My love is Talks Thugs Market Sholeh 2 (Extended)
RAMA-NARA: FEELING GUILTY

No one talks all the way, if Ingrid, Dea, and Gibran choose to be busy with his cell phone. Nara prefers to see the view outside the window. Busy streets at school.

...INDO TOURISM GEM/THR.IR.H.DJUANDA ⁇ ️...

...DIPATIUKUR/UNPAD/GD.SATE/CICAHEUM ️...

...️TAMANSARI/SABUGA/CIUMBULEUIT...

Nara even memorized the street board she saw as it passed by. Apparently they have entered the Dago area, it's worth the weather to be a little cool, because here the area is still a lot of big trees, he will remember that.

Willy's car was getting away from the road board, his penny lights were flashing when there was a cafe in front of him. And sure enough, the car got into his parking lot.

The Retro concept cafe was chosen by them as a hangout. Nara deliberately chose a place near the window so that she could see the conditions outside that she thought was soothing to the eyes.

"Here you go, I'll go to the toilet for a second!" permit Dea.

"Dee-kutttt! I also kebelet," Inggrid put his bag on the chair and followed Dea to the bathroom. Nara shuddered her shoulders indifferently as if there was nothing to suspect. But not for long, Gibran also did the same thing, okay-it looks like they were together.

Now only Nara and Willy left at the table, if Nara chose to see the menu list given by the cafe waiter earlier while Willy he had moved restlessly and throttled uncomfortable rich mute lan.

"Ra, love does not come from a long friendship, but love is a match of the soul, love is a spirit that is blown into the soul of a creature called man,"

Nara who suddenly go because of Willy's attack can only gawk. The young man suddenly grabbed the hand of Nara who was holding a menu book and reciting a poetic sentence, instead of being moved or hinted, the girl instead laughed crisply, "what the hell is Will?" because he knew that the temple was one of Kahlil Gibran's poetic temples.

Do not ask why Nara can know, Akhsan has some books belonging to the famous poet in his room, sometimes Nara took and read it when the owner of the room was not in place. Although somewhat handsome, but if the affairs of love and women, Akhsan is not as fluid as Rama.

"Ra--" Willy took a deep breath of richness and drowned, his hands were already coldly rich again at the poles, indicating that he was in a state of nervousness.

"You don't want to be my girlfriend?" the question escaped from her mouth just like that made Nara even more confused looking at Willy.

Her daydream was broken when three other friends came out of the toilet with a box of chocolates, a bouquet of flowers and a small banner that read I love you.

"Thank-receive-hoo!" exclaim them, automatically their actions provoke the attention of other cafe visitors.

Nara is increasingly beset by confusion, and dilemma. Really he did not expect Willy would be like this, his eyebrows frowned staring at Willy as if asking, why ? Why should I?

Can't deny Nara if she has absolutely no intention to like Willy, it's a bad idea. Never mind liking, looking at him with full debat first sight only not. So, what should Nara do now? It flashed in Nara's mind that Mery's words about those who like to act as good as possible to other students, as well as those who have received it all along, plus the current condition Willy is risking his pride in front of all the cafe visitors.

"Come baby! Thank you, don't take long!" inggrid exclaimed at Nara, while Willy himself was already looking anxiously at Nara.

The girl even threw her face towards the glass cafe confusion, her eyes were patterned and staring giddy towards the cafe.

"Rama?" he muttered without sound.

Not just a silhouette or a glimpse, but it was really Rama with his friends. Even when they met their gazes, Rama threw a slanted smile at Nara, and believe me the girl had felt a shock in her heart, aching.

Since when was he there?

Nara's eyes blinked to find Rama who chose to advance his motorcycle with others and go from there, it also made Nara suddenly moved out of the cafe. Call Nara is a cowardly girl, not knowing herself, the queen of the heart. He pulled his hand from Willy's.

"Eh, really!" they were no longer shocked, but shocked of the afterlife.

"Ra! Nara!" screeched them.

"Kang!" Nara stopped public transport, from the front of the cafe. Fortunately, there is public transportation with a route to the way home that immediately stops.

Can Nara see from his seat now, if the four friends of the complex look at the angkot he was riding, he can see the face of shock and disappointment of the four, especially Willy, Nara lowered her head. The girl's thoughts were chaotic, I don't know what she was feeling right now. He feels evil. He rejects Rama and walks with Willy, but he rejects Willy in front of the crowd because his heart says something else about Rama.

The wind gusts of the street slipped through the gap of the glass window of the angkot that was opened in half, hit his back covered with a jacket causing a cold sensation. Blow his hair to fly and move freely.

"Stop in front of the kang!" he said a little screamed as the road to the gate of the complex was clearly visible.

Nara lowered her head and stepped down to get out of the transport car. Nara walked along with the mind that was in turmoil.

He still has to walk far, because angkot only reaches to the front of the arterial road only. Actually there is a base ojek there, but Nara chose to walk alone, hoping that this step could unravel a little of the burden of mind that he was experiencing now.

"Himself alone?" the voice of someone disperse the daydream of Nara, the girl who was busy daydreaming while walking circulated her gaze.

"Rama," his mind spoke. Without answering the girl knitted her brows, had Rama gone with his friends? So now, he is already here, is he a kind of creature? Came un-called, returned not expelled.

"If on the road do not daydream, then if there are bad people or demon in the eyes of how?" she said again curling a smile, Nara was still silent.

"Kok diem, again mute huh?" ask her continues.

"Neng wants to take ojek ?" asked one of the ojek akang offered Nara his ride services. But just as Nara was about to open her mouth, Rama answered her.

"Cong-kang, sorry! The neng is mute again, do not be invited to talk," replied Rama half yelling, then diokei the akang ojek, "sip!"

"But, Rama!" his decision spoke up while pinching the young man's waist who had called him mute.

"I've also been seen by the devil!" ferociously.

"Where?" Rama dyed.

"Byeah, here! The other one said the same thing to me," replied Nara.

"Me?" pointing Rama at himself, Nara nodded.

Rama let out a small laugh, "his handsome devil days are bad! Later hell is full of women or neng, if the devil is as handsome as me," he replied.

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