th time Farhan came here and find out where Tissa is. But as if swallowed by the earth, the trail of Tissa could not be traced by Farhan. Someone has made Farhan not find Tissa. All Tissa's identities are kept secret, who else would not have been Mr. Paul Benzema, and that's at Tissa's request.

Farhan only finds out that Tissa is working with one of the great companies in Paris, but Farhan doesn't know what that company is. Farhan had already asked Fatih, but Fatih was reluctant to open her mouth. Farhan knew that Fatih was angry with him, and this was about Tissa. I don't know what the girl has

that's telling me, but Fatih is Fatih. Fatih will remain professional and does not want to interfere with what happened to Farhan and Tissa.

Dalia and Farhan have arrived at Dalia's apartment. The girl deliberately brought Farhan there because she did not want to lose Farhan on the day of the importance of opening his cafe. Dalia was Farhan's cousin from Papi Riko, Among Farhan's other cousins, Farhan was closer to Dalia.

“So you took me to your apartment?”

“I don't want Big Brother to disappear suddenly like a few months ago, two more days I will hold the cafe opening, so big brother is my honored guest. Brother must come.”

“Hmm, but I'm busy.”

“Busy looking for the girl?” Dalia poked her lips.

“Come on, tell me who the girl who has made my sister turn cold like this.”

 “What if I say you can help me?”

 “Of course not, brother knows, Papi is already angry with me for resigning from the company in a disrespectful way. Obviously all access is closed for me.”

Farhan stroked Dalia's head fondly. “How is your fiancee?”

“He's good, Paul is also in the business of a new one.”

 "Oh yeah, what is it?”

Dalia's phone rang, causing Dalia to abandon her intention to say if her fiance was in the art world.

“I picked up the phone first, this is from her mother Paul.”

Farhan gave Dalia time to talk to her future father-in-law. Farhan also busied himself by playing mobile phones. He opened Tissa social media for a long time no posts from the girl.

“Where are you Sa?”

 “Sister, I'm sorry, I have to go. Paul's mother invited me to dinner with her colleagues. You okay if I leave it alone?”

“Hmm, it's okay. Anyway I want to rest for a while.”

“Alright, I go dlu. Bye.”

After Dalia's departure, Farhan laid his body on the sofa. It feels so lazy to move to clean yourself. Farhan fell asleep in his sleep.

*

Tomorrow is the opening day of Dalia's new caffe, Farhan is curious how the caffe shape. Farhan also asked for Dalia's cafe address to look through the decorations. Maybe Farhan will buy something that's still lacking there. Because Dalia said, his cafe was nuanced Indonesia. So that Indonesian citizens who are in Paris, feel back to their own country.

Dalia said that in her Caffe there was a friend who was working on something in her cafe. So Dalia asked Farhan not to interfere with her friend's privacy.

A servant is seen welcoming Farhan's arrival because it has been informed by Dalia before. Farhan followed the waiter to see the caffe that would soon be opened by his beloved cousin's sister.

Farhan grabbed his phone and called Dalia.

“How?” ask Dalia from across the line.

“Not bad, but I feel you need a little bit of furniture near the window towards the balcony.”

 “ya, I've been thinking of filling something there, but I don't know yet what is suitable to fill there.”

“Hmm, how about cactus plants?”

 “kactus?”

“Yes, I've seen in a caffe nuanced old-fashioned but contemporary. There's a shelf with a cactus plantam in there, I think it's very suitable.”

 “Alright, I leave it to you, oh yes, what about the table for making coffee, do you think it has Indonesian nuances?”

“In the meantime, I'm walking that way.”

Farhan's vegetables heard the voice of the girl he missed in a corner of the room . Farhan set his foot toward the source of the sound.

“Yes, Mom. I've eaten. Mama take it easy, I also do not drink soda.”

Obviously the girl lied because there was a soda bottle on her desk. No, it's not soda, it's wine. And that girl?

“How?” dalia asks from behind a phone call and resumes Farhan if he is still connected to Dalia.

