
Ben and Alexsa arrive at a restaurant not far from the set. The place is crowded. Alexsa was silent as she reached the parking lot. Ben still didn't realize and got off first.
"Lex, go!" take him outside his car.
Alexsa remained silent. The place was so crowded that Alexsa was afraid to come out. Now Alexsa is no ordinary girl a famous model. When he comes to the pottery will invite many journalists and he will not be able to eat quietly.
Ben looked around so much. The man realizes that Alexsa is no ordinary girl. Ben who realized faster was back in the car and out of the parking area Resto.
"Sorry, Ben!" exciting Alexsa.
Ben did not answer and smiled. Several times he was looking for a resto that was not too crowded but along the way all the restos were full. Until the end of the two eat on the roadside in front of the Alexsa housing complex.
"Ordinary people!" exclaim Ben ordered his second favorite chicken noodles that are always loyal to this one food.
"Eh, Ben and Alexsa have been a long time well, don't stop by! Mamang thought you guys had forgotten about this little merchant," he said with a smile while serving chicken noodles his second order.
"No Mang, for me Mang Dadang chicken noodles champion," said Alexsa eagerly.
Alexsa hasn't eaten this favorite chicken noodle in a long time. Usually every day the two eat chicken noodles together but since Alexsa became a model he rarely eats food that he likes.
Ben smiled at Alexsa's reaction when he saw her reaction like that made him happy. Little things that no one can ever replace.
So happy Alexsa to add three bowls at the same time make a satiety. "Ha, it's nice to be able to eat chicken noodles back," he muttered happily.
Without Alexsa realizing from earlier the man noticed her. His hunger disappeared for a moment when he saw Alexsa so greedy to eat his favorite food. It felt like it had not seen him this tired for a long time and somehow made his heart happy.
"Ben, why are you smiling to yourself?" tanyanya just realized that from now on she was watching him.
"That's okay it's been a long time since you've seen you eat this delicious meal" he replied with a smile.
Alexsa was still frowning. Ben took the remains of food that stuck to his chin to make Alexsa pounding because, Ben's spontaneous reaction made him surprised.
"Ben, what the hell are you!" the thrill again held the shame again Ben once made it to the GR-gr-an.
Ben smiles. Somehow the treatment this time, makes pounding the same as Alexsa who has been pounding since the first because, Ben while Ben just felt the thump.
Mang Dadang always smiles seeing the behavior of Ben and Alexsa from the past until now has not changed. However, which makes him confused why until now this pair of young people have not also become really anxious who saw the two of them.
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After driving Khanza home, the sound of Bima's cell phone rang. "Hallo" he answered.
"You're still on the run, honey?" ask Darania to her youngest son.
"Yes, Bun wants to go home."
Bima closed her phone and drove away
"Can you stop by my mom's cake shop first."
"Can."
"Please get me Dad, for Mom."
"Can."
"Together."
Bima also drove back to stop by especially to her mother's cake shop. Without glancing left and right the boy took his mother's order when he turned his head he was surprised to see the girl again in front of him.
Vanesa, had realized from earlier the presence of Bima. But Bima did not notice. Seeing the girl made him turn away for a moment. Again Bima had to meet the girl again and again.
Today up to a few times. Bima also tried to act ordinary and pretended not to recognize him.
"Bima," he called.
The man walked straight regardless of the call of the girl. He was so lazy to see it. Bima got out and got in his car. Visible Vanesa chased him out but, Bima did not care at all and continued to drive away from the parking lot of the cake shop.
Vanesa could only see Bima from his place. His attitude has not changed at all. How else should Bima forgive him. The girl also shed her tears.
Bima is still driving, he wondered why today several times he met him again. His heart was still not healed because, that girl. "Why the hell do we have to meet again? As hard as I can try to forget you," his own voice shed tears as he drove his car.
Because, daydreaming Bima almost accident and make the cake orders his mother destroyed. He returned to the cake shop again. Thankfully, the cake is still there.
Bima just kept swearing at Vanesa all because, the girl who always made him fucked up like this. "Why do you have to come into my life again. I'm happy without you. Why-why?" think yourself.
Bima's heart really hurt back when he saw Vanesa. Maybe his love is not as great as Khanza's. Until now Bima still loves him. Because, that was also what made the pain exist in his heart. It is not easy to forget that pain. It is not easy to forgive him.
Bima exhaled a long breath when she got home. He did not want to show a sad face in front of his parents. Bima smiled to herself. Showing that he is a strong man. Bima got out of his car.
Bima also called Mr. Udin. "Yes, young master," said Mr. Udin.
"Ikh, just call me Bima sir!"
The old man smiled, scratching his head without itching. "Yes, son of Bima," he repeated.
"Well, don't call you again, well, I don't like."
The middle-aged man nodded as well.
"Sir, please wash my car well" he asked.
"Ready, Mr. eh Nak Bima."
Bima was smiling too. "Thank you, sir." Bima also stepped into his house.
Azka's family was so kind to all of her domestic assistants. From Azka as the head of the family to Bima, their youngest child was never rude to them. Azka and Darania never taught their three sons to be spoiled and careless to them. Although their family life is well established and adequate, they are always kind and courteous to people older than them and value their work.
The most important thing that Azka and Darania taught was that they were family embracing them. Treating them as non-civilized human beings is also what makes the domestic assistants who work at home Azka feel at home because of their good treatment and respect for them.
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