Swipe You, Swipe Me
The Page of Sword and Page of Cups

Genta's phone last night intended to take Tara to dinner, but not just the two of them. Genta briefly tells that his friend is getting acquainted with someone from the same application to bring them together.

"So tonight the day after tomorrow you're accompanying your friend on a blind date?" Tara pulled out the hair on her forehead as a result of being blown by the night wind. After a heavy rain last evening, the midnight sky is clear even though the moon is hiding somewhere.

"You can say that, accompany me?"

"Mm," Tara has no real promise, but she doesn't want to say it right away. "I'll hear you again. But you sure you're gonna go on your friend's blind date? Later even his friend interested you."

"You scared?" sounds tempting from across.

Tara laughed, "i'm just afraid of cockroaches."

"Are you sure you're not afraid of losing the most handsome man in the intergalactic universe?"

Tara's laughter broke but was held back. He was afraid of waking up people in this house and this was in Kiara's house.

"I'm glad to hear your laughter, finally." he cleared his throat on the other end of the phone. "May your laughter not fade too soon."

Hearing Genta's words, Tara recalled their last meeting. "Gen, I'm sorry for that time..."

"Which one?" he was silent for a while thinking. "Ah," Genta recalled the moment Tara got out of the car without saying anything more to her. "No problem, it seems like I was like that when I was with my ex" he added with a small laugh.

"Yes, it's just that I'm thinking," Tara exhaled.

"That's a trivial thing, Tara. I almost forgot. If I was offended, I wouldn't be this happy to hear your laughter, that's all" Genta said.

Tara's heart rippled. The night wind seemed to dramatize his mood until he had goosebumps, hugged his body with his hands that were free to withstand the cold. However, his heart was clearly warmed.

"Well, it's twelve o'clock past, I think I should go to bed." said Tara.

"Would I pick you up tomorrow?" genta. Sometimes Genta picks him up but still with Tara's approval. Because their relationship is still limited to friends, Genta thought.

"I was staying at Kiara's place, anytime. Good night, Gen..."

"Night, Tara."

Tara was afraid that she and Genta would be a mosquito repellent for her friend. That reason is also the possibility Genta invited him. He does not want to be a mosquito alone.

Tara looked at the fervent Vanka with her phone and the food in the stone bowl touched only a little.

"You want a bribe cave?" tawar Tara's.

"May," Vanka replied without taking the attention off her 'handheld friend'.

"Jeez Vanka, eat first" Tara pulled the phone from the girl and put it down. "You can go on later."

"Duh, again exclaim," he whined asking for his phone back.

"What the hell, anyway?" at a glance Tara looked at the screen of the phone, only visible the writings of the message. He was then taken back by Vanka. "The game?"

"Well, it's weekends, there's no game time," Vanka typed a few sentences and kept her phone at the table. It scoffed at jokes before scooping up its food.

"Your food is that funny?" Tara glanced at the Vanka stone bowl which only contained the bibimbab as she had eaten earlier.

"Don't tell me Berryl sent a nasty video," Tara narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Sue, stop," Vanka smiled. "So soon he'll have breakfast again."

"Tomorrow the child" Tara bobbed her head. "Who knew his grandpa was suddenly aggressive right?" Tara laughs.

"Your head was*************," Vanka grabbed and laughed with Tara.

Tara had been enjoying her menthol cigarettes while thinking whether she accepted Genta's invitation tonight. Earlier this morning Genta had informed his place which was none other than Rooftop Bar. He thought about taking Vanka on a blind date but it would be a lot stranger. Or whether he should take Kiara, but he must have been busy with Danang. His updated status this morning described the two of them having breakfast together.

But it is indeed strange to attend a blind date from a blind date friend. You understood? Tara is not either.

"Van, ntar malem to Rooftop yuk," Tara ran out of sense finally trying to invite it first.

"Gua wants to go too..." Vanka stopped his words. "To some extent the cave's intent, so you can't go to Rooftop" he concluded. Then go back to devouring his last feed.

"Last you took the cave there," Tara pretended to frown.

"Yes, ntar malem has a special agenda, darling," Vanka untied his hair.

The wavy jet-black hair fell down framing half of his body. Her tight white shirt looks much more sexy than when she tied her hair. Lighted a cigarette and exhale the smoke strongly upwards. That's what Tara likes about her co-worker, a free character. No one tied him up in anything. Know what she wants and how to get it. As for him, Even when many people find out he smokes, not as bold as that he exhales in a flashy way.

"Ok, fine," Tara exhaled back the white smoke that refreshed her mouth. "the cave dutifully went to people's blind dates."

