Not my Man
Weird feeling
Here Alun behaved more gently and looked seriousness on his face. The man's right hand slipped from Muezza's body and stroked the girl's hair while saying.
“The night sky would not be beautiful without the presence of the moon, nor would I. My days do not shine without your presence.”
Deg, Muezza's heart stopped beating and his blood froze. There was no oxygen in his lungs so his breathing was blocked repeatedly.
Whatisthis? Why can't I refuse his embrace? The look in his eyes shattered the fortress I was trying to build, Muezza grumbled regretting that he could do nothing.
In the middle of a friendly situation mixed with awkwardness, they both surprised the arrival of Mario.
“Bro, I—" Mario's voice suddenly interrupts.
Both of them turned to look at Mario who had turned his body.
“Please continue! Sorry to interrupt.”
Sontak Muezza pushed Alun's chest away from him.
“What do you want to get in here?” asked Alun with raised eyebrows.
“Forget not important!”
Mario chuckles to see Alun and Muezza cuddle up like lovers.
After the departure of Mario, Alun came closer.
“How? Does it look good?” His eyes looked down at the embarrassed young girl.
“Already Boss. I'm sure the girl will be rich fish klepek out of water,” Muezza said while tucking in some strands of hair that were detached from the ties.
“Really? Did you feel the same way?” He bowed his head to look at the blushing face of Muezza.
Crickets, what kind of question is this? Gerundel Muezza in his little heart.
“What have you lost your mind?” he was with his hands touching his own head.
Then the girl just left with a pursed mouth. His pace accelerated until Mario frowned seeing this phenomenal, Muezza's mouth-to-mouth rich Mbah shaman increasingly add to the curious man in a shirt Polo Shirt.
It felt like he asked, but he was afraid of disturbing the horse pigtailed girl.
“Basic man error! Not to be out of thought with that jerky attitude!” he slammed his favorite little backpack.
The finished Fenny changed her appearance, glancing full of curious co-workers.
“New comes the emotion,” said Fenny who tied half her hair.
Muezza turned his head with eyebrows that were almost linked.
“Why Mue?” Fanny slipped a flower of jasmine in her hairband.
“There was a crazy man earlier, Brother.” Muezza's mouth throbs.
Fanny followed the direction Muezza pointed, the woman's eyes twinkling to find the figure of Alun standing in the doorway.
The man put his index finger on his lips hinting Fenny not to speak. Muezza who was still unaware of Fenny's departure was still raving incessantly.
“No idea, that crazy guy just now made this heart almost explode. And dia—" As if there was a brake, Muezza's lips clenched slowly and as fast as lightning the girl turned around to hide her face into a locker.
“What the fuck!” grumbled Muezza with a hand that kept hitting his own lips, “basic tuman!” lirih.
The presence of Alun can change the earth's atmosphere, heat hit this employee space. The pace of the man sounded echoing, his style that keeps both hands in the pants pocket adds to the impression of cool and cool permanently attached to the identity of Alun.
“Are you nervous near me?” whispered Alun, her lips almost stuck to the earlobe of the girl.
“Please don't bother me!” pleading while covering both hands.
The plea seemed sincere, but Alun did not want to let go of the girl.
“What if today you don't work, just accompany me!” tease Alun without shame.
“Stop! Please leave here, don't bother me!” muezza's screams couldn't bear to hear the urging of the man in the navy shirt.
The man who used to look stiff, flat had no expression now laughed out loud.
“What makes you laugh, Boss? Am I a clown to be laughed at?” todong Muezza was very upset.
“Hmm.” Alun muttered in order to neutralize the thousands of butterfly colonies inside his crammed stomach causing a tremendous tingling feeling.
Muezza was about to run away from the front of Alun, but unfortunately the girl's forehead hit the locker door made of aluminum zinc so that her forehead bled. Somehow the girl suddenly remembered her father's face.
***
At about 7 o'clock in 40 minutes, Azmi visited Toha at her home. The man arrived there to celebrate while asking for an opinion about his business that went bankrupt.
In addition, he also shared the painful feeling of knowing his sister betrayed him even had to deceive him. Toha, who has been friends with Azmi for a long time, is very well aware of the nature of the man, this is why yesterday he came to his friend to give help even though not completely.
“Yes is sincere! Maybe it's not your sustenance.” Patting Azmi's back while looking down at the friend's face.
“Which people will not be angry and want to give that much money? Sometimes I think that this self is too much sin so it is given trials in such a way.” Azmi regretted all her current circumstances.
“Azmi News!”
Before long a woman in an orange headscarf came out with a tray of two cups of milk coffee.
Toha's wife smiled and then presented the milk coffee, “Please drink!”
“Thank you,” Azmi said without seeing her friend's wife.
The two men again chatted at length accompanied by a cup of milk coffee and a plate of fried bananas. Occasionally they laughed and after silence, it could be ascertained after joking they continued serious talks.
The serious conversation was able to manipulate time so they did not realize that the hands of the clock had shown at 10 past 20 minutes. Azmi ends their conversation and says goodbye, as she exits Toha's house as the night sky pours out water droplets soaking the earth.
“Germist, Az. Are you sure you want to go home now?” tanya Toha could not see her friend rained.
“Pity my daughter more if not picked up soon,” Azmi said while turning on her blind motor machine.
Toha could not hold back his friend, in let Azmi pass away drizzled.
Azmi drives her motorbike at medium speed, when the traffic light turns green, the man does not seem to see clearly. Another biker punched the horn repeatedly to resuscitate Azmi from the daydream.
“Don't be dumb!” shouted a young man in a sports uniform.
Azmi who was aware of daydreams could only nod her head in regret. The man should have lived a beautiful life, but he was unable to think any further as a Range Rover drove at full speed from the left.
Not until twenty seconds, the car managed to hit the motor as well as Azmi's body. Somehow exactly, but the man just felt his body numb.
The rain soaked his face. Slowly fading away all memories, only gray and then dark. After that the man lost consciousness.
While behind the wheel, a woman was only able to stare at the stiff figure of Azmi who was drenched in blood in the middle of a deserted road. The rain was getting heavier, but the woman was still able to see clearly how fresh blood was flowing from Azmi's mouth and nose.
The woman accidentally bumped into him, for whatever sake she dared to swear. However, repeatedly he thought, there was nothing he dared to do. Nothing came into his head.
His entire body trembled with cold sweat, there was nothing he could do but pull the transition backwards and step on the gas pedal deeply. The woman decided to leave the place at full speed.