Will Never Let You Go
Acquaintance

Throughout the film, Ara who can not concentrate because it continues to ring the words of Darma a moment ago makes him now busy himself by sucking his drink, then fill his mouth with popcorn. Therefore, as soon as the film was finished, the girl went straight to the toilet.

Ara heaved a sigh of relief when she had managed to remove all the fluid that filled her bladder. However, the relief only lasted a while because when he came out of the toilet, Darma was seen directly approaching him.

"You haven't come home yet?" asked Ara with a surprised look.

"Wait for you. I was worried that you would go straight away. Fortunately, I still saw you go to the toilet."

"I'm not papa, really. People usually drink, especially in the cold. So, once out that's looking for must be the toilet."

"I think you have a stomachache from eating popcorn a lot."

Yes, Ara did eat a lot of popcorn that was bought by Darma. The girl spent almost half the container, while Darma herself only ate a few fruits.

"Where else are you going?" darma asked when they were completely out of the cinema.

"Go home. Nih, again pesen ojek," replied Ara with focus staring at the screen of her phone. He was sure his parents had gone home, so when he got home he asked for money to pay his motorcycle fare.

"Ujan deres is that?" Darma pointed out to the outside that was being drenched in the rain, "i'm anterin aja, deh."

Not only rain, but the wind was blowing quite hard and it was enough to make Ara instantly cold. Yes, the girl was indeed the least resistant to the cold weather. Once cold, Ara can immediately get the flu. Especially if it rains, his body must have auto fever.

In the middle of Ara petting Darma's offer, a girl in a red dress approached the two, precisely Darma.

"Darma, so this is the friend you mean?" The girl who was none other than Imelda did not think that the friend Darma meant was in fact a woman. Imelda thinks Darma met Aldo, a close friend of the man.

"Yes." Yeah." Darma did not argue because maybe after this he was friends with the girl next to him.

"What's her name? I've never met him anywhere before." Imelda's forehead frowned slightly.

Darma and Imelda have known each other for a long time. Even with his second family who also both know each other well so that almost all of Darma's acquaintances, Imelda knows.

Confusion was seen on Darma's face. In his heart the man also called himself a fool. Whatever he has done since then to the point of just getting acquainted is not.

"I only knew him a few days ago. Why haven't you come home yet?" Darma diverts the conversation which is instead captured by another Imelda. The girl thinks Darma is worried because she hasn't come home yet.

"Oh, I just met you and joined, deh. Uh, you know it's too bad." Imelda smiled at her sweet smile. He sizzled softly when he saw the driver he told to pick up came very quickly. Otherwise, he would still be able to linger with Darma.

"Your driver, Mel," pointed Darma at a thin-bodied man who was opening the car door for his employer.

"Yes, Dar. I'll go back first, yeah. Bye." Imelda waved with an involuntary smile as she entered her car knowing there was another girl next to her puja man.

While Darma actually breathed a sigh of relief. If only Imelda was not the son of a good friend of her parents, Darma had told the woman to stay away from her just like the woman who had tried to approach her.

"Darma."

Ara raised her face, then returned a helping hand in front of her. "Fine."

"Okay, Ara, you wait here, yes, I take the car first," she said with a sweet smile before passing by.

Ara also joined in smiling looking at the wide back that was getting further away from him.

The sky is still spilling water rapidly when the white SUV type car owned by Darma down the streets of Solo City. Occasional flashes of light up there are also seen followed by the roar of lightning shortly after.

"Why didn't you call me yesterday?" Darma breaks the silence in the car.

Ara turned her head, then replied, "I'm willing to help you."

"Well, it means not sincere at first, dong, yes. The proof of the cost is very expensive," Darma's tease accompanied by rarity.

Ara did not answer. He chose to turn his face and stared at the raindrops on the glass door of Darma's car.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to." Darma is afraid of saying the wrong thing. "Law, really, you asked for that fare. I also made a big maksa yesterday. But, are you really not a motorcycle taxi man?"

Hearing him, resentment again filled Ara's heart. With a frowning face, he who had turned to look at Darma said, "According to you?"

The man just shouts the horse. "Hehehe .. sorry, yes, Ra. By the way, where's your house?" ask after driving far away.

"So much, if you want to turn I say."

Darma just nodded. Only the sound of rain filled. Until finally they were in front of the house that Ara pointed at, Darma also stopped the speed of his car.

"Thank you, yeah."

Darma smiled at her smile, "Sama-sama."

Ara then ran small to quickly reach the terrace of her house. He just got inside as soon as Darma's car disappeared from his sight.

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ngacir \= go in a hurry without saying goodbye