
"Mr-father can take my hand off first, can't you?" sifa asked awkwardly, as the people around them had stolen a glance towards them.
"Why? You're not comfortable?" ask Abash.
"Not that. But, ashamed at seeing people," Sifa's great-grandson as she glanced towards her left and right.
Abash understood the meaning of Sifa's words, so the man slowly removed his hand from Sifa's hand.
"Sa-I'm sorry to go to the toilet for a while" said Sifa rising from her seat.
Abash frowned, the man again misunderstood what Sifa meant.
"Aren't you comfortable?" lirih Abash's.
In the bathroom, Sifa held her heart, the girl felt that her heart was ready to explode, seeing Abash smiling and the man holding his hand warmly.
"What does Mr. Abash mean, huh? Make a misunderstanding," said Sifa with a feeling of disappointment.
"Huuff, I have to be sure anyway, if this feeling isn't love. Or is it love?" lirih Sifa with a wistful at the end of her sentence.
Abash was playing with his phone when Sifa sat back in front of him.
"Have you finished eating?" sifa asked when she saw that Abash's plate was clean.
"Hmm, you eat. I will accompany you to eat" Abash said, putting his phone to his right.
Sifa nodded her head, the girl again clasped the spoon of Yanga da on the ledge. Feeling that someone was paying attention, Sifa also slowly turned her gaze to look at Abash.
"Sir why do smiles look at me?" ask Sifa.
Yes, Abash was currently smiling faintly while looking at Sifa's face.
"Don't you just say I never smile?"
"Yes, Tap---,"
"I'll prove it, if I can smile too" Abash said with a sweet smile.
"Tap--, uh,"
"Eat, I will wait for you to finish eating" Abash said with a wider smile.
But, how could Sifa swallow all her food? If Abash continues to look at him without blinking, thus making himself groggy.
"Are you full?" abash asked, Seeing Sifa put a little of her hodgepodge in her mouth.
"Huh? Oh, buk-not. Sa-,"
Sifa's words stopped, seeing Abash's phone ringing.
"From Mama, just a second, yeah," Abash said and swiped the green button, then the man stood up and looked for a comfortable place to talk.
Sifa let out a sigh of relief, and the girl hurriedly finished her hodgepodge, before Abash returned and looked at her face with a very charming smile.
"It's over?" ask Abash who made Sifa choke on her last mouthful.
Abash quickly thrust a glass of water at Sifa, and the girl gulped it down to half a glass.
"Alhamdulillah" said Sifa quietly.
Abash chuckled softly at the sight of Sifa's lips, the man pulled a piece of tissue on the table and rubbed the corner of Sifa's dirty lips.
"You're exactly like a kid you know, huh?" kekeh Abash, which further adds to the man's good looks.
Deg .. Deg ... Deg ...
Sifa could actually hear the sound of her own heart, so she prayed that Abash would not hear her heartbeat. The girl was completely frozen made by the cold Abash.
"Come," asked Abash I've cleared the corner of Sifa's lips.
Sifa was still silent, the girl was still at home looking at Abash's handsome face. It felt like this was the most precious time, as Sifa could see Abash's face continuing to laugh and smile.
"Sifa," Abash scolded as he waved his hand in front of Sifa's face.
"Huh? Ah yes, what did you say?" sifa asked again, because the girl did not focus on hearing what Abash said. Sifa focused more on that very handsome smile of Abash.
"We're leaving now? Mama's been calling, she said the race will start soon" Abash said.
"The race? Huh huh? Ah yes, the race. Yuk, brother. I don't want to miss the race" said Sifa got up from her seat and took Abash's hand to leave the breakfast stall.