SECOND TIME - LOVE IN CASTE
14. NOT AS A PARTNER BUT... (2)

            I really believe now, what would happen if the girls of one server got together and spent time together. One day is like an hour.

Indeed, my besties are not the first time to invite me to gather and

doing things is not important, but I refuse more with various

excuses.

            Sometimes I refuse because I want to rest because of overtime before, sometimes I refuse because I have to overtime too - if it's urgent I go to work on Saturday,

although actually my office is off-peak, sometimes I go with them but only up to half the time, and they can understand

- forced understand.

My life is monotonous and rigid, my thinking is ancient

and my more closed nature than these people supports me always

it is more pleasant to sleep alone in my room in silence

watching the drama alone, crying alone and laughing alone.

"This time, you will not have collected

same us. You must be hooked."

Although sometimes there is Miss at home, but my one sohib seemed to understand me completely, he only let me do what I like if we were at home. And often

when she was about to leave for the cafe, she just sent me a message that she was

I leave or sometimes write

notes in places I might see.

            "Gua departs, the key cave from the outside. Don't forget to eat, the cave is already masakin."

I'm okay about that, but there are certain moments for both of us to sit down and tell stories of fun things,

annoying or dirty things that seem to be joke material. Only

only he understood, he would never ask what reason made me

always shutting yourself off from the people who

type guy.

One time he asked about it and I just gave a glimpse, he

understand that it's not something that should be discussed. Several times he

trying to get me closer to her male friends but maybe she could see my response so she stopped doing that.

"Gua lase dah help loe dapetin girlfriend. Girlfriend make loe but the cave is more frenzied and more spirit, cave spills," he said at that time because again I refused.

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Now I'm with my besties, the little girls who have the motto of life,

 'As long as you can why not?'

'Life only once, so enjoy'

And there are a few sentences that are often called for about pleasure and freedom.

            These people are probably never at the point I've been through. Never wear the clothes of others, never wear the clothes that are shabby, torn

and stamped fabric perca different colors. Never hold back hunger, never

undo the desire for something or something. That's why they

I can say words so lightly.

            "You're so lucky you didn't experience life the way I did,"

my inner.

I looked at those who were joking so loudly, the sound of laughter boomed. I really enjoyed being together today, and I promised myself that I would enjoy this time more often.

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Today also arrived, from last night the human had reminded me not to accept the invitation or make an appointment with my friends.

Mr Jonathan PT. Sagar:

[Don't forget tomorrow, yeah! With friends in cancel or d hold first, they must understand]

I wonder how

the reaction is that I refuse again. Completely give up or still insist. Howsoever

if we try again, we refuse.

"Rather, what reason is suitable for

refused, huh? Or am I pretending to be sick? No-no, it could be true

if that. Immediate overtime?"

I was busy with my thoughts about what I could make an excuse for this time, then suddenly flashed across my mind a picture

his face that was disappointed because it was rejected again, ahh no heart.

Trings

Mr Jonathan PT. Sagaras

[I'm in front of your house]

Whats?? My front?? I haven't had amnesia, as I recall

I don't have my shareloc house yet. How come's? Is he spying on me, is,

to the point that I know where my house is? Replex I look around me, make sure

no hidden cctv. - Drakor-victim

Hahh, my mind is too sophisticated for bad things.

I'll wear it soon

dress my house and make sure nothing goes wrong before I get out and

open the house fence. And sure enough the traveler, the human being of today

looks more handsome than yesterday already standing while leaning on his car

in front of my house.

"Come in, sir," asked me after opening

fence. And what's wrong? He looked at me as if I were a roast

ready to eat.

"I want to take you out!" emphatically.  Did I say no?

"Yes, I'm waiting for a clash, he said

seven, it's only six o'clock by a minute" I replied as I lifted up the tip

He smiled and walked towards me, unceremoniously touching my still raised finger.

"The position is wrong, it should be like this!"

he said while fixing both my fingers to be an extinct symbol, I don't know

that is to say. I just stuck to it and looked once again at the shape of my finger. Isn't that

is this the symbol of the k-popers? Brengggss.

I let him sit on the porch chair and I let him in to get ready but his eyes are loh, do not stop looking at me that way.

Wh why? Want to be given the symbol of lope, right? There's nothing wrong with my clothes, right? I looked again and there was absolutely nothing wrong. This house shirt sticks

beautiful in my body, yes indeed it has been like a circle but it is not torn.

