When the Heart Speaks
chapter 21 Meeting Dion

Day 2.

In the morning, I arrived at my place of work,

not much I know in this second day, only a few people, that's one area of work with me.

I tidied the clothes hanging, made sure the color order and the complete size, cleaned the dust on the shelf.

"For Din, it's really done"

"Eh.mbak Ade..hehehe,biar cepet memorized mbak"

Reply me.

One by one, morning activity begins before it is open to the public.

10 Minutes before the store opened, all the women began to tidy up the appearance, starting from tidying the hair, wiping the sweat after berberes, adding more powder and lipstick that began to fade.

Today, the condition of the mall is quite crowded, all busy with their respective customers, including me who really enjoy my busyness, so that time does not feel fast.

My stomach began to rumble, my cat that began to ache wanted to be straight right away by removing my 5cm heels, and replacing them with flip-flops.

lunch time arrived, though,

"Din, let's take a break, do you bring supplies?"

Ma'am Ade, pull my hand while taking me out for lunch.

"Ehm,, I'm not bringing supplies, wait a moment..."

My love is still busy compiling the new stuff coming in.

Just a few minutes, Ade and I had walked hand in hand to the cafeteria, along the way we were chatting, throwing jokes at each other.

Wakti rest at work only 45 minutes, not long but enough to eat, prayer and rest even though just sitting and joking with friends, but can make the brain fresh again.

To get to the cafeteria, which is located on the 4th floor of the mall, we had to pass the back stairs that are usually used by employees down and up, before that we also had to walk around through the corridors of the mall,it was just a glass wall, so we could see the mall visitors passing by around the building outside our shop.

in a moment..

My eyes were fixed on someone among his crowded visitors in the distance.

As I continued walking, I tried to remember who he was.

My steps stopped for a moment, I drew closer to the glass wall to confirm my view.

"Dion...."

said I'm lirih..

" Why Din, look who??"

The astonished and confused sister of Ade pulled my hand inquiring.

I was still fixated, with my eyes staring straight at him.

Until when Dion passed before my eyes, it made us cross between the glass walls.

We were so close, so close, but that tight, impermeable wall of glass made a distance that separated us.

For some reason, Tiba- arrived quickly without command, I raised and waved at him.

Dion looked at me, then smiled and returned the wave of my hand.

just that, nothing more..

Ade's mother pulled my arm, while Dion walked back in with his friend,

Once I turned his head again, saw Dion turned to me. Until the end of his gaze we equally disappeared and passed, among the crowd of many people.

Arriving at the cafeteria, I opened my locker and pulled out the provisions that my mother had prepared this morning.

I don't know why, I'm losing my taste.

I stopped eating at the 3rd feed, I closed my lunchbox again.

"Why don't you, Din, can't you eat?"

"Ehm.still full mbak"

Lying words.

"Is there a connection with that one??"

tanya mbak ade.

I smiled and turned my back to the dining table.

My eyes glare through the back wall of the canteen, the memories of the past took me a year ago.

Where for the first time I met Dion, did not know each other, no smile, let alone greet each other at all never.

Until his jacket saves me from wet clothes when I go home.

The story is so very short, even after days of looking for him to return his jacket, I did not meet him, until the end I left his jacket on one of his friends.

Finished.only until there.

Even at the end of it, we so often cross paths in the street, but it does not make

we greet each other, even if it is just a smile.Never at all.

And today, with conditions and circumstances that are not high school children anymore.we meet again, back to cross paths with different stories, and of course with the attitude of Dion who is also very different.

For the first time I saw that smile.

Shadow after shadow kept spinning - swirling in my head.

Until I realized, when a soft clap on my shoulder from the friendly hands of Madam Ade.

"Din, but yes.yuk down.."

Take mbak ade, which makes me jerk, then nod.

We walked up the stairs and back down the corridor until at the end we reached our working area.

During that afternoon, my concentration to work was divided.Four times I miscalculated the stock that caused the clop and goods.

I would love to tell Ma'am about my turmoil, when several times he asked me about my condition.

However, I undo my intentions, I prefer to keep her meetings.

Because, no matter what Ade's mother, she is a new person, whose presence is only 2 days in my life.

I don't know her very well yet, about her heart and her attitude towards me.

Not felt, the night arrived.when he came home,,

today, Ari promised to come back to pick me up.

All the way home, I just kept quiet with a myriad of thoughts lodged in my brain.

Ari asked about my attitude, but I only replied that I was tired.

I don't know, whether Ari believes it or is just looking safe not to ask me too many questions that suddenly become quiet.

In front of my house,,

"You're good, aren't you Din?"

Ari again asked her into confusion over my reticent attitude.

I nodded slowly and smiled at her, hoping Ari could calm down with her confusion.

"I came in, yes," said I who then walked in without waiting for a response from Ari.

Mama welcomed me home, asked about today's news,

I replied that today was good and good.

After cleaning myself, I went to bed, intended to sleep immediately, tomorrow I have to go back to work until the next week just got a holiday and shift schedule.

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