Not the First
The Perfect Love
After the shower, Rey ransacked the contents of the closet. He tried a few clothes, but nothing felt good enough and fit.
He combined one by one blouse that he had until he met a suit that suits him.
Pink blouse combination of gray flowers combined with Jean color foot. The best shirt he has right now.
Rey rarely buys clothes for herself, preferring to save her working money for other urgent needs college interests.
After putting on his clothes, he circled around in front of the mirror. His hair he let loose. Rey is more willing to let the crown unravel than lock it.
"Beautiful" she whispered to herself
“Rey!” Wibie called from below. Outside the shop.
Rey rushed down and grabbed the sling bag hanging behind the door, meeting Wibie who had been waiting for her since.
Not to forget he turned off the room lights and re-locked the back shop door. The door facing the main terrace.
With a face as crisp as Rey moved into the living room. Devara and Bu Fat were sitting in front of the TV watching the master chef show.
Rey is surprised to see Devara still wearing her pajamas and asks why she is not ready
“Devara hasn't changed clothes yet. Come on brother help, yuk hunt!”
“I want to be home. Want to color Upin the same Ipin” he said.
So too with Fat Ma. The woman immediately responded so we could leave. Then move towards us.
"Devara let it be at home. Let you guys just finish the dress business" said the woman with a friendly smile.
"Devara's day does not take a nap, soon also sleep. Go," he added again.
“I'm sorry, Bu.” Rey greeted Devara. Pinch the girl's cheek and tell her.
Devara replied lazily, she was still fully concentrated with her work. Coloring cartoon characters from the neighboring country.
Then he immediately caught up with Wibie who was still waiting for him in front.
In Rey's heart, Madam Fat deliberately gave them a chance to walk together. Because all this time, when out of the house Devara always participate. In addition to Devara's reasons for not napping of course.
***
The moon is up there, perfectly beautiful. Hanging, creaking among thousands of sparkling stars. Like last night, the beauty of the universe fascinated Rey.
He sighed softly, closing his eyes for a moment while breathing the night air. Cold and cold.
Last time he was out the night with Aldy. The night that caused him to set foot in Jakarta. The night that became the beginning of Aldy's uproar on him.
Remembering those memories, Rey bit the thin tip of her upper lip. Again, he sighed.
"Kok diem only?" Ask Wibie. Ever since he left that gate, Rey hasn't heard any sound at all.
“Cold, yes?" Wibie opened her voice. Rey nodded without a word.
“Must wear a jacket. Your clothes are too thin to withstand the wind tonight,"
“Nothing. Kan, can be snuggled, you,” said Rey shyly. Followed by an amused laugh by Wibie.
“By the way. No action, ah”
Rey chuckled softly. He didn't really want to do what he said.
“Malah laughs,” says Wibie again.
“Where, dong?” Rey raised her face and leaned forward.
“Action!” Wibie.
“But! Whatan, anyway? Revenge.” Rey pulls his face, infiltrates behind Wibie's head. Embarrassed.
“Get sitmu”
“Ngak, ah. Shalu”
Now, it was Wibie's turn to laugh slowly.
Silent....
Wibie stared straight ahead, occasionally looking to the left and right sides. They have entered Rawamangun.
The road here is not too crowded. Only once twice passed the motorbike and other vehicles.
The wind was getting stronger in the face, when Wibie deliberately increased the speed of the vehicle. He can't wait to get there soon. He was worried that the shop he was going to was going to close.
Feeling increasingly cold, Rey slightly shifted her body. Approaching Wibie's back, both of his hands held the tip of the man's jacket.
"Slow down,” whispered Rey.
Wibie nodded, he reduced his bike to 40.
“Amore until.” Wiby commented.
Wibie turned his bike into a fairly large store on the side of the highway.
The Bride & Bridal House, written in large letters on the signboard displayed in front of the store
After turning off the engine, Wibie rode in Rey and walked along. Rey, who has never been treated that way by the opposite sex, becomes blushed in embarrassment.
The glass door was opened, the room was so quiet. There was only the sound of the tv plastered in the corner of the Diding room.
Their presence was greeted kindly by women wearing white tunics with dark black leggings. The woman graciously allowed her two guests to sit on the long sofa.
"There's something I can help you with" he asked kindly.
"Please help. My future wife wants to find a kebaya for marriage contract next week" said Wibie
" Well, the bride-to-be is beautiful. If this is very easy, use any model must be suitable," praised the woman.
