Hey Indigo Girl (The Series) TAMAAAAAT!!!!
6. dating

"Aretha!" Radit ran a small yell along the school corridor towards me who was about to enter the classroom. I looked at him in wonder. Until we were only one meter away, Radit bent his body with his knees. His breathing is irregular. Like being chased by demons.

"Why?" ask me to raise her eyebrows.

"Later afternoon. We ... watch, yuk," Radit asked as he tried to neutralize his breath.

"Watch?" I looked up at the ceiling looking for an answer that was actually easy, but the shadow of the figure in the cinema yesterday, still flashed clearly.

"Eh, but if you don't want to, yes. We go to the mall or eat. It's up to you anyway, the important thing is we go tomorrow afternoon." Radit's words are a little messed up making me chuckle.

"So, do you wanna watch, go to the mall or eat?"

"Three of them can be."

"Okay, three o'clock pick me up," I said, then waltzed into the classroom. Samar but surely, I heard the screams of Radit's voice cheering stifled, perhaps while shutting up. On the other hand, I also held back a smile from inviting in just now. I admit my heart is blossoming like a butterfly wanting to come out of the heart and fly. This was the first date of my entire life. Going alone with a man other than my family, and of course I really like that man.

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Radit's car came into my yard. His voice rang out until my room which happened to be near the courtyard. I looked at the window and smiled. Incidentally, the father and mother are on the terrace relaxing while enjoying a cup of coffee with cake. Mommy is good at cooking. Even now open catering at home.

"Deeek! There's Radit!" exclaims Brother Arden whose voice sounds slow.

I was ready and then ran out of the room to meet Radit. On the porch, my parents exchanged looks. "Father Aretha?" ask them along with a little wonder.

I'm the new one up the terrace just gawking around not understanding. While Radit just nodded. Mother raised her eyebrows to look at father. While dad just put his shoulders together. Well, this is the first time their girl's been dating. That's what I can guess from the look on my parents' faces. 

"Say dong, if you look for Aretha," exclaimed mother slapped Radit slowly on the shoulder. I also sat with them. Radit just looked at me tensely. It looks like there will be an exclusive interview first, seen from the attitude of the father.

"Where do you work, Radit boy?" ask me seriously. Hearing father's question, Arden held back a laugh while picking up the cake at the table. It's as if I'm mocking Radit. Brother Arden just kept quiet while listening to the interview from the father to his friend.

"Papa's just an entrepreneur, Om. Opened a ceramic shop outside the city. If it's Mama, the designer."

Dad must understand. Then he closed the newspaper he was reading. Both of his hands were folded to his chest by continuously staring at Radit. Radit just looked down at his feet below. This time he looked very nervous.

"What ceramic shop? Lu mah humble. Dad, he's the son of a famous ceramic artist," said Kak Arden while patting Radit on the shoulder, "Take it easy, I'm not fierce, just sadistic," whispered Brother Arden slowly. But I can still hear it from where I sit. Radit hit Arden's arm and smiled at him

"Lied, Om. What kind of a mole?"

He smiled and took a deep breath. "I know who your Papa is."

"Know where, Om?" radit asked a little surprised.

"Papa's name is Sandy Wiratama, right?"

Radit nodded slowly with a slightly confused face. So do I. Where'd you know that? While my father smiled.

"Be careful, don't mess with my son, I know all about you!" hardik father with a threatening tone. Radit's face paled, Brother Arden brought his face closer to Radit.

"Don't mess with me, if Aretha to why.." Kak Arden's index finger placed on his neck, then form a cross-line as a threat. Kak Arden's mouth said the word 'dead' without making any sound. Only his lips were visible.

Glekk! Radit looks to swallow. And made me hold back my laughter. These guys could've fucked Radit up like this. At once Brother Arden laughed out loud.

"So seriously, Dit! Kidding me," exclaimed Brother Arden without stopping laughing.

"Murkey! Just kiddo-nakutin!" as Radit whispered.

"Be careful, my dear Radit," the friendly mother who still hugged my arm. For mothers, getting to know a man who is approaching his child is the right thing, so that the mother knows how the man behaves. So that I might get a good partner. That's what my mother said a while ago. She said after entering High School she was very sure that I would meet a man who might like you or I would like her. Or both. Mother really understands.

We say goodbye and leave the house immediately. During the journey Radit was much silent. I who saw the strangeness, finally spoke up. "Why you?"

"Ah, me? I ... It's okay, Tha." Radit cengengesan covered his anxiety. His gaze occasionally turned towards the window at the side. His movements look strange. And it looks so obvious.

"Don't lie!" hardikku with sharp glances. Feeling stared at so, Radit pretended to focus on his wheel. I touched Radit's arm slowly, "Radit."

Radit turned his head slowly, then forced to widen his lips. "I was just groggy earlier. Your dad looks like intel, huh?" ask Radit

I frowned and laughed loosely. Radit who was confused then repeatedly turned to Aretha who continued to laugh.

"Kok laugh?" radit asked in a slightly raised tone.

"My dad got intel, Dit. Pppfff ...."I shut my mouth, it was funny to see Radit's reaction.

"Pantesan, your father knows the name of my father, keep it all," Radit said. "I've never told you all this time."

"Yes, huh? I just found out, too. Haha ... My dad looks like a shaman? All in all," I chanted.

"So you laugh mute."

We didn't feel like we were at the mall. After parking the car, we immediately headed to the fourth floor, the timezone amusement rides were on that floor. For an hour we tried different games. From basketball, car racing, riding a mini train, to photo boxes with various facial features.

"Would you like magrib, you don't pray first?" radit asked as he stared at the clock on his wrist.

"Eum, how are you?"

"I'm waiting in front of you is okay, Tha," he said. Radit is non-Muslim.

I also agreed without much comment. The mall also has a musala on each floor. Some people have started to stew. There are also those who are ready to pray.

I am still waiting for the face that is provided in the musala. Because only a few mukena, then for women must queue. I swept my eyes around. Several times as well, he stared at Radit who was waiting outside. He smiles. 

Salat it's my turn. I decided to be on the front green carpet. Only women here. And for the man in the next room. During the prayer, I smell the fragrance. And from the tail end of my eyes, there was someone who lined up my shaf. But somehow he looks bright. Until I was a little out of focus. But when the last rakaat and greetings, that person was not beside me.

"Mba? I borrowed the cake, huh?" asked the person beside me who distracted her, I nodded and smiled, released my face and gave it to the mother. I turned to Radit, he who had seen me since asked in sign language. And I just shook my head. That figure doesn't exist now.

Finish our prayers first at a shop in the mall upstairs. Radit chose a table adjacent to the window. The view of the city is seen from where they are sitting. The glitter of the lights made me continue to stare at the scene with a smile.

"You likey?"

"Like. I like the high ground, because I can see the situation below easily, but I do not like the narrow place. Because I'm scared. I can't breathe right away."

"You know what, I used to fear the devil the most."

"Then anyway? But yesterday you ...."

"Yes. Since I have been with you, I have been brave. I thought, if I'm afraid, how do you. How will I protect you later. And every day you have to deal with these creatures, right? So I can't be afraid. "

I smiled faintly as the shopkeeper came, we ended up eating dinner on top of this tall building. And this is the most romantic thing of my life. And also the first time.

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