The Noodle In Love
33. Attention Rush

Satisfied around the mega-wide Batam Botanical Garden, we combed down in a hurry. Because the cloud is thick and the sky is densely colored hanging suddenly.

The weather was a moment ago so bright and bright, quickly replaced with a gray cloud that enveloped the universe of the island of Batam. Hope it doesn't rain, at least until we sit quietly in the car.

"Mas, aren't we going to the parking lot?!" keke exclaimed as Rush walked in the other direction and not into the car seat.

"We'll eat first, Ke. It's raining soon, I don't want you to catch a cold" Rushqi said, swinging his feet nonstop.

"Eat at my house, mas. Let me make it with Lingga. My cooking and lingga are delicious!" keke's exclaiming was trying to attract Rushqi's attention.

"I'm so hungry!" rushqi doesn't care. I sped up my footsteps, not knowing where Rush was going, I chose to walk at the very back.

The small restaurant next to the mosque Batam Botanical Garden is the place that became the target of Rush. A chair with a table inside is an option. May be safe in case of rain at any time. We have been sitting quietly as well.

"Keke, what do you want to eat?" rush asked Keke with a sharp look. He seemed attentive, but also unsettling.

"Wind fried rice topping cheese, sprinkled with green chili and topped with a super wide omelet. Two yes, my mother. Same with Linga," Keke said without burden. It was like ignoring the misty aura of Rushqi.

"Are you sure Lingga wants the same menu as you?" rush asked as he squinted his eyes. He never once looked at me. Only Keke always saw him.

"Yakin dong, my. That is the recipe of Lingga if you make fried rice in the dorm first. I often make it too if I miss him," Keke explained what it is without hesitation.

"Drink what, Ke?" ask Rushqi again to Keke. But this time I did not feel discouraged. Because Rush also had a glimpse of me warmly.

"Drink, the lemon slices without peeling are rather hot," Keke said quickly. However, this time looked at Rushqi for a long time. Keke seemed stunned by the prospective husband who turned out to be very good and patient.

"Cathlon?" ask Rush but just look at Keke.

"That too, Rushqi. Similarly, it was also Lingga's favorite drink in addition to coffee with mixed water," Keke said back cheerful without burden. The real beautiful girl, the tomboy behind her elegant veil, really had no intention of being masked in the slightest from Rushqi

"really? You guys are very familiar apparently," Rush commented flatly. The man waved at the waiter, probably hoping to be served quickly. Then looked at Keke again with an incomprehensible expression.

Keke then turned to look at me awkwardly. Perhaps aware if he was speech release unconsciously. Remember my message but always forget to do it.

I also looked at him with silence. Realize that I am like a living statue that is not being considered. Just sit quietly and listen. The real resignation I am the sample material from the talk of both.

"Keke, what kind of food do you like?" rushqi said quietly to Keke.

Keke looked stunned again with Rushqi's attitude which turned out to be attentive to him.

"Me, I really like rice dagong and bark," Keke replied hesitantly. It seems awkward to say for yourself what you like.

"Do you really like Batam?" rushqi asked gently with her soothing voice.

Keke seemed to nod with the future husband. Rushqi nodded with a smile. The beautiful girl smiled too. Ah, it's romantic that Rushqi treats him. I was just a spectator to them. Ah, the feel of my soul right now..

"Lingga, what's Keke's favorite drink? Do you know?" Rush asked me suddenly. My head immediately turned.

"Keke likes pepsi" I answered Keke's favorite drink I remember. I'm not sure what he likes best.

"Well, is it true that the drink you like the most is Pepsi?" asked Rush, looking back at Keke.

Me and Keke looked at. I hesitantly felt unsure, Keke looked at me with an awkward expression.

"Actually not the pepsi I like the most, Ling. But it's the milk soda I really like" Keke said slowly, turning to Rushqi.

Those beautiful eyes looked astonished at Rushqi. Ah, it seems Keke has begun to be fascinated by the attention of the future husband. Then, what I think is this, fret not like or should feel relieved. I am also sure, if Rushqi could easily have taken Keke's heart quickly.