"I mean Lo?"

"Yes, Genta's friend has a blind date, making sure he. Si Genta ngajak cave," explained Tara.

"Keep you're in a cave? Don't you guys make it up, Tipsy's with Ndud?" he flicked the ash on the ashtray. "It's like it's not a blind date."

"Well, dunno. How weird Genta's friend is."

***

"Bye, sist," Vanka passed through the cubicle and disappeared before Tara turned her head to see only the scent of her perfume.

"Oh my God, the boy's door is coming" Tara looked at her watch. There is no harm in him going with Genta even though he can imagine how clumsy it will be.

Open a message window for Genta and type a short message.

Genta, I'll go with you.

***

The wind stroked his face which he accidentally closed the glass helmet. Samar, a masculine smell mixed with the sun due to activities outside the worker, out of the rider's body in front of him. That night the star-studded sky drove them a few blocks from the office. Seeing that the man's hair poking at his neck had already made his heart rise to the neck.

He had long since felt an unstoppable overflowing feeling. He almost wanted to loop his hands around the man's waist but he could stand it. He also wondered why only this time he seemed to hold all feelings for himself.

After the next turn, the motor slows down and will enter the parking area.

"Lo get down first, wait here and get tired of the road from the parking lot," the man sniffed his head showing the parking area in the basement.

"Ok," He came down from the top of the bike.

The man reached out his hand and opened the helmet. Every now and then their eyes met and the man smiled sweetly. Oh my God, he's wrong!

"But, yeah," he took the helmet. "Wait for me."

A man and his motor vehicle were swallowed by the basement parking lot. Remove small glass and ensure the location of the solution remains perfect. But he decided to spiked a little of his red lipstick and hurriedly stuffed it into the bag.

The sound of steps behind him approached, "come on."

Vanka nodded, "i love mess potato here."

"Lo comes here often?"

"Duh, don't ask me, Will," said Vanka.

They walk towards the entrance, William opens it for Vanka and lets him in first.

"Good night, how many people?" ask the receptionist as they enter the dining door. As soon as the sound of lo-fi music flowed, the voice of tenor Michael buble faintly sounded from within the music.

"For four," William answered immediately. Vanka threw a questioning look at the man who was only winked.

"Up!" answer's short. Then the receptionist changed with another receptionist to stand guard at his desk waiting for the next guest. The two of them walked up to the first receptionist who delivered them to the table on the upper ground. Even without the help of receptionist, Vanka used to look for his own table. This place is like his third home in addition to his parents' office and home.

"It's the menu, "The receptionist named Melka put a synthetic leather-coated menu book on their table. He turned over two glasses of glass and filled them with mineral water from the pitcher he was carrying. "You want a message or..."

"We'll see, yes, Melka" Vanka replied.

"Well, I'll wait near the stairs down, just call later after wanting to order." Melka took off their table.

"Lo ga said the four of us, gua thought it was just the same," Vanka leaned over and hissed from behind the menu book in his field.

"The cave wants to know you as a good friend of the cave, because of the poison he cave finally made an account at SwipeLove and found you there, Van," he explained.

"Well, the cave thinks we can spend the night quite alone," Vanka raised his eyebrows indifferently.

"Do you think?" ask William.

"Nope," yeah! vanka said in her heart.

"Lo the first girl who inexplicably wanted to go straight to the cave friends," he gulped a little mineral water.

Vanka noticed that the man's jaw going up and down made him swallow his own saliva. A two-day shaving scar was seen all over William's jaw, holding him to his full might so that his hand - sometimes irreverent - did not stroke it. Jeez, the thought of his hand touching the young man's chin alone made his face hot. Even though the breeze of Jakarta at night cannot be said to be a warm wind even though the heat of Jakarta during the day clearly invites you to immediately want to tanning. The temperature of the night was enough to make the fur bristling because it was cold. Vanka knows what makes him this bright, the man in front of her feels as hot as the sun that burns her.

"Lo ga means cave matchmaker right?" his tanyanya eliminates nervousness.

"Yes, no! Though the cave is usually, um, Ta!" he shouted at someone far behind them. "Here!"

***

"Table in the name of Willian," Genta uttered to the receptionist.

"Come, I'll take you. This way," the resto clerk was heartbreaking and they were both trailing like ducklings.

"When you don't have to use the services of the receptionist, Gen. I memorized the death of this restaurant," whispered Tara.

Genta scowled and lowered his body slightly in order to whisper in Tara's ear, "let alone. Their jobdesc is that, we must appreciate when they do the task. Who knows, my friend ordered a special table that you don't know."

