LOVE ISN'T AIR
Granting

Lunch hour...

Naura walks to the park. I also forgot to bring my laptop. While holding the ice kapucino that he bought, he looked at the city park that looked crowded by the young man who was exercising. But fate says something else for him. Before he could drink the ice, the ice fell out of his hand. The ice was hit by a basketball that fell right on it.

"Sorry, Brother. We were not intentionally. Forgive us" said the children, who were playing basketball at the park.

Want to be angry is impossible, want to ask for a change especially. Naura realized who was playing basketball in the park. He also understood that the children had accidentally hit the ice.

"Other times be careful if playing. Don't hurt people!" cetus Naura to the children.

"Good, Brother."

The children answered in unison. Naura then sighed in annoyance. But whatever the force has all happened and should not be regretted. Right now he just needs to buy his ice again.

"Here, drink. I bought it two."

Suddenly someone said something like that to him. Naura was shocked by that. The sudden voice of a man was already behind him. He also turned around...

"You ...?"

Naura. He could not believe he would see the young man. But he couldn't believe it more that the young man would give him ice. Naura looked at the man's face deeply.

Bright face like a lamp, without blemishes and without acne. Seamless like new money printed in his factory. Naura was hypnotized. His body was silent and silent when he saw the two eyeballs giving his favorite ice kapucino.

"Take it," the young man told Naura.

Why am I just silent? Come to your senses, Naura!

The girl spokeless saw who the young man who gave her the ice cap. Of course the heart is like stopping beating when beauty is seen by both eyes. Shamefully Naura received the ice kapucino the young man gave her.

"Thank you" Naura said.

He seemed to want to hide into the earth because of his surprise to see the young man. The young man left after giving his ice to Naura. Just leave the scent of a typical perfume of a man who gets into his lungs.

Naura wondered to herself. He tried to remember it again. But honey, Naura can't think fast. He remembered his work again. Then Naura sipped the ice kapucino given by the young man. Then he returned to his work. Looking for inspiration to make a story so as not to be in-PHK.

A few hours later, in the office...

This afternoon the young boss seemed to read the task Naura had completed. Naura is back at her desk. Hata also looked stunned at the results of the writing. He realized that Naura actually had above average advantages. He called Naura.

"To my room for a minute."

Hata's office phone calls Naura to come. And without having to wait for long, Naura also faced her boss.

"Sir." Naura greeted her boss.

"Sit down." Hata asks Naura to sit down. Naura immediately sat down in front of Hata.

Hata looked up at Naura. Naura was confused to see Hata, the editor-in-chief. The clock on the wall seemed to be a silent witness to them. Hata finally opened his talk to Naura.

"I've read the article you've made. And it seems like this writing is based on your personal experience." Hata.

"Em, yes, sir. I don't know what to write. I'll just write my life story." Naura seemed hesitant to say it.

.........

...Nauras...

...Hata, Naura's boss...