Waiting For Ring On Sweet Finger
Watching

Safia and Faiz watched the remaining movies only. A drama based on a true story and its procedures is also famous for an interesting film. Of course, this film tells the story of two lovebirds who do not get the blessing of their parents. Fighting for the love of both in order to remain successful as desired. To be able to fly the flag on the top of the highest mountain when successful. Pretty interesting.

"Darling, don't you want to eat?" faiz asked when he got out of the cinema.

Safia was silent for a moment. The money in his wallet is not too much. Given this the old date and he had to hold on until payday time.

"Dear." Faiz stop. Safia does the same. "Why you?"

Safia. "Why, Honey?" His gaze was a little confused. The price of the two tickets with popcorn was quite draining the contents of the wallet, about one hundred and twenty-five thousand.

Faiz pinched Safia's nose, anxious. "Why are you, honey? Anything else thought?" Once again Faiz asked to be sure.

Safia's forehead creased tightly. Less understand. "No, Honey. I'm just hungry again." Safia lied.

Faiz chuckled, getting more and more anxious at Safia. "You are funny. Duh, if there's no one I've eaten."

Safia shifted to the right. "Eat?" The woman screamed loudly until some fourth-floor visitors noticed them.

Faiz silenced Safia's mouth with his right palm while shifting to the right as well. "Don't go on a whimper, honey. You want someone to misunderstand?"

Safia fell silent. The two tails of the girl's eyes scanned around, sure enough.

Faiz removed the silence in Safia's mouth, then said, "I was just kidding. You're not food either." A small laugh came out of Faiz's mouth just like that, without any burden. "We'd better eat, yeah. I'm hungry too."

Safia wants to protest again, but tries to keep quiet. "Yes already. I'm hungry too."

Faiz took Safia's right hand to walk together. The romantic movie they watched a few minutes ago is indeed quite a lesson about relationships, especially how to keep a relationship in order to stay good and continue to survive in the most terrible storm.

Safia and Faiz decided to eat at a place that could be said to be quite famous as the most delicious fried chicken seller. Of course, the place is also popular among young and old, especially children. As a lover of fried chicken, Safia is very happy to be here. Yes, indeed for the price is quite friendly in the bag.

"It's all you pay for, yeah. I'm changing on the next date" Faiz said with a smile as they sat at the corner table close to the glass.

Safia returned a smile. "Yes, Honey. Promise, yes." A little doubt because it feels the money in the wallet will be drained, even though the payday time is quite long again.

"Quiet, Honey. I'm not a man of reckoning." Faiz took his chicken.

Safia was stunned for a moment. Suddenly his eyes saw two hijab-wearing women sitting in front of them, laughing while enjoying a meal. It looks comfortable and calm. He observed himself, seeing long black hair. There was nothing wrong with his appearance, but lately he felt that there was something strange.

Safia was still amazed. Feeling the aura of peace that emanated from the two women. The gameplay unravels down to the knees with the hijab covering the chest, its graceful second appearance can hypnotize anyone.

"Darling!" Faiz was getting upset. The mood of eating dropped drastically, he stood up. And, then Safia came to her senses, looking at her deeply. "If you really don't feel like dating today, you should say that!"

Safia's eyes are perfectly rounded. "Darling, what do you mean?" Pull Faiz's left arm down. However, the man still stayed in his place. "I'm sorry, I was watching those two hijab-wearing women, so sweet."

Faiz was angry. "We'd better go home!" The man threw Safia in the hand, walking towards the front leaving the food already ordered.

Safia was shocked, coming after Faiz without caring about anything. Not thinking that the food they had ordered was redundant. "Darling!" Safia continues to pursue, even though many customers are paying attention to them. Eventually the woman managed to take Faiz's right hand. "Darling, don't be angry. I'm sorry."

Faiz stopped near the escalator.

"I didn't mean not to listen to you, but I was just amazed" Safia continued.

Their age was indeed only a year, older Faiz. However, it was Faiz who looked more childish. "Mood eat me down, let's just go home!" Still in upset mode.

Safia tries to keep up. His love for Faiz was very high. "Yes, already. We'll just go home." Safia smiled sweetly, acting spoiled like a lover.

Faiz and Safia descend from the fourth floor to the parking lot. Every day the two left together because Faiz was always picking up. Automatically, now they are one car. Arriving in the car, Safia immediately wear a seat belt. Not with Faiz.

"Darling, I'm leaving early tomorrow because there's a new manager. You don't have to pick it up, you're afraid you're part of it." Safia was cleaning up messy hair.

Silent, Faiz seemed to drown with the loneliness of the parking area. The watch on Safia's right hand just showed at half-nine p.m. Surely the parking area is quiet because the residents of the shopping center have not gone out, still want to play around there.

Safia was curious, turned to the right side and looked at Faiz. "Darling, what's wrong with you?" His forehead wrinkled.

Faiz. Slowly, but surely the man's face approached as both his hands clasped Safia's waist. "We're both adults, right? You should understand."

Safia's two pupils dilated, her chest pounding. Faiz's body was getting closer, not even now at a distance.

"Don't move, honey. We have to agree that this is on the basis of love" Faiz pinta said in a soft voice. Persuading Safia with deathly seduction so that the woman could understand.

Safia gulps. This situation was never imagined. Especially should happen. Safia's mouth wanted to scream, but the voice was hard to get out. It's wrong! Clearly very wrong. And so, he must act quickly. It's just that the reality on the field is different, Safia has not been able to do anything.

"You love me, don't you?" Faiz asked again. This time his left hand was about to grab Safia's left cheek. Restrained from seeing the girl's nervousness. "As I said, when we're both adults, we know the consequences. Don't be afraid, honey."