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“Huh.”
Karina gave a rough sigh and slammed her body into the bed after cleaning herself and changing clothes. Today was the last boring weekend of his life. Again he can only pass it by watching films of his collection that he has not had time to watch.
The duration of the film has lasted almost half, but Karina did not listen to it at all. I don't know why he wasn't in the mood as usual.
“Argh! Bosen is sworn. Where Rafa has taken his father home again.”
Karina stretched out her body, staring at the ceiling of her room that remained unchanged, it was still like that until the longer her gaze blurred and finally the beautiful neutrals closed perfectly.
Drrtt .. drrttt ….
The ringing of her phone instantly made Karina jump because the article she just wanted to travel to her dreamland.
“Hmm.” Karina simply cleared her throat while attaching her phone to her ear without opening her net.
“You've eaten?” asked someone from across the street who instantly made Karina's eyes round after hearing her voice.
“Em not yet.” He quickly replied while shaking his head that there was no way someone in that country would know.
“I'll pick you up at home.”
“Ha?”
Click, the phone connection is immediately closed leaving Karina who is still gawking and her own fog. He then immediately ran to the bathroom to clean himself and prepare.
Almost twenty minutes Karina was struggling in front of the mirror, her face was really radiant to add a sweet impression on her face which is now being polished make up, just a simple make up namu is able to make it look fresher.
“Goodbye mattress, sorry well malem this week I can not nemenin you.” Karina muttered as if talking to her bed.
With a carefree heart he grabbed his sling bag and then stepped out and down the stairs slowly.
“Omo!” Karina was surprised when she saw someone sitting on her living room couch when her feet were resting on the last steps. His hand even swiftly gripped the iron handle that was on the side of the stairs to support his shock.
While the suspect only raised his eyebrows while enjoying a drink served for him.
“Udah nyampe from earlier?” Karina asked as she stepped towards him.
“Lumayan, since you picked up my phone.” Azka said casually.
At once Karina gawked and patted herself on the forehead, glimpsed by the circular watch in her hand, in front of the mirror alone she spent almost half an hour, not to mention with the ritual of bathing and wearing it. Karina really could not imagine the fullness of Azka waiting for herself for that long.
“Yuk.” Azka got up and stepped ahead of Karina who was still in her place.
When Karina realized when the fragrance of Azka that was so memorized greeted her sense of smell when Azka crossed her, she immediately pursued the steps of Azka who had almost reached the door of her house.
“Why not say that you came from earlier?” Karina asked as she fitted her seat belt.”
“Emang you will immediately go down and leave?”
“Ya as if I could be more flat, not too relaxed like earlier.”
“It’s okay, we still have plenty of time kok.” Azka answered by staying focused on the street in front of her that looked more crowded than usual.
“Meanway? Where are we going?” Karina had just thought about where Azka would take her tonight after she observed Azka's appearance which looked very casual.
“Eat.” Again Azka only answered briefly without looking.
Karina simply nodded at him with her mouth already rounded to form the letter ‘O’.
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“Sayang.” Faris whispered softly in Aisha's ear as she rubbed the tops of her head.
“Emmm.” Aisha simply cleared her throat in a hoarse-sounding voice typical of waking people, yet she still did not open her eyes.
“Wake up, Brother has made a special breakfast for Ica.”
Aisha opened her eyes and immediately sat down to face her husband after hearing Faris' words.
“Abang has made the pecel?” Aisha asked in surprise, because she remembered how enthusiastic the husband was to make this type of food.
“Udah.” Faris replied casually while pecking Aisha's lips at a glance.
“Morning kiss,” he added with a smile that always makes Aisha more in love of course.
“Kok did not wake up Ica anyway if you want to make pecel?” aisha asked with her lips closed and folded her hands in front of her chest.
‘Well feeling as good as he is ogah-ogahan, why now even tambek tau pecelnya already so?’
“Abang kasian laki Ica kayak drowsy, kan semalem abis staying up late bukain nuts. Yes I have made my own,” said Faris persuaded his wife.
“Emang Brother can?” Aisha asked doubtfully.
“Can dong, aided by Roger sih dikit.”
“Kan already took a shower before dawn,” protest Faris who was actually reluctant to wait because he was impatient to eat the results of his cooking.
“Gerah lah Bang summer gini, where Ica has already slept again.”
“Don't be long, Brother wait in front.” Faris went up and again kissed his wife's lips with anxiety before stepping out.
“Emmm.” Aisha nodded and immediately went into the bathroom after returning her husband's kiss.
“Bini I think the more beautiful the day continues deh,” mumbled Faris with a smile looking at Aisha who has disappeared behind the door.
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Azka parked her car in the yard of one of the cafes that are popular among teenagers lately. Weekend like this of course visitors flock to meet him, lucky Azka has reserved the place so they do not have to worry about not being part of it. And special weekends like this cafe held live music to accompany the visitors to enjoy their night.
“You've been here often?” Karina asked just as a waitress served appetizers for the two.
“Early, but not often,” replied Azka nodding her head.
“This song I dedicate to those of you who still can not make peace with loss, life must continue, rest assured if all will definitely be fine soon.” The singer said before singing the song.
Sewindu is
I didn't hear your voice
I don't see your smile anymore
Which always adorned my day
Sewindu is
You're not by my side
You disappeared from my sight
Don't know where you are now
It's not ready for me yet
Losing yourself
Not able to get away from you
Which is still in my heart
God please help me
Forget about him
All the stories about him made me
She remembers her old love
Turn me
All visitors are fascinated by the song performed by the singer, not even a few of them who carried the atmosphere until accidentally re-nostalgic with their respective stories.
No exception to a man who was now sitting at his desk with Karina, he seemed to close his eyes as if enjoying the song, when in fact the logic is at war with his heart when the scenes with his most beautiful ex are now filling his head. Yes, Azka is currently trying to adjust her emotions so as not to get carried away, because she is currently coming to this place with a different woman.
God please help me
Forget about him
All the stories about him made me
She remembers her old love
Turn me
The song continued to play as if representing the screams of Azka's heart at this time.
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Who hasn't been able to move on like Papa Azka? hehe
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