Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
S2 Chapter 9 – I'm Sorry You

“Lo what is here?! Where's harry?” asked Viani who was almost panicked when she saw Vincent sitting next to her while carrying a glass of soda and two boxes of hotdogs in her hands. “Why are you so here anyway?!”

“Harry under tuh,” replied Vincent. His chin pointed at the pair of young people who were sitting in the seat of F. Harry and Hannah were sitting there.

The irritated Viani stood up and was about to leave, but Vincent immediately blocked the hand. “Where to?”

“Rome ..”

“Vi, don't do that ..” Vincent blocked Viani's arm and tried to pull her to sit back in her chair. The girl sat down and threw her face away from Vincent. “Gue no evil intentions kok .. Gini aja ... we watch, and you can assume I do not exist.”

Viani took her soda and drank it without looking at Vincent. But he could not lie to that sense, if until now, the vibration is still there.

The film is halfway through, while Viani's heart is increasingly tormented on questions that only Vincent has the answers to. He couldn't help but talk to the man.

It was glimpsed that Vincent who turned out to be also stealing a look at him. “Vin ..”

“Hm?” There was a sound of a straw on the soda he drank.

“Gue can it?”

“Just ..” Vincent turned his head, looking straight at the round brown eyes that made him always melt.

“Why donolongin me?”

There was a long pause along with their unbroken gazes. Vincent tried to find the right words but hesitated, considering his statement of feeling the other day was rejected outright by the owner of the heart.

“Lo know my own reasons, Vi ..”

“Why should you be punished? Didn't you make it back?”

Vincent smiled and took off his gaze from Viani. “Ngot. Because our lesson schedule is usually my first class, just finished it directly elo.” class schedule

“Oh .. as it turned out ..” Viani nodded and returned her focus to the movie being watched, on Benedict Cumberbatch's overly white face with flushed nose and lips, some people have a severe allergy to seafood.

The film was three-quarters of the way and they were still silent. Viani couldn't guess the contents of Vincent's head that looked so serious. Either on the film or on their still awkward relationship.

He ate the hotdog that Vincent gave him until it ran out and closed the film today with one last sip of soda he drank.

Slowly, the lights were turned on. But none of them stood up when everyone was lined up like ants smelling sugar. The man was still in his place.

“Eng .. Vin ..” Viani touches Vincent's arm until he turns his head. “Film is up.”

Vincent flicked his eyes around him, there were still many people waiting in line to come down. “Wait a little quiet, let not insist .. You are not in a hurry, right?”

Uh! When did the call change? The last time Viani put me on you ended up in a friendzone by Harry.

But, to be honest, Viani didn't mind. As if that was a hint that it was likely that tonight would be longer, Viani leaned back until the cinema was a little quieter.

“Ayo,” take Vincent.

Vincent walked first followed by Viani who was only one step away from him. But when Viani was about to reach the last rung, Viani sneakers stepped on the discarded plastic bags of the audience in place, and.

Reflexes, Vincent turns around and instantly catches Viani's body, preventing the girl from plunging into an unaesthetic pose. Viani also reflexively landed her hands directly on Vincent's chest.

When the euphoria of surprise was gone, Viani, who had just realized the closeness of their faces now, could not help the shame that made her cheeks meet pink. Vincent's chest on his palm felt so warm. So contrasted with the heartbeat of the man who is increasingly crazy, not much different from his current self.

“Neither.”

Vincent glanced at his watch which showed at 7 p.m. “You to bakery branch have my Mama? Not far from here, you can walk. There is not only bread and cake, there is heavy eating as well. We can all dinner.”

Viani follows wherever Vincent leads her. They came out of the cinema area and prepared for a zebra cross filled with many vehicles passing by. As soon as the green light for the pedestrians lit up, they crossed the road together.

Whether this has been a reflex the number of times, Vincent immediately grabbed Viani's hand, while his head turned to the right and left, remaining alert even though the vehicles were all stopped until they reached the other side safely.

The hand did not let go of Viani until they arrived at a cafe owned by Erika managed by Store Manager named Dini, who was seen helping employees serve customers who came and went.

“Eh, there's Ko Vincent,” said Dini when he saw Vincent and Viani enter through the front door. “Mau dinner huh? On the balcony or—“

“Balkon aja, Brother. Sorry ngerepotin ..”

“Ck! Selow, Ko ..” Early then whisper, “Cemewew yes, Ko?”

Vincent's ear was pointed at his lips, telling Dini to be quiet and not interfere.

“Safe! Dini will be quiet,” Dini chuckles and immediately follows them up towards the balcony, serving the order of the teenagers who look timid the cat until they are both full.

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At 8 p.m., Vincent and Viani were already in a taxi. They still lack conversation until now, and that silence makes Vincent feel lonely.

Viani did not ask him to speak until they were dropped off by a taxi at the door of the quiet complex. The man asked the driver to drop off some distance from Viani's house, deliberately wanting to buy time, who knew Viani wanted to say something.

They walk in tandem. Vincent's hand goes into the pockets of St. baseball varsity jackets. Louis Cardinals playing with a marble inside. He was obviously nervous right now. Nervous waiting whether his feelings avenged tonight or zonk.

Vincent is too embarrassed to talk. He hesitated, on Viani's almost illegible flat face. Curiosity also makes the prestige loose. If not now, when will he have a chance? He has to say something before tonight becomes a wasted night.

“Vi ..” call him with doubt.

“I'm sorry you ..”

Vincent paused in place, linking his eyes to the dark brown round eyes that were now looking at him with a shy blush. His face was drenched in the dim light from the street lights, making the girl look strong and fragile at the same time, an expression that Vincent really liked.

“Do you still like me?” ask Viani again. The girl was also actually in a half-dead nervous state, as hard as she could muster her courage so that this moment did not pass by.

Vincent's lips, which were initially clenched, became open because of the words that just flowed from Viani.

"What makes you think I'll stop liking you?"

Without waiting for Viani's answer, Vincent lets his instincts move, summarizing Viani's face with both hands and peeping red lips that still question his affection for the girl.

Their eyes were closed at the whirring of blood being pumped all out in each other's bodies. Until the kiss happened more than once. It was soft, warm, and made them forget that they were in an open space.

“I love you,” the three most touching words from Vincent's lips came out. Her net locked Viani's eyes, trying to find the answer behind the beautiful brown.

Viani moistened her lips that had dried. And with a faint smile, he responded to Vincent who had been patiently waiting. It was time for the man to know his heart.

“I also love you ..”

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