Just Created For Me
THU*31

Andra pressed the password to open the door to Diego's apartment, because it was only his two best friends that Diego told the door pass number.

The television that was left on but looked lonely not a single creature was seen.

A glass of coffee on the table tivi room is still warm, indicating that the occupant is still in the apartment.

Chequek.

"E busett, monyong" swearing Diego when just out of the bathroom.

With a winding towel around the waist with the head covered in a small towel to dry her wet hair.

Andra who was taking drinks in the refrigerator looked surprised.

"Lu rich maling kesorean aja Ndra, dateng-dateng open the refrigerator".

"Where did you clock this new shower" Andra turned back nanya.

"Newly stretched from the workshop, the rich body runs out in the same oil rendem" Diego said as he kissed his own body.

"Isn't oil still my body?" Diego turned his back to Andra, so that his friend could smell his scent.

"Ishh, I'm so glad I found your body" Andra pushed Diego away.

"Well, did you tell me to come here?" ask Andra .

"Yes make my body smell, still no oil smell" Diego's plain answer made Andra stupefied.

"Lu who really, I came all the way just in order to sniff your body doang, wahh severe" said Andra with an annoyed face.

"But your sensi very, like a girl again dapet aja, dah you diem tar I clearlyin" explained Diego casually towards his room.

Andra just turned her gaze towards the television in a careless manner.

Diego came out of the room after changing his clothes.

Chequek.

Both of them turned their eyes towards the apartment door.

Juned aka Zain appeared with a smile full of charm, at least that was according to his own thinking.

"Your old son Ndra?"

"Hurricane".

Brakes.

Juned placed the file on the table, Diego grabbed and watched closely.

Move his head mangosteen with the corner of his lips lifted.

"Pretty good" said Diego when looking at the profit table data in his cafe can move up.

Andra brought her face closer and glanced at the paper in Diego's hand.

"Pa an si?"ask Andra astonished.

But there was no answer from the two who were still focused on staring at the file in Diego's hands.

"Ish" Andra got up about to step out of the apartment because he was upset that his two friends ignored him, but his steps were held back by Diego.

"Lu why si, from earlier your mood is very ugly, patient napa" said Diego pulled Andra's hand upset to sit back in his chair.

Diego and Juned looked at each other, in fact they just wanted to know what exactly had made the usual Andra cool and calm, now it seems his days are always in the thick of anxiety and his mood looks very bad.

"Lu what is it exactly, bro?, the same story we, although not much help, can at least relieve the burden on your heart" Juned said wisely.

Likewise Diego, even though they are busy with the business world they are in each, but Andra's attitude that seems chaotic really disturbs the mind and heart, the two friends.

Andra was still glued to her seat.

Although his two best friends seem indifferent but it turns out they always care about him, even before telling the odd in his heart, Diego and Juned already know that the current mood of Andra is not okay.

There is a sense of haru in Andra's heart, his two best friends still care about him.

"Well, I told you to come at nine o'clock, if your cafe opens at what time?" ask Andra sewot.

"Have you sort of bro tar lu see, lu pantengin tuh my cafe which even though only a small cafe but you can banding his income with your fancy restaurant, just you protest" the stern words Juned spoke seemed to awaken Andra.

Indeed, Juned cafe is not much compared to his rectoran but visitors are always full even just a matter of months, the cafe is open, Juned already plans to open one more branch in another city.

Andra stepped outside the elevator door, forced to end the meeting with her two friends after the Maharani mommy called her.

His steps came to a halt as from the corner of his eyes looked at the figure of the man he had seen.

Revan, with a sad face, was in the arms of the socialite-style middle-aged woman he had met earlier.

From the style of the woman hugging, are they mother and son?, Andra thought.

He made his move as slowly as possible with his fingers holding the phone.

"Patience Van, maybe tomorrow you can meet him, at this time he is not in his apartment" said the woman softly.

"Have you gotten into Zara's apartment?" Revan seems to not believe if Zara is not in his apartment while it is already night.

"Mother met her friend who lived with Zara, and she said Zara was not there" the woman replied.

Andra stopped her steps and placed her phone next to her ear in the style of the person speaking, while her eyes were unceasingly glancing towards the two people who were now walking towards the parking lot.

From the face that looks cute and looks a clear hue of disappointment in his eyes.

Andra looked at the clock on her wrist.

At ten in fifteen minutes, he rushed his iron chariot towards the mansion.

The lights are still on in the television room, indicating that her mommy is still in the room.

Andra's gaze stopped on the figure leaning against the long sofa with both eyes closed, a slender body with regular breaths, but a business magazine was still in its lap.

Andra grabbed the reading glasses of the mommy then pulled her slowly so that her movements did not make her wake up.

In the place of glasses on the table and the business magazine that he managed to take.

In his observation the face that has seen some wrinkles in the corners of his eyes and lips.

Andra let out a long sigh, "I'm sorry that I haven't been able to make you happy momm" Andra's inner voice muttered painfully.

Andra grabbed the Maharani's hand and wrapped it around her neck to make it easier for her to carry her to the room.

But he paused his movements because both eyes were moving open slowly.

"You've come home dear" a gentle greeting with a warm smile rose from her lips.

Andra smiled bitterly, trying to cover her nervousness.

"Why are you sleeping on mom's couch, it's cold in here" Andra said.

Maharani shook his head slowly.

"Mommy can't sleep, so mommy reads magazines waiting for you to come home Joy".

The more iris heart Andra, although his age is no longer a child but Maharani still treat him like a toddler still needs his attention and he always mengaskam if not at home.

"Have you eaten Joy?".

Andra nodded for sure.

"I ate at Juned mom's cafe".sahut Andra lied.

"Ehm, how's your friend's cafe going Joy?" ask Maharani.

"Ehm pretty good mom" Andra answered briefly, did not want to add to the burden of the mind of the Mommy because the cafe Juned which notes a small cafe bene but benefited more rapidly from his large restaurant.

"Hm can't mommy play at your friend's cafe sometime?".

Andra looked at the netra of the mommy who looked so hopeful.

"Well mom, we go to Juned's cafe sometime"