I also have hair so I don't

a lion wakes up.  Time bodo, ahh.

I'm not the kind of girl who prepares to go long, I don't need to dance for hours just to go to dinner with a guy, right? Just sweep a little mekap and comb my hair neatly. I was among the lucky girls who were endowed with thick eyebrows and big round eyes so I didn't need time to doodle my eyebrows and moult my eyes. Enough only thin powder on lipstick or lipgloss I've looked beautiful

- I said that.

I wear casual clothes because I see Mr. Jonathan also dressed casual, denim skirt under the knee paired with a v-neck shirt seems good, if I add my knitting cardingan not pa-pa times well. I turned myself once more in front of the mirror, perfect. Neither do I

too interested in high heels so I just use flat shoes, and ta-da .

like teenagers who are pubescent. I kissed myself in the mirror,

"You're really pretty, Ynara," I told myself,

then walk with a big smile.

I went out of the house and immediately locked the door of my house while talking to the man who looked at me fixedly. He has no evil intentions, right? Please mother, does this man intend to kidnap me?

"Ready to go?" ask him pleasantries but

his eyes are loh, please conditioned, cave new plug know the taste of dah lo.

"Yes, please," I replied formally

as usual if you meet this guy.

Actually tough anyway, all this time we never talk familiar in person. Just a few times over the phone and that

dominated by. I'm not like most girls who get along easily and

easy to follow the ongoing flow. Ohh, how lucky you ladies are. I'm envious.

He was quite gentle, opened the door for me and put his hand on my head.  Hadeh mode, he thinks I don't know how to get in that car

didn't he? I would also be embarrassed if this head sucked your car.

"There's a resto of your recommendation? Or... What do you want to eat?" the question is breaking the silence in the car.

"I go with my father, I eat everything" I replied.

"..... Okay, I hope you like my choice this time, next time you choose, yes!"

Hahaha, I hope this is the last time we eat together, master, my inner self.

I don't know where he'll take me and what to eat, I believe. I don't want to think bad about it.

The worse you think, the more awkward and agitated you are. Remember gais, speech

it's prayer. Even if I don't say anything bad, my mind is

blur. Slowly I suggest to myself, 'he's a good man-he's a person

baik'.

We entered a seafood restaurant that is famous for its meadow saos crab. Good taste too. Not wanting to think bad anymore, I just followed him into one of the rooms in this restaurant.  Turns out he ordered a vip room. Feel like kayaking in romantic dramas. Unfortunately, we cannot be romantic

like in the drama, it's gais. When yes? Ehhh...🤭🤭

Dinner went well and he asked me every once in a while about where I came from, how many brothers I liked, what I liked, and a lot of things about myself and all I could answer. Stripes

just the magnitude, no need to go deep. We're not that close

brotha's..

Until suddenly.....

"I'm not a teenager in puberty and I'm writing words

seduction," he said suddenly, and then continued before me

respond to his words.

"I'm sure you must have understood my intentions and goals all along and now take you to dinner."

"...."

"I want to get to know you more and I want you to know me more than just a partner at the company you work at,"

continued again.

And suddenly reaching out made me confused, I looked around the goods when there was someone else who was suddenly nongol

and act as a penghulu, it can be severe if the sample occurs. Him

sniffing shoulders and raising

his eyes were on his hands that were outstretched before me. And finally I welcome

stretch his hand with a confused look that is very obvious. It's a handshake

for what, anyway? Handover or what?

"I'm Jonathan Sagara, thirty-one years old,

single, normal and have a steady income." Introduce yourself like a man who is convincing prospective in-laws.

I chuckled at the action, "Ynara Ramsey, twenty-seven years." That's all I said, because it was clear

about work, right? if suddenly tomorrow is fired there is no income

stays. Ehh amit-amit, you say your prayers Nara....

He nodded and smiled as he let go of my hand - clawed off anyway-Eh..

"All right, Ynara, in the future whatever I do

please consider, yes!" said again.

I didn't answer, I didn't even know what to answer. I feel like I want to nod. I don't know why my head feels

light and wanting to always nod in front of this man. But...

Didn't I build a giant wall for myself? But, look

his sincerity which was different from the previous few men seemed to be my wall

starting fragile.

Should I open my heart again? What if the thing that used to happen is repeated?