When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Vishnu

Puspita put her lips on the porch. Many times she bothered to tidy up the position of her dress. Knee-length pastel flower dress with long sleeves that looked polite to her. Unlike usual the dress was attached to her body that was proportional and sturdy a la polwan, apparently the question of her father who asked when Paijo would marry her provoked a little femininity.

Puspita ruffled waist, in sight for the first time. The policewoman does look cute with a dress color that is like candy. In contrast to his appearance that often uses jeans and a simple blouse during previous dates with Paijo.

“The sun is gone, Paijo mas is also yes. Where is this where to? Chat not in reply, phone not picked up? To what rice fields huh?”

Cloudy gnawed at the spirit of Puspita,

it has been two hours since Paijo returned home from office there are no signs of his presence via email or real form. Paijo looks like swallowed by the earth when only overnight he was romantic because he never got flowers from him or from previous girlfriends. From Commander Vishnu, he only got wild flowers that were picked carelessly while in Papua.

Puspita turned around, Bu Bakri who was watching him smiled slightly as he waved his hand.

“Not so go, Nduk?” Bakri gave him coffee candy.

Puspita opened the candy package and devoured it. That's his favorite candy when he's on state duty.

“It looks like Paijo's sudden amnesia, Mom. Forgot she had a date today.” Puspita wiggles her dress. “Untung, Mom. He didn't see me wearing this shirt. He can laugh and keep saying I'm weird.”

“Halah, your feelings are just that.” Bu Bakri brushed off the air. ”The courtship person needs a change, at least a change in appearance so that it is festive and not bored. If Paijo laughs at your appearance, it is necessary to ask that question. Don't be shy.” Bu Bakri smiled proudly, his fierce daughter and did not hesitate to yell at people caught off guard by the concentrated operation looking beautiful, funny. Bakri ma'am touched her dress, smooth.

“But why didn't Paijo come, Mom? Not so excited like three months I've gone a lot that he passed by himself. Did Paijo mas lose my sense of the same?”

Puspita sitting and because used to use long pants with a firm standby position. Bu Bakri until he had to close his knees until they touched each other.

”Yang sweet dong, Paijo surprised later you wear a skirt but sitting brave.” he said reminded gently.

Puspita exhales. When he first met Paijo while guarding the puppet show in an extraordinary village he found the figure of the man he dreamed of, a spirited work ethic during field coordination requires that the two communicate with each other through encouraging each other through words even in the context of a joke.

But the joke refreshes Puspita who is often serious and unreachable to become more flexible. Only with Paijo, he ventured to ask for his mobile number.

Paijo clearly welcomed him with joy. When will someone ask for their phone number. For a lifetime, even though he wrote the hp number in his seat, anyone interested in writing and contacting him. Only two women ‘Puspita and Michelle’ are crazy enough to ask for her phone number.

Introduce continues to be planned meetings with promises that are agreed with difficulty. Paijo's routine work schedule from morning to evening, and Puspita's inflexible schedule made it difficult for them to find the right time to meet as now.

Puspita folded her hands while staring at the crystal lamp on the ceiling of the house.

“Ask him to family again when, I can't wait for you to get married. Yes, even if your father really wants you to have a commander like your father, but because you are drunk Paijo. How else.” Bu Bakri sniffed his shoulders even though the grin was widened.

“People should immediately yes, let father and mother prepare everything.”

Puspita nodded weakly while picking up the phone on her desk that rang.

Commander Vishnu?

Standing up, he went to the porch of the house. With the air blowing. Puspita leaned against the pillar of the household life of her mother's father, under the lighting of the garden.

“Ready, Ndan. Can Puspita help?”

Commander Vishnu hid behind the wall while lurking once twice the familiar figure he saw last night with the blonde girl.

”I'm in hospital intermaternal control in internal medicine specialist. Meet Paijo here. You're not coming?”

Puspita's cup suddenly widened when Vishnu's commander said that and he shook his head quickly. “No, Ndan.”

Commander Vishnu peeked again, the target who had just entered the red car made him rush to turn off the phone connection and go to the motorcycle parking lot.

“There is something wrong.”

Covering his face with a full face helmet, the Vishnu commander followed Michelle's car silently. Leaving Puspita in wonder and her new mother in line at the drug taking place.

Paijou... Paijou...

Commander Vishnu began to fidget at the moment the car meandered into the house. Away from Puspita and Paijo's house. He's waiting under a cempedak tree.

With his eagle eyes he made sure all events were recorded in his memory and camera.

Paijo went into the house, without ever coming out again until he waited an hour. His mother's diomeli but he was struck by endless relief.

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