Rushqi had made an order on the loyal servants standing and waiting. The employee passed by while carrying a menu order note that he had written in the book.

Not long after, the ordered menu arrived. Apparently, our food was pretty much the same. Rush had chosen a menu of two fried rice, two dagong rice and a gonggong. Not to forget three glasses of lemon slices along with warm but fresh and sweet skin. While Keke's favorite milk soda, the employee said he was running out of soda today.

While Rushqi, prefers Keke's favorite food, rice dagong and bark. The man seemed to be enjoying his favorite food of the future wife. Rushqi finished it off quickly.

I got along too when Rushqi asked me and Keke to spend with an extra bark one more time. Maybe it tastes good. Rush and Keke both seem to have an appetite for it.

As for me, just go eat without any taste I taste anything. My mood felt like I wasn't okay all of a sudden. While eating, I stared at them silently with my empty feelings.

The three of us went to the parking lot and got to the car. After previously had stopped at the mosque to perform dzuhur prayer. It was Rushq who invited us to stop by.

Although Keke was already sitting in front by himself, but this time Rushqi no longer asked Keke to wear his seat belt. But Rush immediately drove this vehicle into the body of the road.

Until Keke and I slightly jerked back as Rushqi pressed the gas after veering into the street. I don't know what else possessed the handsome man so it felt rough carrying us both.

This journey passed quietly, for there was not a word of conversation between the three of us. Even the bluetooth music that when leaving Rush turned on, now mute no longer functioned by him.

"Mas, get down first huh? Get Lingga to stop by again. My mom and dad are home at this hour. You guys don't want to see?" keke asked hoping that we would go down first and stop by his house. Rushqi was leaning on the edge of the front sidewalk of the shop.

"Greet your parents, Ke. Sorry, this time I couldn't stop. Looks like it's going to rain. I want to quickly get to Yellow Face!" rushqi said beside Keke.

"Alright, Rushqi mas carefully drive. Nitip Velingga is also. Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" greet me and Rush almost simultaneously.

Keke then opened the door and jumped down. A little run into the store. The rain began to fall welcoming Keke's return home.

"Ling, you move ahead!" Rushqi exclaimed before speeding back out of Keke's house.

"I'm just sitting behind here, mom!" welcomes reject.

"Why? You'll be quiet alone behind, Ling!" rushqi yelled at me again.

"Why? It was so quiet like me from earlier. So I don't mind if it's quiet!" I'm calling on Rushqi. There were few emotions that burst from my heart and soul, no matter if Rushqi could read my feelings.

The man behind the wheel was no longer pushy. Actually, I really want to be forced. Rushqi, why won't you force me?!

This trip feels boring. But it didn't make me sleepy and then fall asleep. This is better for me. I felt not as excited as I thought when I left. It feels like just hurry to get to the Yellow Face house.

The sound of my phone splitting the car. I'll open it soon and from Keke this message comes in.

*Ling, thank you for accompanying my walk with my future husband. Sorry if it turns out I still haven't been able to move on with you. But, I think Rushqi will be my best imam. I will try to accept it wholeheartedly, Ling. I'm gonna really change. Pray for me, Ling. Rushqi is very interesting and good.*

This message makes me feel uncomfortable. I looked at Rushqi who was focusing on driving up front. The man I had killed and let go of, why is it now as if he is filling my head and my heart?

"Cathlon?" rushqi's pelvis suddenly at me. We looked at each other in the mirror in the car. Just for a moment, the man refocused himself on the streets.

"What's wrong?" I asked with empty.

"Later the night before you go to bed, go up to the attic. I want to talk to you. Don't forget, Ling" Rushqi's message looked back at me in the glass.

"Speak what, mas?" aska I want to know.

"We're talking in the attic tonight, not now" Rushqi said.

"Yes" I said, which means I promised. I didn't ask him what time it was. Maybe Rushqi has been so aware of what time I used to sleep at night. Even in my habit of sleeping in complete darkness, Rushqi also knew.

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