My First Love Story
Episode 128's

Lunch time has arrived. Hendra had prepared in front of the room Kezia who was taking his handbag and tied his hair up high. As usual, he used a cream turle neck type shirt and a knee-high umbrella skirt with a circular belt accent on his waist. This time Kezia more daring to use hells as high as 7 cm which makes his legs look more level.

Hendra drove his car to a famous restaurant not far from his company. In his hand Kezia still held the design given by his comrade and looked so in line with his expectations.

Hendra stopped his vehicle when he arrived at his destination resto. A woman waved her hand at Hendra, while Kezia was still busy with her phone and checked on Sean at school.

“Good afternoon, thank you for your willingness to meet our invitation.” said the woman kindly.

Kezia raised his head and looked at the woman before him. He was stunned when he saw the woman he knew so well.

“Difa...” shine Kezia.

Difa was no less surprised if it turned out that his business partner was Kezia. And who would have thought, the man standing next to Difa, whom he introduced as his superior was Arland.

"Dub!" it felt like Kezia's heart stopped beating as the pair of brown eyes stared at him sharply. His mind was empty with no words he could speak from his mouth.

Silence took over the mood for a while. They were meeting each other. Arland looks more handsome but seems cold. The glasses that protected his eyes made him look more serious.

Difa reached out her hand and greeted Kezia and Hendra. Arland did the same, experiencing Hendra and Kezia of course. Long enough Arland looked at Kezia and clasped his hand. It felt like he wanted to make sure that what he saw was really a girl in his past.

“Please sit...” Difa trying to melt the atmosphere.

Kezia sat opposite Arland who was endlessly staring at him making him clumsy. For the first time Kezia's heart is pounding like it used to. Meeting with Arland something that was never avoided but he hoped never happened.

Before long a waiter brought a menu book and gave it to the four of them. Difa and Hendra started to select the menu.

“If you are miss?” asked Hendra who broke Kezia's daydream.

“I...” Kezia distracts her by flicking open the menu book. It really takes time to get rid of the nervousness.

“Spageti and orange juice. Your menu of choice is still the same?” asked Arland in a deep and low voice.

Kezia looked at Arland and nodded his head. They looked at each other again, at once Kezia realized and immediately turned her face away.

After taking down the order menu, the waiter hurried away. The mood returned awkward. Hendra and Difa begin to talk while Kezia busies himself with a cell phone. Unlike Arland who was still looking at Kezia page and seemed choked when he saw the Ring that was coiled on his finger. Arland leaned his body and his shoulders sagged. It seems true that Ricko said a few days ago that Kezia was married and had a son.

Arland smiled faintly laughing at himself, he wanted to peel over his mind that rejected all the reality Ricko uttered. Stupid he who still hopes Kezia keep his heart for him and it turns out all his hopes are wrong.

“Key, how are you? Long time yes we gag met” Difa trying to melt the atmosphere.

“As you saw, good news.” said Kezia while smiling. Actually trying to smile.

The Difa he saw today looked very different from the Difa he used to know. He looks graceful and confident with the distinctive look of his young executive. Time can change many things, perhaps including feelings.

“You've married key?” difa asked with a sharp look, as if she was looking at the life of Prbadi Kezia.

Kezia stared back at Difa's gaze then bowed, he looked at the cncin that was still coiled on his finger.

“Ehem.” Hendra cleared his throat, trying to melt the atmosphere that felt cornered Kezia. “Good mr. arland, maybe we should go back to talking about our work contract.” Hendra once glanced at Kezia.

“Oh yes please.” said Arland trying to relax.

“Okay miss, can you explain in more detail the design your company offers?” hendras said to Difa.

Difa began to explain the design of the hospital he made. He explained in detail and Kezia also looked at him. Occasionally Kezia smiled as Difa's gaze fell on him. While Arland, he continued to be engrossed in looking at Kezia who was in front of him.

Until Difa's explanation is complete, Arland is not stopping to pay attention to Kezia.

The food menu has been served. They started eating their lunch. Kezia began to be able to control his feelings and enjoy his spaghetti casually.

“Are you still not able to eat spaghetti properly?” arland asked while rubbing Kezia's lips and cheeks affected by the Sauce.

“I can do it myself.” said Kezia while grabbing the tissue in front of him and rubbing his face. Oath by whatever subtle touch Arland's hand makes his feelings again churned. Can he run away and not face Arland anymore?

Kezia glanced at Difa who looked unhappy with what Arland was doing. But Arland did not care.

“Land, you want to try the salad, it's delicious.” said Difa while directing the salad to the mouth of Arland.

“I don't like vegetables.” ketus Arland that makes Difa face flushed instantly.

Kezia pretended not to see it.

“So, when does it start building?” this time it was Kezia who was trying to break the awkwardness. He had to face the people in front of him.

“Next week.” firmly Arland.

“Em alright. It seems like the project can be continued and thank you for being willing to work with us. Coincidentally I have another agenda, sorry I say goodbye first.” said Kezia while standing. But suddenly Arland held Kezia's hand.

