NOT PERPETRATORS
The Giant Restaurant
"Are you okay?"
He took a breath. "No."
"Sorry, I made you choke."
"It's okay."
He got out of the dining chair.
"Where are you going?"
She's looking. "Depart."
I looked at the Bastian mas who started to move away from where I was standing. There's a bunch of awkwardness in my mind. He didn't like my question. Actually, what is he hiding from me?
***
Today Arka and I will go to the minimarket to buy some necessities. Kupesan ojek online hotel. Shortly thereafter the taxi driver arrived. We headed to minimarket.
Getting there, we got down and immediately paid the fare of the online motorcycle taxi.
We went in, and sorted out some of the house needs.
While shopping, a woman approached me.
"Hi!"
"Hi!" my answer.
"Hi, Arka?" Pinched my son's cheek.
"Hi, Auntie."
"What are you going up here?"
"We ... ride the ojek online."
"Hm ... I'll take you later, okay?"
"No need. We've already ordered the ojek."
"Come on?"
I thought, how to refuse it.
"Lady? Please ...."
"All right."
We also shop for each other's needs.
"Mother?"
He took my hand.
"Where?"
"Follow it out."
Nessa took me to the cosmetics shelf.
"A-I .. I don't ...."
"It's good, you know, for the skin."
Nessa took a face cream, shoved it on me.
"Ness, I rarely dress up."
"Why? It's safe, really! It's been BOM."
"I'm .. I'm home. Why buy again."
He chuckles. "I've, you know, used this cream. Good result. My face is more glowing."
I'mwatching. Nessa always acts weird on me. Is this just his wits, to demean me. But, what's the problem with me? Let's not let him know that I'm Dimas' past. But where is it possible?
I hold a cream product from one of the leading brands in Asia. It cost five hundred thousand. It was just the cream. Did Nessa do this because she saw me for pity? I'm trying to think positive.
"Next time, Ness!" timpalku smiling.
***
I'm riding Nessa's yellow luxury car
"Ness, but--"
"Stt .. don't refuse. Think of it as a form of friendship. You want to be my friend, right?"
Actually I doubt. But, it was not good to reject Nessa either.
"the arka? You want to, don't you, come with Auntie to eat?"
"You, Auntie," he replied innocently.
"Smart kid. Okay fine! Slide ...."
Not long after, we stopped at a fancy restaurant. 'GIANT RESTAURANT', the name of the restaurant.
Outside of this restaurant is very beautiful. This restaurant is big, just like its name, GIANT.
That's not nothing. Apparently, in it more stunning eyes look. The restaurant is designed this luxurious. It is not an ordinary person who can eat here. The atmosphere is pretty cold. I saw a piano up ahead. My eyes are staring at him.
"Lady? Can you play the piano?"
"A-I'm, not-"
"Don't go low. Play a song for me, please ...," she asked.
"Hi ... Nessa!"
A man came to us, who was still standing.
"Hi, Rudi! Meet Imania, my friend."
Shake his hand.
"Rudi Gianto's. The owner of this restaurant."
"Imania Saraswati."
He held my hand tightly. I pull my finger immediately.
"She already has a husband, Rud," Nessa said.
"Oh ... Sorry ...."
He's a guy who .. in my opinion, is pretty cool. High posture. Her eyes were bright, and had a charming smile.
"Maclum, Ima. Rudi is still jomlo. Too busy doing business. Until there's no time for a girlfriend's nyari" said Nessa.
"This is your son?" ask Rudi to me.
"Yes. Come on, same Arka Salim, Om Rudi."
We are also welcome to sit. Rudi brought us a special menu at this restaurant. We ate the food with pleasure. Arka is very easy to get along with Rudi. He looks fatherly. Darling ... people as cool as Rudi do not have a partner yet.
"Aren't you working today, Ness?"
"I'm taking two days off, Rud. My mom's coming, so, I want to buy something for her."
"You're okay, right?" Rudi looked at Nessa's face which suddenly looked gloomy.
He smiled, covering something in his mind. "Today, their anniversary."
Rudi's eyes looked at Nessa attentively. A girl as beautiful and perfect as Nessa, is .. is there a problem between Nessa and her mother? Ah, I'm too kepo!
"Rud, Ima can play the piano, you know?"
"really?" Rudi looked at me.
"Ah, that ...it was then, but now, I forgot."
"Ima ... come on! Don't be so low."
"Ness, but?"
"One song, please ...." Rudi stood up while inviting me.
Already been. All eyes are looking at me. Inevitably, I must go forward.
I walk to the piano. Slow down because I doubt. I sit. Ask yourself. What song will I play? Unfortunately, without me asking, just touching the keys, I already understand.
About years ago. I played it with someone very special. My eyes closed. My finger started playing the most romantic song of my life, to me. The shadow of the face continued to flow at every touch of the keys. Flowing closer. The more my chest shook the rumble. Brushed those words.
"I love you."
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