
Arindi walked towards the hall of the art building. At one o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a movie screening there.
Arindi wants to justify her hair pigtails, she is a little difficult because of the agenda book in her hands. He tried to clamp it to his chin but because the book was slippery it continued to slip from Arindi's chin. He tried to clamp on his arm but his hand did not move freely, finally he let his hair unravel.
"Here let the brother hold." Tristan was suddenly there beside Arindi, he took Arindi's agenda book in his grasp.
Arindi smiled at the man who could always find her anywhere. "Kak Tristan? uh please, brother, that's been so hard."
Arindi continued to brush her hair again. Tristan glanced for a moment as the girl began to raise her hand. He looked at the nape of the girl who was filled with some fine hair children. It made his heart beat again.
"You don't need to be pigtailed." Tristan also pulled a pigtail that had been successfully installed Arindi.
"Eh uh why? This is sultry Kak... Seriously..," said Arindi reassured Tristan while confused.
"Go on, it's already pretty rich gini aja," Tristan added while inserting Arindi's keys into his pants pocket.
Finally Arindi complied. She was also embarrassed to be beautiful again. They also get a seat in the front seat, they sit next to each other.
The audience began to get crowded, the hall began to be crowded, Tristan shifted his seat to get closer to Arindi.
The movie begins. Arindi looked serious during the event. While Tristan can't really focus because they sit very close even their hands touch. His eyes wanted to keep looking towards Arindi. Sometimes he glanced at her.
Arindi began to take notes when the discussion began, she flicked her hair to the side so as not to disturb her writing.
"Kis, it's hard to write if his hair is not pigtailed." Arindi half whispered to Tristan. Tristan just smiled, he had to completely restrain his feelings. I don't know why he likes to fuck that girl.
"Yes here is the brother who wrote," his hand moved quickly wanting to take the pen that was in Arindi's hand.
"Don't, let Arin do it" replied Arindi quickly. He pursed his lips. Arindi knew Tristan's arm still felt uncomfortable when used for writing.
Arindi was busy watching. Tristan just smiled looking at her. He was happy whenever the girl acted spoiled to him. He was also happy that Arindi did not feel sorry for him anymore.
After a while the movie was finished. Arindi and Tristan split up.
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"Weits is already a rich couple of lovers aja Tan," said Rendy tease Tristan who from earlier saw Tristan and Arindi together. Rendy wrapped her hand around Tristan's shoulder. Tristan brushed it off, making Rendy laugh.
"Sirik aja nih kadu," replied Tristan.
"It's not Tan, when is the general relationship between the two of you?" ask Rendy curiously.
"What relationship?"
Rendy continues to tease Tristan who is always trying to avoid her questions. While Tristan started thinking about the word that Rendy said last time.
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Tristan
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Tar don't come home yet 19.20
^^^Ok brother. Arin tnggu in mbil 19.20 ___________________________________________________^^^
Tristan was waiting for him to show up. Arindi was very excited to see that figure. Even though it was dark Tristan was so luminous in Arindi's eyes. I don't know when he saw Tristan.
"Sorry to wait."
Tristan said as he continued walking until leaving a small step from the position of Arindi standing. Arindi raised her eyes she held her breath, then she smiled looking closely at Tristan's face which was very bright in her eyes.
Tristan took a look at every corner of Arindi's face. Seeing her so close made Tristan unable to hold his hand to not touch the girl's face.
This time he raised his hand and gently rubbed Arindi's head. Making Arindi again hold her breath. He liked it every time Tristan touched his head like that. This warm feeling blew his heart.
"Would you like to go home?" ask him to Arindi.
"Why is that so? Oh strong heart donk... Brother, I'm done too, right?"
Deg deg!! Heart sound of Arindi. Tristan's attitude that changed to be very gentle lately made him unable to withstand the rate of his heartbeat.
"Hemhs... Tomorrow night home from the show no work?" ask Tristan suddenly.
"Tomorrow? Sunday night? Uhhmm there's no plan yet, brother. Wait... Sunday night? Tomorrow night sunday? Why sis?" Arindi pretended to ask, she wanted to confirm something.
"I don't want to take Arin somewhere" replied Tristan.
"Where?" Arindi asked timidly.
"Uhhhm tomorrow yes, now go home first."
Tristan opened the door of Arindi's car, his hand held over Arindi's head so as not to hit the hood of the car, he also let Arindi enter the car.
Arindi opened the window of her car. Tristan bent his body closer to Arindi's face. He knew that the girl was curious about his plan.
"Where the hell, brother? Tell me now, napa? Long time to wait for tomorrow?" Arindi pleaded through her eyes to Tristan.
"Tomorrow...." He really can't see Arindi's face. He also plays Arindi's hair strands that dangle from the car window. "Tomorrow, don't bring a car, let brother pick you up. I'm back there," Tristan said quickly and then kept his body away from the car.
"Yes, if so Arin went home first Brother."
He is not willing to part with Tristan. Tristan doesn't want to see the girl go. But good things have to wait for the right time to talk about.