“Dalia, I'll contact you again later.” Farhan severed his call unilaterally.

Farhan walked up to the girl who was still busy calling with her mother. Yes, Farhan found out because the girl called her interlocutor Mama.

“Alright, I'll call you back later. You have to take care of your health, okay.”

The girl broke off her call and sighed softly while leaning her body on the sofa. The girl re-enforced her body and poured the alcoholic drink into her sloki glass.

“Since when did you drink that drink?”

 Byurrs .....

Tissa spurted out the drink she had just put in her mouth. His eyes glared at the sight of Farhan's figure in front of him while putting both of his hands into the pouch.

‘Tray.’ Inner Tissa.

 Tissa shook her head quickly, she still thought that it was just her delusion. What drink does Paul give alcohol? But Paul says that the drink doesn't contain alcohol.

Tissa went back to check the bottle, and sure enough if the drink did not contain alcohol. Then, there was no way he was currently intoxicating? Tissa took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Maybe this is the effect of missing Farhan too much, he thought.

Tissa ignored the man who was still standing while looking at her longingly and also? Emm .. I don't know. Tissa didn't want to think far for her imagination.

Tissa put the glass back to her lips. But he jumped in shock because suddenly the glass had changed hands.

Again, Tissa pushed her eyes until she reflexively stood up.

“You're real?” ask him in disbelief.

Farham raised her hand and flicked Tissa's forehead.

“aww ..” Tissa grimaced and stroked her forehead.

It's real, how could Farhan be here?

“You drunk?” Farhan had already leaned his body towards Tissa while sniffing. Tissa also reflexes her body.

Farhan did not smell the alcohol, he also checked the bottle of drink on the table aats. Yes, the drink does not contain alcohol.

“How can you be here?” tissa asked after rediscovering her consciousness.

Farhan turned to look at Tissa. “Because destiny brought us together."

*

“so, you cooperate with Paul?”

  “Hmm, “

Farhan chuckles, Tissa is so close to him, but she is unable to find Tissa. Naturally, the person who worshiped Tissa was Paul, of course Paul knew if he was looking for the whereabouts of Tissa. Farhan finds it hard to find Tissa.

“This is you painting it?” Farhan pointed to the wall that had been drawn with a beautiful flower. Typical flower painting with Indonesia.

 “Hmm,“

“You've eaten?”

Tissa pointed at the table, where there was fast food there.

 “Hmm, it's not good for your health.”

 “I'm too busy, so I just ordered a simple meal.”

 No, Tissa lied, Tissa always took care of her health. He also did not drink soda anymore. But not for tonight, a very hungry Tissa chose fast food to fill her stomach, and that non-alcoholic wine, it was Paul's gift. So, Tissa fikri does not hurt to drink it occasionally, besides the weather also feels cold if night.

“I have to get back to work, tomorrow morning everything should be done. It's okay if I bring you alone, after all you come here just want to look at caffe right?”

 “Yes, please continue your work. I'll see it from here.”

Next to Tisa's eyebrows raised, but he did not want to take a headache. Tissa returned to wearing her apron and took her brush to color her work.

Farhan grabbed his phone and pointed his phone towards Tissa. Farhan secretly took a video of Tissa seriously painting.

“Cantik ..” muttered and smiled.

 Farhan stood up and approached Tissa. “Can I help you?”

 Tissa was surprised to hear Farhan's voice suddenly talking nearby, making her accidentally point a brush at Farhan and hit her shirt.

“Eh, sorry .. sorry .. I accidentally.”

 Farhan looked at his collar and smiled. Really beautiful work. Though only an accidental scratch given by Tissa, but the scratch is very beautiful seen in the white shirt owned by Farhan.

 “What's wrong, it's very beautiful.” Farhan smiled looking at Tissa's panicked face.

“Yaa?”

“Em, can I help you?”

 “You want to help me?”

“Hmm, I'm tired of just sitting there,” Farhan smiled sweetly. “I want to be near you and see you up close, not from behind.” Farhan added in his heart.

