Romantic of my boyfriend
Unexpected

Why do some people like to dream or remember sweet stories in the past when the rain came? Some blame the rain when the stamped memory is unpleasant, cursing and hating the rain. Did you know that rain is not wrong? It is not his will to come when you are sad. Not his will to come bring your memories back. So stop blaming the rain, because the rain is not to blame let alone hate.

“What-what's this writing? Ugly.”Nares commented on Alana's latest post about rain on Instagram. “The sentence is ugly @itsreinalana you are not suitable to be a writer, do not need poetic jokes.” he added again.

Nares laughed satisfied. Ah less satisfied actually. But he did not lie, Alana's writing was not good, it seems. Actually Nares just do not like Alana writing things that smell like fiction because since Alana wrote, the girl so often sleep less. And Nares doesn't like it.

Back to his own state. Nares was sitting alone in Ratukafe, waiting for someone to return his phone. Before coming here, Nares had already told Tian to tell the person about Nares's characteristics when he came to the cafe. Nares has no other phone and has no intention of buying a new one. So she was grateful that her phone could come back.

Nares was watching the rain fall when someone came knocking on his desk. Nares' eyeballs nearly popped out if only he could not control his shock. He cleared his throat to restore his almost strange-looking facial expression.

“There can be helped?” nares asked trying not to let out a big smile.

Instead of answering, the man, Satria sat in front of him casually. “So you are the owner of the phone? Nares?” Satria pushes Nares' cell phone closer. “Yeah? Your name is Nares, if I don't remember incorrectly.”

Well he remembered my name, sodara-sodara. Nares' cry was overjoyed in his heart, almost spoken by his mouth. Clearly he remembered, the slovenly girl who came to the office didn't take a shower. Then the negative side of his brain came to comment making Nares smile wryly.

“Why?” ask Satria astonished.

Nares shook his head quickly. “Still yes, already want to bother returning.”

Satria laughed softly making Nares gobsmacked. So is this how it feels to see a loved one laughing and smiling up close?

“If you do not have it must be returned dong,” Satria laugh again. “If I knew it had his friend Dinda, surely I would love him to give it back.”

“Ah, yes,” answered Nares briefly covering up his disappointment.

“Why?”

“Because I can so meet you here.”

Seriously? Nares did not know how the color of his face, which he knew felt so hot. He did not expect that Satria's simple sentence could have such an impact on him. Satria didn't mean to fight, did he?

“Ah, sorry I have to go. My business is still not finished,” said Satria suddenly. And Nares spontaneously held Satria's hand.

“I ... thank you.” said Nares nervously, aware of his sudden action and let go of Satria's hand. “Maybe I can treat you next time as a thank you.” Nares wanted to hit his own mouth that was already presumptuous. “Ah, even if you don't mind.”

“Sure.” Satria thrust his phone, “write your number, once I have time, I will call.”

In the spirit of Nares typing his mobile number on Satria's mobile phone. A fool with Dinda who may have had a special relationship with Satria. He doesn't care. Sometimes opportunities like this don't come twice. After all he knew, Satria was unmarried, so still free to approach.

Satria smiled receiving her phone. “See you soon, Nares.”

Smile it again. It feels like Nares is about to faint right now. Nares accompanied Satria's departure with his widest smile.

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