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"More, wipe away your tears with this."
A burly hand held out a small packet of tissue in front of Alira. Alira looked to the side.
"City ...."
The person displaying his sweet smile on Alira made the girl charmed for a moment then took the tissue from the hand of the man in front of her.
"Thank you" he said, then began to clean his face. Everything Alira did was not out of the man's sight. He continued to look at Alira with admiration that he could not hide.
'How pretty is this girl? Who her? It felt like I was in love at first sight.' the man muttered continuously looking at Alira.
Got a look like that Alira felt uncomfortable, groggy, and also afraid.
'Why does he see me? Lest he's a bad guy keep wanting to kidnap me and ask for a ransom money papa kayak in those movies?' Alira's mind was everywhere. Maybe the effect of most watching drakor so digress.
"I know, my name is Farhan." A man named Farhan extended his hand in front of Alira. "Whose name are you?"
Alira did not immediately accept nor did she answer, but instead saw a gradual hand in front of her.
'Gue must be careful. Could it be fitting I received his hand he took out the gun and kept my nyandra? I have to be careful?' Alira nodded again. Both of his eyes were combing around and the place was quite crowded so he could shout for help if the man messed with him.
Alira is not the type of girl who is easy to meet with men even, her boyfriend is just a little of it almost all her college friends or high school friends first.
"Oh, sorry." Farhan pulled his hand back. It is very unpleasant to be confused even though he only means acquaintance.
Then a moment's silence. Farhan is thinking of finding a way to get to know and be close to Alira.
"What are you ... here again, alone?" ask again. He did not want to give up on approaching Alira.
"Not anymore. I came here as papa," Not to be said arrogant Alira replied as it is, is indeed he went to the same hotel papaanya.
"Oh."
Silence back. Alira finishes cleaning her face and returns the tissue to Farhan, but she refuses.
"That's for you who knows you'll need more."
Alira smiled wryly. Needed again? He didn't even want to cry at all. It's just that his tears sometimes come out on their own without being able to prevent him.
"I live not far from here who knows if you happen to pass you can stop by my house. I live together with my mother. My mother raised me alone" Farhan said without being asked. He seems to have deliberately wanted Alira to know who he is.
Since then Alira was afraid to talk to him. Does he look like a bad guy?
"Elo's father?" alira began to be interested.
"My father died when I was a child, an accident when I was about to cross," he said with a sad look. Even though he was a child at the time, but the memory can still be remembered clearly. His father died before his own eyes.
"Emmm .. sorry, I made you remember the incident."
"Oh, not pa-pa. That's a long time ago, you don't have to apologize. Emmm, so what's your name?"
Alira gave a small laugh as it seemed that Farhan was curious about her name.
"Do you know what?"
"Do you know whose name you are?"
"Alira. Call me Al," replied Alira at last.
"A pretty name as pretty as the person" praised Farhan.
"Gombal" said Alira. Suddenly the atmosphere melted.
Farhan tells a lot about his life that must be big without a father. Farhan also told me how her mother had to fight hard to raise her alone without being accompanied by a husband.
"Your mother must be a great woman, yes, can make you alone," said Alira after hearing Farhan's story.
Alira is speechless, she is envious because Farhan was raised by a mother. Unlike her who saw her mother did not have time.
"Now it's your turn to tell dong, when I keep going?"
"What story?"
"Anything, it must be all about you that's interesting."
"Well, more dreadful," Alira who then accompanied the laughter of the two of them.
Over time they become more and more familiar like old friends. Farhan was able to create a chat to be interesting so that Alira who initially did not easily get along with strangers, especially men, now laughed loosely with Farhan. They did not realize that they were being noticed by a pair of eyes that stood not far from there.
About 20 meters from there, Gus Irham stood with a feeling that he did not know. Is that jealous or what? But in the past he was jealous?
"Iira!"
The call stopped Alira and Farhan's joke and turned around simultaneously.
"You are sought after by your father" said Gus Irham, then glanced at the man in front of Alira.
"Ck, yes, yes," Alira replied annoyedly. "Gue go back, Farhan."
"Eh, wait! She who?" Farhan asked as he glanced at Gus Irham.
"My cousin" said Alira origin by saying her future husband is her cousin. Farhan is just 'oh.
"May I have your number?" ask Farhan again.
Alira nodded. They exchanged mobile numbers. After that Alira immediately went to follow Gus Irham from behind. Alira walked while smiling to herself, not realizing that the man who had walked with her had noticed her.
"Remain smiling to himself?" asked Gus Irham who sounded like a mock. Alira gave a quick glance, but did not answer anything.
"So who? Your boyfriend?" gus Irham asked again, this time it sounded like jealousy. Alira looked again.
"Why? Lo jealous?"
Gus Irham stopped his steps as well as Alira, looked at the girl for a moment, exhaled, then left with wide strides leaving Alira far behind.
"Why are people stiff? That strange?" Alira monologues. He felt strange about Gus Irham's attitude not answering his question.
"Ah bodo is very strange. Gus, wait!"
Alira half ran after Gus Irham who was already far away from her.
While in the park Farhan smiled staring at the screen of his phone. He was looking at a photo of Alira's profile on the green app.
"You're so beautiful, Alira. I think I'm really in love with you" she muttered with a sweet smile. Farhan is determined to pursue Alira's love.
In the parking lot Alira was stunned because it turned out his father had come home and asked Gus Irham to drive him.
"Let's go in!" gus Irham's orders because Alira had only been standing next to the car.
"Bukain," whined spoiled Alira. Gus Irham sighed deeply to dispel his feelings of regret to the future wife who he thought was chatty, bawel, now plus spoiled.
"Mif, we just stay with him. He wants to go home by himself." Gus Irham who was already sitting next to Miftah immediately told him to run his car immediately.
"Eh wait!" Angrily then walked in and sat in the backseat with her manyun lips. Seeing that both corners of Gus Irham's lips were pulled to the side to form a thin smile.
"It's funny that he's craving again" he muttered unconsciously, but Miftah could still hear.
"Yes, Gus, what's wrong?" tanyakanya.
"It's nothing, you street splinter!"
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