"Ih, ngaco," Tara hit the arm slowly. Genta just chuckles.

Just a few steps they were tracking down the synthetic grass installed on the second floor of the Bar & Resto Rooftop, someone called them from his desk.

"MA!"

"Ah that's Wilun," Genta responded. Face radiant. "Sir, thank you for not getting between again."

The one who called out waved from his desk. Across from the man sits a sweet woman who must be his blind date. Getting closer to the table, the woman finally stood up to follow Genta's best friend and turned around. Tara was surprised as well as she was, Vanka.

Surprised they both are not realized by the man around them who coolly clapped in the style of brotherhood that seemed long before meeting. Tara shared a question through her expression that was only answered by gesture on Vanka's face 'to just follow the game'.

"This must be his name, Tara," William reached out. "Williams. A lot of stories about you."

"Oh, I almost thought the name lo, Wilun, was right" Tara welcomed William's hand. "Well, so tell me what Genta said about the cave is just like you."

"Siake lu make mentioned Wilun," upset at Genta. "Relax, the story is good, really," William winked one eye at the theme.

"No effect of your wink to the cave, lun," murmured Genta.

"Eh, come sit down," William automatically moves next to Vanka and invites his two guests to sit opposite them.

"Ta, this is Vanka. Vanka he's my best friend, Genta and next to him..." William glanced at Tara asking for a hint of her status.

"Friends close," Tara cleared her throat.

"Tara, the deception of Genta. They also met in the application, you know," explained William.

Yes it is, the cave that means children to download the application, said Vanka in his heart.

Tara and and Vanka exchanged 'hi' and shook hands. Right how he felt and thought these two days, this meeting would definitely be clumsy. Plus in front of him turned out to be his co-worker who today behaved strangely. Clumsy second rank.

William calls Melka who is still faithful waiting at the end of the stairs table to order food, while they wait for the food comes a discussion about William's work as a radio broadcaster at one of the youth stations in Jakarta. His voice sounded familiar and soft.

"The cave airs on the morning show anyway, so after ten if again there is no side job for MC ya most stale cave," said William while cutting his Sirloin steak.

"Really?" Tanya Tara and Vanka.

"Well, bro, sorry, I think the cave won a lot" he said. "Yes no, ledies. Kidding."

"Ga will you win a lot, Wilun," Genta scoops a big lasagna straight into his mouth because bete hears the arrogance of her own best friend.

"Good, you will be a morning person for Vanka," said Tara while scooping rice karage seasoning ricanya.

One table was silent and looked at Tara, who was seen feeling a sudden silence lifting her gaze from her plate to her dinnermate tonight.

"There's something that I lost the clue between you both?" William put down his cutlery.

At first glance, Vanka who makes a subtle ring and his face tightened, he understood.

"Sometimes women like it hard to be a morning person. I don't know what Vanka does either" Tara glanced at Vanka with a calm expression.

"Ah, you're not a morning person, dear?" william asked as he squeezed Vanka's hand under the table.

Vanka suddenly pulled his hand in shock, not because he did not like it, but the burning effect of the man still exploded all over his body.

"Ah, actually said Tara, I'm not a morning person, btw," Vanka confirms Tara's point which is true. How Tara doesn't know even they met and day.

"I'll not try to make you a morning person but you're gonna be one if you let me be with you," William scrunched up.

"Be careful, Vanka. There's a lot of poison on him" Genta laughed.

"Your monkey must be guarded, yes" said William and they laughed together through the night.

***

"Can we do it?" Tara stopped her activity from affixing lipstick that faded from eating.

"What, beb?" Vanka closed her lisptik and closed her lips so that the lipstick was evenly distributed. Then his twisting leads to Tara.

"Lo, William, dating? Berryl?" Tara is still thinking about Vanka's official girlfriend.

"Well, the cave hasn't been told to the elo," Vanka put a lipstick on his bag. "Or no chance more precisely. Lu again yesterday and Berryl udh moved to Holland, today exactly 3 weeks."

"Yes, but you don't need to break up" go after Tara.

"We ain't officially broken up anyway, beb. Just cave and Berryl know our relationship is not more than FWB, friend with benefits. We don't feel like 'playing' in this relationship. After all, learning from someone that LDR is difficult" Vanka folded his hands on his chest.

"Nyindira?" lyric Tara then continued the activity of his lipstick.

"Gonna told you after this" said Vanka. "Udah yuk, that's beautiful."

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William (Mada Emmanuelle - bassist for The Overtunes)

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