The Childish And The Beast

The Childish And The Beast
#20 When and Will


One month. Thirty days. The seven days are multiplied by four weeks.


Long, and not long. This debated and contested project could finally stabilize. And the person in charge was already very confident that everything would be fine.


So this week he plans to give up all his work. Tired that is released by keeping just one sheet. It could be that the interior exhibition lights up on itself.


Unbefitting himself, he got into the crowd of shopping malls.


Quite alone, he stepped definitely into the mall hall that was in the middle of it. Brochures, banners, even mall speakers have talked about this event.


No lie, Adira is excited with a face that is no different than usual.


One, two, three. Hours have passed just looking at the various designs in the various small corner.


Lots of wishful thinking and ideas. He just chose to put it in his little book. However, time goes by. This woman should move on for at least lunch.


‘What do you want to eat today?’


Adira's mind is still divided. Variations that do not visit less certainly make confused women who ‘glorify’ this food.


He's speechless. Not because of confusion, but because his ears hummed the voice of someone.


Not amazing, but the stage was still higher than the mall floor point. Draw one eye and the other eye. To one point, Ananda was singing.


Stiff behavior Adira is indeed not a pair with Nanda. Earth and sky are far away when asked. But if the earth could stare at the sky, and the sky enveloped the earth. This woman can guarantee that Nanda's voice does not disappoint.


He enjoyed it even though he was waiting by the stage.


Ananda just took the stage with three songs. His sparkle and heart spirit approached the boss.


“Happy~ Can see Dira fitting holiday~”


“Do not start.”


Nanda chuckles, “There's a graze?”


“Visiting the exhibition,” Adira choose directly to the core destination it is waiting here, “What do you spare? I want to go to lunch. You want to come?”


Nanda could not believe his ears. Forced however, Dira is the type of woman who rarely smiles, exaggerating when the invitation often comes out of her mouth.


Nanda plays a finger on her chin, “Let me guess, not a date?”


“Not.”


Looks something sentence appeared to the top of this man's mind pile, “Hoh! Is it because Dira is overwhelmed by my singing?”


“You want to come or not?”


“Why not want?” Nanda perverted that one-strap backpack, “I'm gonna have to know what a non-dating reason is.”


Adira rolled her eyes, “Because you accompanied me to Mr. Hadyan's house yesterday.”


Call Nanda's head if he smiles, “That's free.”


“That's free,” is not happy, this woman drove to the group of people who browse the mall, “Ayo.”


“Eat where we~” he still teases his boss, “Five star restaurant that does make two people?”


Dira can indeed finance for two people to eat to a luxurious place. But rather than seeming to build the atmosphere that this man would joke about, Dira would rather take him to the children's place.


A place that today is chosen by many parents....


“Pizza Jame,” determines already the brave step.


“Yah...,” as hard as that his laugh was held, “Gak romantic really.”


“That's the goal.”


“I was rejected again kah~?”


“Iya.”


Air conditioner that is not visible on the mall wall. The coldness accompanies the hand of Nanda who chooses to button his shirt while cheap will laugh. The companion book that is still in Adira's hands remains unshaken with increasingly tough steps.


That silence made Adira enter her book. While the shiny black eyes of this man looked from the tip of the hair of the Adira.


Back bag sling macrame to the back of Adira's body, “There's nothing you can talk about other than just looking at me?”


“Dira sweet, how dong?”


“What else now?”


“What?”


“You know it's just you who say things like that to me.”


“Please react like any other normal person. What are you doing like that for?”


“Dira who doesn't believe~ I told you I like Dira. It's a very normal reaction.”


Adira felt the wrong move. He coughed a little and said it clearly, “You are right. I shouldn't have responded. Your normal is absurd to me.”


“Ye, really. The proof is that I always wear pink clothes. Cute not sih~?”


Dira, he looked at his own clothes. He didn't really notice what clothes he was wearing. The small flower garnish is a sweet baby pink. But basically the shirt is white.


“Thank you, I make sure will not use pink again.”


Nanda scowled, “Ye, who people say don't be horrified. Life is not just making others happy~”


Nothing came out of the woman's mouth. This time Nanda uttered a sentence that was no joke. He agreed.


This woman is grateful to have reached her destination.


What a recommendation for a place to eat children. Many parents who bring minors, are free to run even at the entrance. Adira chose to go to a balcony that is somewhat quieter.


Both choose their preferred topping. And wait, though silent in the middle of the whole bustling pizza restaurant.


“Stop looking at me,” Dira chose to play with her book and picture pen.


“No want~”


Dira sighed and continued his doodling. He thought for a while just looking for a topic to talk about.


Oh.


“Do you really work a lot?”


His mouth is open slightly between the backs of the hands that are resting his chin gracefully, “I will be loyal to Pancarona kok~ Quiet~”


“That's not what I mean. I just think if you have a job at the mall, you could be clashing with another schedule.”


“One call work only. My work is not a long contract like Panca.”


“Everything concerned with music?”


“Because I'm good there?” Nanda caught another problem, “What Panca can't be?”


“No. There are no such terms in the employment contract.”


Nanda piled both his hands and his cheeks on the table, “But if you want to focus on being a singer. I think I should get out Panca. Yes if you make a release already to-cover.”


Adira certainly has more heart than her subordinates think. He felt very satisfied with his work that he managed to bring according to his hobby. But many are not so lucky. Including this guy.


“Do not trouble yourself. Even if you have a successful release, it does not mean you can survive,” Adira sighed.


What it says, clearly describes about Pancarona. The place he had built and maintained until now.


Honestly, Nanda did not like the way Adira thought this time.


“Who knows, once released, you will instantly fall. Successfully debuting does not mean there are no more problems. I often hear the singer managed to make one more trend, but not heard after. Competition can be very... Unexpected. Especially you.”


“Your point is?”


Adira catches Nanda's voice which is not as relaxed as usual. That sounds weird. It was like seeing a suddenly moody spirit child. Awkward, but continued talks by Adira.


“For example, qnda still works in Pancarona. Then Pancarona supports in your hobby. Maybe it could help like funding a release. So you still have a job even though how the results will be,” Adira paused, “Masih. What do you think?”


Nanda's eyes opened, unable to get angry at him. No, Nanda's little heart was pinched. He seemed to realize that he had been given advice based on his concerns this woman.


It was Adira's personal wish. And this is just an indeterminate sketch of Adira's mind. No more than a first-time opinion issued to someone else. What turned out to be the first to hear was this free man.


Adira does not like the change in Nanda's expression that is like hearing something stupid, “Please. Shit alone is better than you quiet like that.”


“I'm not mocking,” Nanda tilted her gaze, “Where did you say it...thank you?”


Again he does not understand, “For?”


“If Dira, really want to make it, I will be very helpful,” he leaned his head, and smiled, “Please do that. Thank you~”


Dira again mute. He chose to return to play with pen and paper while waiting for an order that never came.


“Aa, Adira!”


This woman noticed someone stopping by the side of the table.


Jerk him up to his feet, “A, dad?”