The Value of Loyalty
GRACE

There was more than a week of no communication between Rindi and Linggar, even though it was only a short message.

When accidentally having to cross paths, prefer to avoid it.

Hiding behind a wall or going into a bathroom, even if you don't want to.

If there is no place to get out of sight, prefer not to look at each other. Pretending not to see, or not to know each other.

The less meeting, the more perfect because they are no longer in one level makes

Whether it will last until when, it feels too long.

I miss my heart as if I want to rebel.

The open door displays a lone Linggar in front of the elevator door.

“Waaah, The Accounting Crew,” He said as he continued to step in to join his former colleagues.

While stepping into the elevator. He moved inward until he was in front of the girl

choose stand in corner, “Still angry?”

There was no answer, even Rindi chose to turn her face away as if she was still reluctant to look at Linggar.

“Eh, not good tau angry just, later fast old.” His words ignored Rindi's scorn.

Rindi turned her body back and began to close her body. Ignoring the gazing elevator visitors

they are accompanied by a head.

They were all friends, and knew a little about them.

“Tuh, look! Here have many wrinkles.” While showing some points of Rindi's face with her hands. “

Here, same here.” His words again sounded relaxed. The index finger is at the end of the eye, then turns to the forehead, then to the corner of the lips.

His hand did not stop just like that.After reaching the lips, the man actually rubbed Rindi's lips with his thumb.

Moist and emmm, as tasty as possible.

Perhaps the man had forgotten about the cold war between them.

Their views met on the elevator. A smile was engraved on Linggar's face, but not so with Rindi. End the gentle rubbing felt on the lips by turning the face.

“What's the money? Are you a grandmother of Gini?” Linggae continued, the man still looks mediocre.

With one hand has been coiled in Rindi's stomach for some time. Rindi's body had been completely covered by her body.

Rindi did not pull over, surely that woman also missed.

“Eat him do not like to be angry. You are more suitable to be my brother, stay higher and more!” The joke that Rindi thinks is outrageous. The woman is now getting sullen.

Mention all his flaws even when together with his friends. The woman rebelled a little for the sake of breaking away from Linggar.

Unfortunately, their bodies are very different. Remembering the elevator room that has now been filled with spectators

they are enjoying the show from both of them.

“Pak, would you like Rindinya sorry sir?” Camil.

“How? Any tips?” turning his head without removing his grip on Rindi. This week has worked

nurturing a longing that seemed to be growing more fertile in his heart.

“Tractate meal pack, all the same friends also.” Full of hope, lumayankan if it is obeyed, meaning the money to eat today is stored.

Linggar's smile remained on his face ever since he entered the elevator.

Ting. Elevator door opens.

“But beware the tips should work. Just be careful if he's still angry.” I don't know what he's gonna do to Kamil

if after this Rindi still ignored him, he was actually no idea.

That's fine!

It felt like for a long time, he had not gathered for lunch together.

“Ya already, come on!” Linggar came out with Rindi's hand.

One hand reached out to Kamil.

“Kok, hold me pack.”

tomorrow I'm being thumped. If Ayu, later he misunderstood as well, what kind of paper? Hence come on, or cancel!”

“Ya has come, before the ticket is forfeited.” Kamil grabbed Tia's hand. “Mbak Tia holdin Ayu, later rough.”

His real words did not know the reason Linggar held his hand.

“Get!” Tia's eyes turned out to have glared at Ayu who actually did not want to hold Mirza's hand.

Damn why should he be side by side with Mirza. They're not very familiar. Even know only face,

never said hello.

After all, the man was too tall. Both in body and position. It feels less if you have to be close together, especially having to hold each other.

But getting a look from Tia's mom she's probably more scared. He may get rants constantly

all day just for not holding Mirza's hand.

A little bit, maybe a little finger. Provided linked?

They ended up walking while holding hands with each other.

“Where is this? To the left or to the right?” The linggar that was at the very front stopped its pace,

making all those who are in the behind with their hands still adrift with each other come to stop their steps.

Not without reason Linggar stopped and asked, the article to the left or right are both places that

they can make their stomach full.

On the left of a restaurant with seafood dishes that are suitable for eating during the day.

While the left side of the office is a cafe with a variety of foods and drinks that are also no less tempting.

“To the left, lunch rice pack boss.” Kamil who is in order to how much.

“Iya, rice aja. really hungry problem.” Ma'am Tia, while the others just chose silence and mutual

look forward to the decision.

It is up to the important grace.

That gift is beautiful, isn't it? Anu free.

His feet are moving to the left.

Linggar still faithfully clasped Rindi's hand as they had even found the right table with chairs that matched their current numbers.

Linggar allowed Ayu to first go inside, sitting near the wall. Then in the front row, Mbak Tia who sat in front of Ayu, followed by Kamil and then Pak Mirza.

And while others have been busy choosing and ordering their food menu, Linggar is actually getting busy playing the fingers of Rindi.

Open and then close one by one the fingers, and re-open them. Occasionally put the tiny hand in the grip of both hands.

So next.

This hand that he used to hold almost every day. And those fingers feel smaller than they used to be. The meat that was once pounded and felt tender has now been eroded.

He remembered.

Very remembering. Because this is his favorite place.

Almost every day is in the power of his hands.

This seemed to indicate that Rindi was getting thinner after they separated first. Wants his brain to justify

if Rindi was also hurt because of the breakup, just like her.

They were just trying to strengthen their hearts in accepting this separation. Even though it affects their bodies.

every time he grabbed the fingers, the feeling was still the same.

A sense that is able to make jatung as if racing faster.

The taste that always makes it more comfortable to linger only to be close to the owner of the hand.

If he could affirm, Rindi never once disappeared in his heart.

Even it feels deeper with the increasing intensity of their meetings during being in one working frequency.