Sharing Love: Love Location
Disillusioned

The longer the wait, Jayden fans are not getting run out, even more. From one person to another comes to change.

Delia finds it impossible to meet Jayden at this time, she finally decides to leave Jayden. But before that, he had to pick up his bag which he had stored on the chair which was in front of Jayden.

Following the line-up of fans, Delia tried to grab her bag without anyone noticing, except Jayden of course. Just as Delia was walking beside Jayden after picking up her bag, Jayden held Delia's wrist. Delia's steps stopped. He glanced at Jayden who was still focused on smiling at the fans. Delia attempts to release Jayden's hand, but to no avail. Jayden's hand held tight.

The fans don't realize it. They focused on Jayden's handsome face which they usually could only enjoy on the glass screen, no one noticed his hand in which direction.

But it didn't last long. Suddenly a woman came from behind Jayden. Bumped Delia's body until Jayden's hand was released. Delia staggered slightly, but she then immediately rebalanced herself.

Jayden realized it was already going to help Delia, but the hand movements of the woman who had just come stopped him.

“Honey, long wait?” the beautiful woman in a dress suit over her pink knees sat in front of Jayden in the chair that Delia left behind.

“Star?” Jayden is confused as to why the Stars are here.

“Sorry friends, please give us privacy to eat first, later the photos we continue. Please ... I'm a really big laper.” The stars talk to the fans.

As if understanding, the crowd finally dispersed.

“Bi, why are you here?” jayden asked, whispering a little.

The star leaned his body towards the front, then said no less slowly, “nolong you.”

“I don't need help, I was—“ Jayden turned left and right, looking for the whereabouts of Delia. There ain't!

“Come Jay, I know you're having trouble getting out of your crowd of fans right?”

Jayden ignored the Star's words, picked up the phone he had placed on the table, and tried to contact Delia. However, before he managed to contact him, a message had already entered first from his wife.

[I'm into the wait at the timezone, Jay]

[Eat something first, you say hungry right?] reply Jay.

[OK] reply Delia briefly.

[Sorry it has to be like this, baby, I'll be there soon. Love U] read, but not reciprocated.

“Jay, save your phone. You don't appreciate food,” says Bintang.

Jayden kept his phone. Ready to act to be a good boyfriend. Bintang feed with salmon kazan sushi and takoyaki cheese that Jayden had ordered to Delia. Even the stars enjoy it.

Delia turned around, not wanting to see any longer the intimacy Jayden showed with the Stars.

God, why would I be in such a situation? Inner Delia.

It feels like he is happier living with simplicity but he can be with Jayden anytime and anywhere. He could hold Jayden's hand as he pleased. No one will notice it.

But Delia strengthened her heart. It won't be long. Without him knowing it, the damn contract was about to expire. Delia will be free to meet and be with Jayden forever.

Delia stepped back. His current goal is to head to the timezone area, in line with his original goal. Waiting for Jayden there.

He top up his member card before going deeper. Try some games while waiting for Jayden to arrive.

More than 15 minutes waiting, Jayden finally arrived. Delia immediately stood up to approach Jayden, but Jayden did not do the same. He's staying there. Though Delia was sure, Jayden saw it.

Delia took two steps back, then turned around. Jayden approached with the Stars and two of his friends. Slowing down when just behind Delia.

“Sorry dear,” said Jayden softly, but Delia can still hear it in the midst of the crowded atmosphere of the game center.

Not the distance that separates. Jayden and Delia are now in the same place, but not together. What hurts more than being in the same place as your beloved, but not being able to hold her? That was how Delia felt. But again and again, Delia had to be patient with this situation, for Jayden's career.

The rest of the balance on the member card is still a lot, but Delia seems not eager to spend it. For some reason being in his small rented room right now he missed it more.

Before returning home, Delia sends Jayden a message,

[I'm coming home Jay.]

Delia sees Jayden looking at her phone before she leaves. He still hopes Jayden catches up with him as dramatically as in a television drama. But no, it didn't happen.

Disappointed? Maybe so. In the corner of his little heart there must be that taste. Somehow, he wanted Jayden to get out of there, catch up with him, and hug him from behind. Saying love words that make her cheeks blush. But no, until he half stepped into the cab that was about to ride, Jayden did not show up.

Delia gave a rough sigh. Notify the destination to the taxi driver, and lean his head on the back of the seat.

One message came into Delia's phone,

[I'm really sorry, baby.] Read, but not reply.

[Don't forget to eat something, I know you haven't eaten yet right?] Second message from the same number. He still reads, but he does not reply.

Delia decided to put her phone in a bag. He wanted to enjoy his trip to his contract. See the sights of the capital that is always crowded every day.

In the past, when he sat behind Jayden's back on his motorcycle after college, he always hoped that someday Jayden would succeed, and be able to pick him up by car. He no longer needed to feel the heat and rain. But now he misses those moments. The old Jayden, who was always there for him.

Jealousy was suddenly out, along with the song tuned by the taxi driver without permission. That song, the one Jayden performed with the Stars on Valentine's night.

“Pak, can you please turn off the music?” delia's Pinta. His heart just got fucked.

The taxi driver turned off the music and apologized. It does not mean to make the passengers uncomfortable.

“Not wrong father, my mind is in chaos,” Delia said in response to an apology from the taxi driver.

“If I am upset I usually eat a spicy-pedes mbak,” said the taxi driver without question.

“Bapak can be upset too?” ask Delia.

“It is mbak. Especially if I don't bring money. My wife is angry. I'm dizzy mbak.”

Delia smiled imagining it, “terus, what do you usually eat?”

“Eat boiled noodles use a lot of chili, mbak.”

“Waduh, no protest stomach sir.”

“Udah regular mbak.”

Delia smiled her smile once more. Think for a moment, maybe the way the taxi driver used he could try.