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"Wahhhh there's mango-flavored ice cream?" Both of Anandita's eyes were perfectly rounded while staring at the picture in the menu book.
"Do you want one? You want to?" he said, and he turned to Regan.
"My stomach is full. One serving of chicken rice is enough." The man shifted the plate that was the contents he had just finished off.
"Well, why aren't guys eating? Afraid of fat, huh? No way, you guys are active?"
Regan looked to roll her eyes.
Anandita again waved her hand to call Amara's Love waitress who by late afternoon was a little more relaxed.
"Yes? Anything else?"
"You want mango ice cream dong. Not delicious?" The girl asked.
"For now, mango ice cream is our mainstay menu, sister." replied the waiter.
"Got good. One" he said again.
"Okay, is there anything else, brother?"
"Want the ice cream?" bargain Anandita again to Regan who has completed her eating activities.
"Looks not. We'll be here longer." And the man answered.
"Oo yes." Then Anandita went back to the waiter. "The cream is using cones, right? Go straight home." Then he took out his wallet from his sling bag. "You will pay" he said again.
"Eh .. no. Let me me." However, Regan pulls a trey bill that is already ready at their table and sees the total amount she has to pay.
"No need to Om. I'm the one who paid, I'm the one who ate." said the girl who intended to refuse.Β
But it was too late, because Regan had already put some blue money in the trey bill.
"In my opinion, abstinence for men when eating out is paid for by women, unless you're my boss" said Regan, who gestured to the waitress to finish her work.
"The millennium, Om. There's no more kayak. Anyone who can afford to pay for anything they buy." Anadita answered.
"Year may be millennial, but good habits should not be eliminated. At least we, men will not lose their function in the presence of women." Regan broke the opinion of the girl in front of him who instantly fell silent as soon as she finished speaking.
So sweet's. Inner Anandita, with a smile slowly rising at the corner of her lips.
"Please have some mango ice cream, and here's the change." The shopkeeper quickly returned with Anandita's last order, then the two men left immediately.
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"Negative Ann! I can't take you there." Regan again refuses when the girl asks him to drive her somewhere else.
"Why? Is there still work?"
"Sir Daryl hasn't given the order yet." The man looked at his watch which was already showing at four in the afternoon.
"Well, why don't you just go and get me?"
"The matter is out of procedure, and again there is no permission from Mr. Arfan. I'll have a problem."
"Ck! Why didn't you tell me that there had to be Papa's permission?" Anandita pulled her phone out of the bag.
"If Papa ngizinin, would you take me somewhere else?"
"Yes." Yeah." Regan answered the origin.
Just try it, and you can be sure if Arfan Sanjaya will not give permission. He muttered then laughed inwardly.
"Hallo, Papa?" Call immediately underway.
"Yes Ann?" Then I heard the answer from across.
"Can I go to the Old Town?" Anandita asked directly.
"Old Town? Want what?"
"Just go on, with those photos."
"Are you not in the Reading House?" Now Arfan asked.
"Udah was sorted out from earlier, I told you the same Papa. This just finished eating at Kak Ara's shop."
"Why go to the Old Town?"
"You want? Can't she? Arkhan aja every week end wandering until Bandung can, when I only go to the Old City just can not. Papa heart!" The girl started sulking.
"Why did you say that?"
"It's over if Arkhan wants anything to always be obtained, it's my turn Papa does not give permission." His voice changed to spoiled mode.
"Geez!"
"I wasn't going to say because Papa definitely won't give permission, but because I appreciate Papa you know, so say it first. But if for example β¦."
"Who are you going with?" The father asked again.
"The Same Om Regan. I was told to ask permission first, just to send. But it seems that if Papa does not give permission will also not be deh. Yes it is β¦." His voice sounded disappointed.
And the girl walked while kicking the air in front of her feet.
"Yes already." Then unexpected answers were heard.
"What Pah?" And he turned his call into a loud speaker so that the man who was also walking beside him could hear.
"Go, but don't go home tonight." continued Arfan.
"Seriously dad?" Anandita's face changed when she heard this.
"Yes, but really to the Old Town right?"
"Yes, you don't believe it?"
"Not so, Ann β¦."
"And I went the same way as Om Regan. Definitely will not be allowed to macem-macem." said the girl who glanced at Regan.
"Do you have any plans to do anything?" The intonation of Arfan's voice was heard rising by an octave.
"No pah, kidding. hehehe." Anandita laughed again.
"If you want to mess around, you better not! Papa doesn't want girls to wander outside the house is not necessarily. Just yummy. Tired of educating you just to make you look low in front of others? It is better that Papa be branded cruel all because it forbids you to do many things than you are." Arfan spoke at length.
"No Papa, I was just kidding. Seriously very?"
"There are things that can be made as jokes, and there are things that can't be, Ann. And Papa has no tolerance for that one." The man explained.
"Yes Papa, I understand."
"What do you want?"
"Yes stay in the Old Town."
"Well, just go there, and before evening you should be home."
"Can't it be till night?"
"No, or you're not going at all."
"Yes Pah, yes. I understand." Anandita with an excited expression, and she looked at Regan's displeased-looking face.
"Give your hape to Regan!" arfan said again, and the girl did as her father told her.
"Yes sir?" And Regan answered immediately.
"You know what to do, don't you?"
"Yes, Sir. I understand."
"Okay, I trust Ann to you. And remember, don't let him do anything."Β
Regan gulps her saliva with great difficulty upon hearing the warning of an Arfan Sanjaya.Β
"Well sir" he said later, and the man broke off the conversation.
"Don't you?" Anandita pointed the tip of her index finger at Regan's face which seemed to sigh deeply.