“Can I ask for your mobile number, worried that there will be something to talk about.” urged Arland which of course is not really the intent of his heart.

“For work problems, can be directly with pak hendra. Well excuse me, good afternoon.” Timpal Kezia without caring about Arland.

For him this is better than lingering one table with Arland and Difa. He is afraid he cannot control his thoughts and feelings. Although the storybook with Arland has been closed but his little heart still smiles when he sees Arland in good condition.

“You still remember it, not to show your neck to other men. Are you still wearing it?” inner Arland.

“Kezia great now? Could be the wife of the successor of the authoritative group.” praise Difa which is more precisely a kind of satire.

“You mean?” Arland stared intently at Difa who was beside him.

“Barusan I asked my friend who works in the authoritative group, there is a child who is with kezia, but it is not the son of mr. ryan. Hemmhh, it seems like he's fallen into a free-relationship in the western world. Who has the same child, who is married, I gag would think if kezia who has strong principles can do such things. But great, can get rich men. Is it land?” bright Difa while smiling at Arland.

Arland seems to be very unhappy with Difa's words. His hands clenched and his jaws hardened holding in annoyance. I don't know who the anger is.

“Difa, watch your talk. Just talk about work problems when we work, not take care of personal problems of clients.” Arland fiercely.

“But now we're going to rest.” Difa protest while smiling sweetly at Arland.

“I assume we are working.” said Arland who immediately got up and left Difa.

Difa was piqued in his heart. He still did not accept when he saw Arland's gaze so deep on Kezia. Hasn't he tried enough to rid Kezia of Arland's heart and mind? When will he turn around and when will he realize that Kezia is no longer possible?

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“What number are you okay?” asked Hendra who had been watching Kezia.

“Yes sir, I'm fine. Sir, can you please take me to the office first, after that I want to pick up Sean.” Kezia tried to smile at the end of his sentence when in fact Hendra could still read Kezia's unusual facial features. Either his mind is now about his first love or his young master. Clearly, he was incessantly twisting the ring on his ring finger.

“Good Miss..”.

Hendra immediately steered the car towards the office. Kezia continued to pay attention to the writing on the paper he was holding. This is Arland's writing. He remembered where he had seen this writing again.

“Gosh!” cetus Kezia, I think he remembered where he had seen this writing. This writing is the same writing as the one in his notebook and the poem he received during High School. Kezia's heart was pounding again. He recalled the line of poetry he had received as if it had just been yesterday. The moment when Arland might be trying to approach her but the look on her face changed again when she remembered the voice of the woman on her phone and Difa's attitude towards Arland, making Kezia conclude something.

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“Who are you picking up mba?” asked one of the mothers who was waiting for her child when she saw Kezia sitting next to her.

“Sean bu...” sahut Kezia, smile friendly.

“Oohh the bule yes?” continued. Kezia nodded. “Wah pantesan her son handsome, her mother is also beautiful. Said he was German, huh?” continued the mother.

“Iya bu...” replied Kezia accordingly.

Mothers whispered to each other and occasionally glanced at Kezia. But Kezia doesn't care. The bells go home from school. Sean looks out of class with his backpack.

“Seaann...” exclaims Kezia to her son.

“Mima... Hast du lange? (Mima, have you been waiting a long time?)” exclaim Sean.

“Noch kein sohn. Lass uns nach hause gehen. (Not yet son. Let's go home.)” said Kezia while grabbing Sean's hand. Sean nodded.

“Mom-mom, excuse me first..” say goodbye to Kezia while smiling.

“Iyaa be careful on the road..” exclaim mothers almost simultaneously.

“Wah really yaa his son is very handsome. If only my daughter, I deketin mamahnya make in jodohin.” Said one of my mothers laughing

“Iyaaa.. Her mother is also young. I think young marriage yaa..” timpal other mother.

“Say her husband is still in Germany. They live in his mother's house. Well don't-don't divorce times yaa..”

“Duh time anyway, still young already in stay aja.”

“But it's true that abroad, marriage is so often.”

“Beautiful young widow dong yaa.”.

Such was the struggle of the mothers who saw Kezia and Sean. Free time and the right object are the main conditions for gossip. But it was not Kezia thought of it and thought of it as the last wind.

“Mima, I want to eat fried chicken, can I?” pinta Sean stared at Kezia's face

“Bby darling. But why do you suddenly want to eat fried chicken?” Kezia looked astonished. During this time Sean only ate home-cooked food either in Germany or at home.

“So he ate fried chicken with a voraciously and I want to try it.” Sean said with a pushy look.

“Dia?” search kezia.

“Iya mima, my friends..” Sean clarified it.

“Alright, let's eat fried chicken. We see, as good as what fried chicken “Dia” eats..” tease Kezia while smiling. Sean looked over while smiling.

“It looks like Seanku has another crush on someone..” muttered Kezia.

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