First sight

Part 9.

Did not feel the car entering the cafe yard. After parking the car, we looked for a seat that led to the cafe garden. There is live music here too, but only on weekends. On a normal day, only music can be heard from the sound system, it is enough to make the atmosphere relaxed and comfortable.

Just sitting on the bench at the cafe, we were presented with a romantic song entitled: "nothing's gonna change my love for you" by the band Westlife.

Soon a waiter came with a menu book and a small note. I immediately ordered two servings, a special menu at this shop. Arini nodded in agreement, the important thing is to eat and be full.

Once again, I apologize for accusing Arini of telling Rendy of her phone number and home address. Arini understands because he is my only close friend.

Meanwhile, Randy has many ways to get what he wants. While busy daydreaming, my phone vibrates. There is an incoming message in the green application. As soon as I saw the anonymous sender, I showed Arini the contents of the message.

"Oh, who is this Zaa?" asked Arini confused.

"Hm, I don't know! You just read all the messages," I said.

"You don't have to reply to all the messages again Za! He must have stopped sending messages!" suggested Arini. "Yeah," I said, holding up a thumbs up at him.

"Actually I'm curious about the guy in front of the house. But he still has a girl!" I explained.

"Ahh, you want that guy to break up with

the girl?!" Arini asked surprised.

"Hmm, that's it," I said.

"Ugh, that's really bad!" Arini protested.

"Haa-haa, sometimes it's bad to make yourself happy, don't blame me," I said.

"It's just you, Zaa," Arini could only shake her head.

From far away, the waiter brought our order. Two plates of steak and fries plus white rice. This afternoon I want to eat as much as I can, to get rid of my annoyance.

"Zaa ... if this is how you eat, then you won't be slim anymore," Arini protested when she saw me adding rice to the plate.

"Just let it go, the important thing is not to be upset anymore," I said laughing.

A plate of steak and fries and a plate of white rice were gone. While sipping iced lemon tea, I rubbed my full stomach.

Tring ... tringg ... There's a notification coming to my cellphone, it must be the prankster guy who sent the message. My guess was right, maybe he was curious, I was online but didn't reply to his messages.

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"Zaa, your cellphone is vibrating," said Arini.

"Leave it alone, Rin! Let him die curious about me," I replied curtly.

"You mean the prankster messenger, huh?" asked Arini confused.

"Who else, if not him!"

"Then not him, but your mother! Have you seen the message?"

"Not yet!"

"Hm, I'm really confident," joked Arini.

Arini's words are also true, I hastily grabbed the cellphone in my bag, then wiped the screen. It turned out that Arini was right, it was Mother who sent me a message.

["Assalamualaikum, Za! Where are you?"]

["Wa'alaikumsalam, Mother. Za is with Arini,"] I replied.

["Here's another bouquet for you!"] ["Take a picture, Mom!"] I asked.

My mother immediately sent a photo of a pink flower arrangement to my cellphone.

["Bund, throw that bouquet in the trash! That's what a coward did,"] I said.

["Yes, Mother, just put it in the guard post! At the same time, you don't have to accept a message to Pak German if a courier delivers the bouquet!"]

["Well, that's a good idea, Bund,"] I said.

In the photo that Mother sent earlier, I made the status in the green application. With the caption "this is what a cowardly man does, it's better to throw it in the trash."

"You are crazy, Za! Such a beautiful bouquet is thrown away!" he protested.

"Let it go, no need to save it!" I replied curtly.

"If you want, just take it on the spot my trash!"

"It's broken and smells bad man!" said Arini.

"Yes-obviously!" I said with a satisfied smile.

Tring ... tring... There was another message in the same application, when I saw who the sender was, it turned out that there were a lot of comments from friends in the campus group.

["Would you like a bouquet, Zara."] they said, sending a smiley emoji sticking out their tongue.

["Just take it in the trash can in front of my house, guys!"] I replied.

"Oteweee," they said while sending emojis

laugh to tears.

There's just the behavior of friends in the campus group. I accidentally sent a status about the bouquet, the sender must have seen and read it. Let him know that I don't like receiving anything from him.

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Turns out my guess was right, that cowardly boy messages me again. This time it was not a word of seduction, but a word of regret. "Why did you throw away the bouquet, arrogant? really!" He wrote with a face emoji horned.

From now onwards, I will not reply to all messages from him. Leave it until it stops on its own. The most painful thing is when the message is read, but not answered. If I block it, I'm just as cowardly as him.

Let the playboy know that not everything he wants can be achieved. So far, with being rich and handsome, all the girls on campus have fallen to their knees. This is the first time a girl has dared to refuse, that is, I am a girl named Zahrana Bilqis.

Not long after, a silver sedan honked its horn. He stopped in the courtyard of the restaurant, opening the glass. A boy was waving at us.

As soon as he observed it turned out to be Angga, Arini's lover. We soon finished lunch. Arini thanked him for the treat. He first left the restaurant, then climbed into Angga's car. After paying at the cashier, I went out to the parking lot, then immediately left.

In the car, seeing Arini and her boyfriend earlier, I was reminded of the neighbor boy.

When I get home, I will look for information about it from Mother or Papa. My curiosity is growing.

Before seeing that neighbor boy, I never cared about any guy. But this is different, at first glance, it feels like your chest is tingling and warming. Is this what they call falling in love at first sight? But that guy is dating, should I snatch him from his girlfriend?

To be continued...