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The man followed where Anandita was. Explore every corner of the Old City that makes them feel like they are entering another era that has never been passed before.
And it has been dozens of times Anandita took pictures through the camera of her mobile phone since they arrived at the place.
"Smile why Om? Pouting just now?" The girl took their picture from the side with a pretty cheerful expression.
Of course, he managed to get Regan, the assistant of his uncle to follow his will that day. At the same time enjoying his pleasure that he rarely got without his father's supervision.
Regan smiled briefly as the girl re-directed her phone camera, then she returned to starting mode.
"Well, just that much?" Then Anandita saw some pictures of her shots that she chose the best.
"Remove, that's embarrassing!" The man said.
"No, this is funny. Ahahaha." replied Anandita who let her stay in her cell phone gallery.
"Remove, Ann. Later caught by Mr. Arfan we could get in trouble!" pinta Regan almost snatched the flat object from Anandita's hand.
"No, what's the business?"
"Seriously. Where are the assistants and nephews of his superiors taking pictures together? It would be very strange and make people misunderstand!" regan said again.
"Whatever the hell, just a photo! I'm not just the same picture Om doang. But the same with others."
"Times?"
"Original. Same driver Opa, big house security, Mr. Maman too."
"Whose Maman's father?"
"The gardener Opa. So, don't think that Om is the only person in my picture!"
"You lied!" And the man managed to snatch Anandita's phone.
"Om yeah!!"
Regan sniffed so that she could see into the flat object.
"No manners, that's privacy!!" Anandita won't lose either. He kept trying to get his phone back.
And sure enough, Regan found a lot of photos of the girl while in the big house and she was with some family employees.
Drivers, security guards, gardeners, even complex security that occasionally comes across while patrolling is also in the gallery collection. In addition to the household assistants, of course.
"Don't believe in being a person?" Then the girl actually took back her phone from Regan's hands.
"Eee .. Why are you doing that?" He also asked.
"Make mementos."
"Memories?"
"Yes. We can't turn back time to the past, right? So I chose to keep what I had done in the photos. It's funny that one day I'll see you again."
Regan fell silent.
"Om know not, if each photo keeps its own story that we might later miss."
"What story do you keep behind the photo with gardener Mr Satria?"
"Much."
"Anything?"
"He who taught me to go up as a child when Papa was no more, or Opa no longer had time."
"Keep the security guard?"
"She's the one who wants me to play rubber if no one wants to go along."
"Complex security?"
"He who likes to buy me snacks at the stall if the same bosen food at Opa's house."
"Duh, smuggling's her name, Ann."
"Emangs. Haha." The girl laughed. "Well, was it my childhood? But it's over when I start college. But I don't want to lose that moment, you know."
"Hmm... Melancholy once you are? Didn't expect, Arfan Sanjaya's son could be this crybaby?"
"So, said Arfan Sanjaya's son was a crybaby? Don't know if I'm angry anymore."
"Masa? Can you be angry?"
"Can be."
"What makes you angry?"
"Much."
"Yes, what?"
"One of them?"
Regan nodded her head.
"If the guy that I'm taking walks with another girl." Anandita moved from where she stood.
He turned on his phone to take pictures and videos.Β
"What's? Do you have a boyfriend, right? Wahhhh danger!!" And Regan went back in her footsteps.
"What danger?"
"If Mr. Arfan knew it could go berserk. You'll definitely be locked up."
"Gruby."
"Seriously."
"Who said I had a boyfriend?" Anandita avoided eye contact with the man.
"That's what you said about the man you were appraising?"
"Fairy doesn't mean courtship, Om."
"Continue?"
"Ordinary streets like this can also have a crush."
Regan was stunned for a moment.
THE CHUCK!!Β
The sound of photo shots on Anandita's phone again sounded, and now the object is Regan's face with a perfect attitude.
"good Om. But with a smile, it's even better." The girl laughed.
"Thank you" he said again who smiled so sweetly, making the man standing in front of him even more stunned with a rustling feeling.
"I have another sweet memory today." He chuckled softly, then went back to taking a picture of Regan's face.
"Stop Ann, that's too much."
The girl just smiled. "It's okay, I'll delete it if you've moved to the painting" he replied again, continuing the steps to cover the other corner.
"Can you paint?" Regan followed in her footsteps.
"Can."
"What are you painting?"
"Can I paint. Especially the faces of the handsome guys."
The atmosphere was getting dimmer and the decorative lights on the streets had started to be lit. It brought its own strangeness almost that afternoon.
And Anandita still hasn't stopped taking pictures with her cell phone. He felt he had to have the pictures to be included in his collection list.
"Duh, tomorrow-tomorrow I want to bring a camera just ah let the picture be better." The girl talks to herself, while Regan keeps following her.
He made sure the girl did not take the wrong step and instead harmed herself.
"Be careful, Ann." Regan even pulled out her sling bag when Anandita almost broke through the slightly crowded streets of the Old City.
"Ehehehe, done." Then he turned off the phone whose battery power was half. "Don't let the hape die, or Papa will send troops if for example I'm hard to call" he said, laughing.
"Where else are we going?" Regan asked.
"No, we go home. It's not until the night." Anandita stared at the gray Old City sky.
A small drizzle even began to come down making the place feel cool and the atmosphere more and more syahdu.
Regan took off the jacket she was wearing, then she used it to cover the girl's head.
"Then we go home now?" he said, and Anandita nodded her head in agreement.
The man held onto the jacket that covered Anandita's head, making sure it did not come off and exposing the girl to drizzle while they ran towards the car on the other side of town.
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