The Fake Friend In Silence
ABHIAN'S DUTY

"Know rich?" Salwa murmured in the heart.

With courage, he looked back.

It turned out that Abhian, Salwa then snorted resentfully to condemn his stupidity. I don't know, careless and shy is a very difficult trait to eliminate.

"You go where the bhi" he complained.

Abhian then chuckled "So there's still some business, just a second" Bhian replied.

Walk forward and then approach Salwa and hold her hand "Come" Bhian said again.

Salwa just complied, she looked up at Bhian's face. It seems that Bhian was having a very urgent business, rarely did Bhian not report at all like that.

Salwa looked up at Abhian's face. According to Salwa Bhian slightly different, what is actually with this bhian face.

Bhian's smile and cursing at a glance was only because of force, Salwa was aware of it. But he chose to silence, not long after Salwa finally curious as well.

He ventured "Emang out of business what bhi" asked Salwa later.

Bhian lowered his head while putting on a questionable face, his eyebrows raised like he was thinking of something.

His eyes blinked "There was this same business as my guidance counselor" replied Bhian.

Salwa was not really sure of Bhian's answer. Actually he was still curious, but Salwa decided not to ask anymore.

They finally arrived.

"You wait there" said Bhian pointing to the long chair beside the wall.

Salwa nodded and walked towards the seat.

Abhian then rushed to order the food as usual. "I'm eating first" Pamitnya accompanied by a steady nod from Salwa.

Once the order was ready, he then walked towards the first table. When passing through the horde Salwa just looked down, while Bhian walked casually with a flat face as usual.

After they sat down, so did Salwa. Abhian's girlfriend just downed her drink, and then she got ready to eat.

Abhian looked at Salwa who was eating. She smiled, and her boyfriend seemed to be really hungry.

Salwa who noticed the gaze then stopped eating. His head looked up to join Abhian's mat

He then only grimaced when his eyes met Abhian's gaze. "Aren't you eating?" Ask Salwa

"Sorry yes, it made you wait a long time" replied Bhian did not connect.

"Sorry later changed the same brown" said Salwa chuckled

They eat without talking to each other.

The atmosphere finally became silent for a while, there was only the sound of spoons and forks clinking.

**

A few hours ago..

Bhian walked leisurely through the corridors of the literary faculty, he would carry out the routine as usual.

Picking up Salwa and going to the cafeteria to eat together, but her leisure steps suddenly stopped, from a distance she could see Salwa.

So Bhian decided to wait for her from the opposite direction. Bhian then pulled out his phone and tried to take a picture of Salwa.

Because he was busy photographing Salwa, Bhian's view only focused into the camera phone.

But Bhian had not finished photographing, he saw Salwa being stopped by someone.

Bhian is not familiar. Only the back looks, though,

Bhian was still paying attention to their interaction. And looking at Salwa's expression again that started to change and it seemed like this was different.

Abhian actually wanted to approach them but not until the foot was stepped. The tall cowo then sauntered away leaving Salwa with a confused expression.

Salwa then continued her footsteps, her mouth looking kamit like she was nagging someone earlier.

Abhian who realized the presence of Salwa who was getting closer instead hid behind the wall. Although narrow, Bhian still decided to hide there and Salwa passed Bhian just like that.

Salwa was away. Now is the time for Abhian to do his job, because he was very curious about someone who confronted his girlfriend earlier.

Nimblely he then came out of his hiding place, running after the tall guy earlier. Looks like the guy hasn't been away yet, so Bhian decides to run before the guy disappears.

Still running he then found the man walking into the lecturer's room in the corner of the building.

Abhian then mangosteen, he can only conclude that Salwa was stopped by the lecturer. There's got to be some business on the subject matter, maybe that's it.

So Abhian decided to turn around to the cafeteria, forgetting not to tell Salwa first.

**

Salwa and Abhian had finished eating. After that they left the canteen and walked through the exit.

I went to the parking lot and decided to go home. Because after the trip, the two of them no longer have classes.

Abhian picked up the bike, Salwa got on and the bike sped away from the campus courtyard.

The highway is still as usual, crowded with the sound of motorcycle horns and cars that are mutually unpretentious.

Although this afternoon, Jakarta is very hot, but there are still many people who are on the move regardless of the hot sun that is shining brightly.

"Jakarta end of the end is very hot huh bhi?" Salwa said with a slight shout.

Abhian nodded steadily as he also felt the same way.

15 Minutes drive they finally reached Salwa's house. The motor stops and Salwa gets off, Abhian then comes down.

He then took off his helmet. Salwa then walked towards the house followed by Bhian behind her, After arriving at the door, Salwa then reached for the key from inside her bag.

He opened the door and entered together. Salwa then turned on the fan inside his house, the end of this Jakarta is really hot.

"The heat is really not karuang gini" complained Abhian then sat in the guest chair.

"I go back first ya bhi" said Salwa "Take a drink" continued Salwa again.

Abhian just nodded in response. Not long after Salwa then came while carrying a tray containing orange-colored drinks, it looks like orange juice.

He placed the tray right in front of Abhian and told him to drink immediately.

Abhian then downed the drink until there was nothing left. According to him, even a fan alone is also unable to make their rage level can be overcome.

"You're gonna end the busy Maghrib, what's Sal?" Bhian asked in between the fan that turned right and left.

Hearing Bhian Salwa's question just shook his head while sipping his orange juice.

Abhian mangosteen "Get out yuk Sal" he said while pocketing a cell phone in his hand.

Salwa glanced at Bhian "Where" Tanya Salwa next

"Where is important not at home" replied Bhian casually.

Salwa then nodded enthusiastically "Jaudah come on, I am also a bit bosen at home continues" Salwa replied later.

The day had started late in the afternoon, the sun was also not like this afternoon. So Bhian decided to go home soon.