“Emm, are you sure you won't ruin my work?”

 “I'm sure, if you will definitely teach me well.”

“Hmm, alright.” Tissa took a rather small brush and asked Farhan to rub it in the section she showed.

 “Like this?”

“Yups, smart son Mama.” Canda Tissa while shuffling Farhan's hair.

 Farhan turned his head and looked at Tissa who was laughing so beautifully.

 “Eh, sorry.” Tissa's great-grandson when she realized that Farhan was looking at her.

 “What's wrong, I like it.”

“Hmm?” Not wanting to take a headache, Tissa continued her work.

 It did not feel like they had colored the wall together for an hour, their interaction was not as awkward as the beginning of their meeting earlier.

 “Huuf, finally finished” exclaimed Farhan and sat on the floor straightening his legs.

 “Where? Hard gak?”

 “Banget, it turns out that painting and coloring is not as easy as I thought. At first I thought just pulling a straight line was hard, but it turned out that every stroke was really hard. My hands are stiff to do it.”

 “Really? I wonder, can you type ten fingers? Or eleven fingers?”

 “Eleven fingers?”

Tissa demonstrated how to type eleven fingers, using the right index finger and left index finger. Yes, only the index finger is playing on the keybord.

 Farhan laughed. Well, his whole life with Tissa was Farhan could laugh. Tissa brings herself to be a new person and to be herself. Farhan is aware, if true love is where you are feeling you are being yourself. All this time, Farhan just always wanted to

looking good and being the best for Raysa, but Farhan doesn't know, if in a relationship you need to feel comfortable and safe. And Raysa didn't find that in Farhan, and vice versa.

Together with Tissa, Farhan felt all these things. Comfortable, confident in all his flaws, smiling and laughing without burden, and the turpentine, Farhan became himself.

 “Do you type like that?”

 Tissa nodded her head and laughed. Farhan was hypnotized by Tissa's laughter so he laughed. Farhan raised his hand and pulled over the hairdresser Tissa covered her forehead.

 Tissa froze to death getting a sweet treatment from Farhan. Not wanting to get carried away, Tissa was looking for ideas to melt back the awkward atmosphere.

 Sruut ...

 Tissa crossed Farhan's face with a small brush nearby.

 “You look handsome if there is a mole here.” Tissa chuckled at the sight of Farhan's face being funny.

 Tissa put a large black dot mark with a brush on Farhan's cheek.

 “Areally I handsome if it's like this?”

 “Hmm, how about this little plus?”

Tissa rubbed a small brush with white on the bottom of her nose with a straight line three lines on the left and right. Tissa giggled amusedly at Farhan's increasingly funny face.

 Sreet ...

 Tissa was shocked as Farhan crossed his face all of a sudden. Replace Farhan who is laughing at the moment. Feeling upset, Tissa again scratched Farhan's nose with red color. Tissa stood up and stuck out Farhan's tongue when Farhan could not get back at him.

“Awas ya you, Sa.”

Farhan stood up and chased Tissa, until there was a chase between the two adults who were like children.

 Farhan manages to get back at Tissa and scratches Tissa's nose using the brush she was holding. Tissa pursed her lips, then she danced Farhan's shirt, but unfortunately Farhan who did not stand balanced and fell on Tissa. Luckily they fell on the couch.

Very close distance makes Tissa can smell the smell of Farhan's breath that feels fresh. Tissa's heart was beating again. Their eyes met, so that suddenly Farhan kissed Tissa's lips, the surprised Tissa slowly closed her eyes and returned Farhan's kiss. Tissa put her hand around her neck

Farhan when Farhan began to suck his banner behind the nape of Tissa.

 And, it was the first and last night Farhan met Tissa after two months that Tissa could not meet. That night, Tissa stopped their hot kiss and left without a word. Farhan couldn't see Tissa again that night, and this is where the girl was. The marriage of Fatih and Raysa.

Tissa really drove Farhan crazy.

**

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