Rey simply smiled, while Wibie held the girl's arm and patted her gently. Repetitively.
"For the kebaya collection is upstairs. Let's go over there. Can be picky first and directly tried,"
The woman, who was about 40 years old, got up from her seat and headed towards the stairs. Rey and Wibie followed him behind.
"Well, this. Cross selected first. It looks like the size of S. This line" the woman pointed to a line of S-sized kebaya models.
Wibie slammed her ass back on the black sofa. This time he gave his eyes off to Rey who was choosing clothes. Before long, Rey showed her three models of kebaya.
"This one's too open. Try these two alone," Wibie gave input because Rey asked him for an opinion.
It didn't take long, once out Rey was already wearing the kebaya of the first model
"No, what mom said. Basically it's cute. Pake anything mah fit," praised Lilik shop
Rey just smiled. He was even more embarrassed because Wibie was staring fixedly at him.
"I tried the other one. Wait yes," Rey immediately dispelled behind the locker room. It was not long before the second model.
Both kebaya are beautiful and very suitable to wear Rey. But they agreed to choose the first model, the white kebaya bone.
Now Rey chose her fabric equivalent. After sifting through the pile of cloth, Rey dropped the choice on a red songket.
After making a transaction, they leave and go down the stairs leading down.
***
Wibie turned on the engine. Turn the vehicle back to the highway. Rey sits sweetly behind him.
"We go first yes, I want to enjoy tonight with you," Wibie asked when she was on the highway again. However the direction taken was opposite to their direction when it came to this store.
"Is Devara not looking for you?" ask Rey. He was worried that the boy would wait for them to come home.
"Mom Fat said he was asleep" Wibie replied briefly
"When she's asleep, Devara is rarely awake until morning. Unless you want to pee. She must have woken me up, " explains Wibie again.
"Where are we going?" ask Rey
"I'm hungry. Let's eat first, huh?"
Wibie added gas to his motor. This time he drove at a speed of up to 60 on the deserted highway.
Rey crumpled her body that was starting to feel cold onto the man's back. His hands again held the tip of the jacket Wibie was wearing.
******
Heading towards the market Senen, Wibie deflected the direction of the bike. Passing RS. Islam Jakarta towards elite housing complex.
" Right instead of heading home, Tente?" ask Rey. He remembers well, this road he once passed when Wibie took him from Kemayoran to his home.
"Yes. That's right," replied Wibie
"But today we do not need to go there first, then you will invite him," he added again
"Yes. I'm just making sure. Mind my memory is still good enough" Rey replied
It turns out that the so-called WHITE HOUSE is a restaurant where the place is hidden among the residents of the complex.
From the outside it is not seen if it is a restaurant, it looks like a house in general but is more dominant with this white feel.
When we entered the room, visitors were quite rame, outdoor and indoor. Many customers enjoy the food. Outdoor comfortable, since it feels like home.
The atmosphere is indeed an important value in this place especially for casual chatting with friends or couples. The visitors are also spoiled with live music that brings songs ordered by visitors.
Mr. Wibie order red fried rice and warm orange water. Rey herself is just red bean ice. He was still full, so only accompanied Wibie to enjoy his meal.
"Can I sing, right?" rey asked Wibie who was waiting for her order.
"Hmmm. Can't see the grill. The gate wants to go up," replied Wibie.
"One song, may it be" Rey persuaded again by winking and her eyebrows falling up.
"Just whatever. If you like it, please,"
Aaahh though it was not a good form of licensing but Rey did not waste the opportunity. He immediately went to the stage and was ready for action.
Before long he had stiffened the microphone and accompanied by music played by a group of players who have since shown his stage action. Her soft voice sounded instantly
Honestly, I can't afford it
Get your face off in my heart
Even though the night is disturbing
Eliminate your smile in my eyes
I realized I love you
I am not the first in your heart
But my love is best for you
I am not a star in the sky
But my love is the best
Honestly, I can't afford it
'But go away from you
Although my heart doubts
You're not by my side every time
I realized I love you
I am not the first in your heart
But my love is best for you
I am not a star in the sky
But my love is the best
O-o-oh
I am not the first in your heart
But my love is best for you
I am not a star in the sky
But my love is the best
Wibie who saw Rey's behavior was smiling to herself. The contents of the girl's head were hard to guess.