Devano Pranata Yoga
Davina Pranata Yoga (2)

The day was getting late, making Safira decide to return home, because there were still so many things she had to do there. When he was about to get out of the cafe, Safira met Leon, the man who had always put his heart on his gesrek friend.

"Hi, Sa," said Leon with a warm smile.

"Hi, too. You came to visit my cafe, or to steal a view with my best friend?" tanya Safira teases.

"Both of them, I want to hang out and also want to see your sweet friend" replied Leon and then laughed.

"Hahahaha, all right, you just sit down first. Later there will be people who will serve you, I say back home first," Safira said then stepped out of his cafe.

"Leon, who's that woman?" ask a friend of Leon who just visited this cafe for the first time.

"Him?" Leon pointed to Safira who had entered the online taxi. "He's Alisha's best friend, his name is Safira, and and he's also the owner of this cafe" Leon continued.

"Huh? The owner of this cafe? That young? Wow, what a dream," said Leon's friend named Henry.

"Eh, wait a minute, I heard he's married. If it's not wrong to marry the son of a rich businessman, what's his name?" Leon thought for a moment.

"That, loh. Mr. Aldy's son, "he told Henry. Henry kept silent and thought for a moment.

"Jeez, I'm backing out from now on, rather than having to get in trouble with that guy" said Henry, who had chills himself.

"What's her name? I forgot." Leon asked Henry.

"Devano! He is also Jack Johnson's nephew. The legendary motorcycle gang leader!" henry answered back to his own.

"really? I don't know that, as I know, he's Mr. Aldy's son." Leon and Henry were silent, both of them focusing on their mobile screens as they saw Alisha and several others approaching them.

"Emm, can I have a wi-fi password?" ask Leon to Alisha.

"Wait a minute." Alisha is seen reading something displayed on her HP screen.

"This, just read it yourself," he said, then showed Leon his phone screen.

"DEVANO97." Such is the writing displayed by the screen Hp Alisha.

"Hem, thank you," said Henry representing Leon who was still staring at the idol.

"Sama-sama," Alisha replied smiling faintly, then stepped away from the two men.

"Beautiful" murmured Henry and could still be heard by Leon sitting beside him.

"Heh, he's mine!" Leon hit Henry's shoulder slowly.

"As long as the yellow janur has not curved, it means that he still belongs to everyone" said Henry then moved away and immediately sipped the drink that had just landed on their table.

"Hen, Hen, look at that," Leon said as he nudged Henry.

Davin opened his hair and walked into the cafe with his friends. The girls walk past Leon and Henry's desk.

'Yes, God...As soon as you send me a replacement, Sapphira cannot, the cold girl will be.' Henry's inner self.

Henry continued to look at Davin who was focusing on his cellphone, seen occasionally the girl smiled faintly as his other friends exchanged jokes.

"Davin," call Pretty to Davin who's still busy with her phone.

"Hmm." Davin lifted his head and looked at Pretty. "What's wrong?"

"That, look! The man keeps staring at us. And more precisely look and pay attention to yourself" said Pretty telling.

"Which one?" davin asked as he looked at Leon and Henry.

"That's the one wearing the black jacket and the white shirt."

"Oh, Om-om. Let it go, I don't want to make trouble with the parents" Davin replied and refocused on his phone.

"Om-om from where? People are still pretty excited," Pretty murmured, disapproving of Davin's opinion of Henry being called Om-om.

While Henry, the man continued to stare at the group of girls sitting not far from his desk, there might only be one or two people who looked like normal women, the rest looked like a man.

"Leon, you've got Alisha" Henry said.

"Continue?"

"Yes, at least, you helped me to get close to the girl," Henry replied as he pointed at Davin with the tail of his eyes.

"You sure?" ask Leon to make sure.

"Yes, why am I not sure." Henry again glanced at Davin who looked so scary with his cold and flat face.

"All right, wait here." Leon got up and walked over to the table of Davin and his friends.

"Hi" said Leon a little awkwardly.

"Hmmm, what's the need, Om?" davin asked with his cold face, and a slight faint smile that looked terrifying.

"Oh, that, my friend wants to get acquainted with you," replied Leon who was suddenly stupid.

"Sorry, yes, Om. It seems I can't open my identity to a stranger like this Om." Davin patted Pretty's shoulder slowly.

"Move seats, yuk," Pretty told the others. Everyone immediately stood up and walked towards the table which was quite far from Leon and Henry's table.

'Damn, why am I being such a fool in front of them!' Inner Leon cursed his own lies. Leon walked lethargicly to Henry and invited his friend to move to a hangout as soon as possible.