My name is Ayu
Chapter 45

"Quick change, Yu." Dio ordered me. He just came out of the bathroom. With a towel wrapped around his stomach he walked casually bare-chested.

There is no sixpack stomach as usual in Korean dramas. Even so, Dio's body is athletic. His biceps poked a little. If he is diligent training will certainly be more macho and hot. Hush. I thought nothing of my brain.

"So go anyway?"

"hey are. We should be weekly nights. Like a couple in general." Dio wears a red-and-white stripe shirt. If used by others it may look like Kang satay, but if the Dio who uses more like a model.

"Judah I'll change my clothes first." I picked up a pink cotton top and white jeans. Do not forget the pink sling bag and pink sandal shoes as well.

"Come on!" I walked out of the house and waited for Dio who locked the door first.

"Where's helmet?" I'm ready to catch Dio throwing a helmet like he used to. But this time Dio got off the bike first and put on a helmet.

Clik. My helmet is tightly attached. "Tumben. Usually also told to nangkep first."

"That's a work day. It's Sunday night, different."

Muachs. Dio kissed my lips fast. I have not yet recovered from my shock at his sudden actions.

"Let's ride. Later that night I kissed a little longer.Keep, he.he.he..."

I was washing my lips. "Basic bawdy!"

"Hand hold dong. Let's get people." Dio pulled my hand to hold her even tighter.

"Udah spit. Wanna have a night." I scolded you because we didn't walk.

"What if it's night? Just check in at the hotel if you don't want to go home" replied Dio casually.

"No yauuww. Mending money for weekly shopping. Can make 3 weeks."

"You're now like a mother-mom of her mindset he.he.he.."

"So the road is not seeeehhhh?" Dio immediately insisted before I canceled his streets.

The night of Jakarta traffic week is not getting quieter even more crowded. All cars that are usually carried in the garage will come out of the cage. Stuck everywhere. The mall parking lot will be full. Longer looking for parking than in the mall.

I thought Dio would take me to the mall and go to the movies like a typical date. But when Dio missed a few malls, my hopes for a movie were gone. What is Dio planning this time?

Candle light dinner is impossible. Dio can spend a month just for candle light dinner at a 5-star restaurant.

Scoopy motorbike named Pajero continues to go through Jakarta congestion at night. Where am I going to take you?

The motor turns towards Kemayoran. I want to hang out at the cafe for sure. Just lewatin doang?

It turns out that uh.... Dio dismisses his beloved Pajero scoopy in.... Tansu Kemayoran's. Please deh Dio.....

"We're all the way from the jam-packed house just coming here?" grumbling.

Basic men are insensitive! Girls have been groomed and neat all pink uh just invited to eat sticky milk doang. Where is the real race again. Many people hang out and smoke. Huh.. Smoke smell my hair and clothes.

With a grouchy face I followed Dio inside. He sat down and ordered two bags of milk. His mouth was engrossed in chewing fried food and drinking warm ginger milk.

"Hi's beautiful! Join us yuks." One of those who was hanging out with his friends teased me.

Huh...the worse I am!

"Darling! Here..." Dio waved his hand at me. Ih really, deh nih people, instead of directly nyamperin and invite me to escape the temptation of men tongkrongan even origin yell.

I stomped my feet.

"Why the hell? Just being a person?"

I sat my ass in the chair that Dio patted. My face is still pouting.

"Try the milk. It's delicious."

I still don't budge from my current position.

"Well, try the glutinous milk already come. You try it first. I'm bribing ya?"

I'm still quiet. Dio took a spoonful of milk sticky rice and blew it cold.

"Open mouth. Aaaa.." I lazily opened my mouth.

"Where? Yummy, right?"

It's actually ordinary. Because many people are hanging out.

"Yet again...." Dio thrust another spoonful of sticky rice at me. Still with a sullen face I opened my mouth.

"Udah. Don't sulk. I'm tired of going to the mall. Watch. Candel light dinner at a 5-star restaurant. Hang out at the cafe. I want to date like everyone else. It's not because of the place, it's from ourselves." Dio bribed me again.

"Night walk riding a motorcycle together with you I was happy. Hanging out here eating fried foods and sticky rice, maybe for you just ordinary, but for me it's amazing. When I was studying abroad, where did I ever try kayak gini food?"

"Never dated Sheila here?" I deliberately brought Sheila's name as an outlet for my frustration.

"Where would Sheila be invited here Yu. Let alone invited here, riding a motorbike he does not want. Just who else am I here to try if it's not you?" Dio finished his milk slack that was getting cold.

"Oh so if I take it to places like gini, continue to the traditional market? I don't deserve to go to a mall or a five-star hotel?" I didn't mean to lash out, I just wanted to reinforce something. That's how I'm in Dio's life.

"You're different, Yu. I used to take Sheila down the street to five-star malls and restaurants (not hotels! please distinguish) use papa's money. If I were like you, I wouldn't. Ever since I married you, I want to support you with my hard work. You know for yourself my salary now can't take you to a five-star restaurant." Dio clasped my hand and looked into my eyes. "But later if I already have money from my hard work, I will take you not only five-star restaurants but abroad if necessary. That's my promise. Please charge me if I forget."

Degs... My heart is pounding. Not because of Dio's sweet words. But because I saw sincerity in his words and I also saw faith in his every action. If not in a public place I kissed Dio first.

I smiled happily. My face is no longer bent. I picked up a fried tempeh and enjoyed it with a carefree heart. I even enjoyed the discordant sound of the street buskers accompanying me tonight at Tansu Kemayoran.