As beautiful as Destiny
8. Uncome

Steve is already neatly wearing a navy suit. Tonight the plan is to go to Stewart Island. Her hair was well styled, as well as the perfume that was attached to her clothes. His appearance was perfect this time compared to usual.

Steve put a black watch on his wrist. The man snatched the car keys.

"Wohin gehst du?"(where to?) ask a middle-aged, milk-brown woman speaking German.

"Willst du Stewart Island." (tow to Stewart Island)

The woman, whose name was Eliosia, smiled seductively, "*s*cher willst du Lexy kennenlernen, oder?" (sure you want to meet Lexy, right?)

Steve smiled gently, "*n*ein, aber Citra." (no, but Citra)

Eliosia frowned, "*we*r is,Citra?"(who's Citra?)

"Ich sage with spare, ich muss jetzt gehen!"(I'll tell you later, I have to go now!) Steve walked away.

Eliosia was confused. Lexy is the lover of her son. Naturally Eliosia doesn't know anything, Steve hasn't told her about the relationship.

Steve left his home. He drove his car, split the road. His lips continued to smile.

I don't know why he was too happy to meet the hijab girl.

Steve got out of the car when he got to his destination. He immediately grabbed the sunglasses from his suit.

Slowly he stepped. Enjoy this sea. The light of the aurora stretched wide in the sky. The combination of colors that combine into one displays the beauty of nature. Some stars scattered in different directions. Combined with a beautiful moon. The light of the aurora continued to boast of its beauty. Anyone who came here would definitely grin. Plus the vast sea. This place really brings harmony.

Steve glanced at the watch that was on his wrist. The girl has not come yet. He had prepared his letter. It seems he doesn't need this letter, inwardly.

Some people started coming. Enjoy the light of aurora. He watched everyone who came. His eyes glanced in various directions.

He took out the letter. I really wanted him to tear the paper. Steve breathed a rough breath. He dropped his body on the beach. It is very envious to see a couple who look happy. Harmonically.

He reached into his pants pocket, took out a phone with an apple logo that had been bitten on the left. Checking the green chat app. It was just from some female fan who asked for her number on the save. Steve just read it. No intention to reply, not even that number on the block. He was just looking for the girl's name. Looks like the girl didn't keep the number.

It's late at night. But the girl didn't come. Steve put the letter back in his pocket. He got up from his seat.fix, the girl will not be present.

He re-entered his car. With a hollow feeling. Arriving at Home, Eliosia was shown the disheveled face of her Son.

" scenter?" (why?)" tanyakanya. Steve just looked at his mother's face for a glimpse, then waltzed away.

Steve immediately dropped his body on his bed. He slept instantly, even though he was still wearing his suit.

***

The sun is starting to come. The light shines brightly on the city of Auckland. The sky was clearly light blue. So too with the white of the clouds. The sunlight broke through Steve's room through the cracks of his window. The birds sound sweet.

Steve's eyes were perfect. He's late. Steve lamgsung flicked his blanket. Hurry towards the bathroom. Just brush your teeth and shampoo. Then change clothes. He tucked his shirt.

Her hair is original. Yet neat. The suit he just wore last night, Steve put it on the bed. But he did not forget the letter. He put the letter in the nightstand drawer.

He immediately grabbed his backpack and motorbike key. He knew that the motor was faster than the car. Given this situation is an emergency.

He drove his motor at high speed. There are fifteen more minutes. He hates being late.

He parked his motorcycle in the parking area of a motor vehicle. When he turned around, the man was presented with a pashmina hijab-wearing girl in milk brown and black robe, plus a brown blazzer.

But the man looked at her flat. Make the girl feel guilty, "i'm so so so sorry, Steve! I doubt your invitation. But I beg you! The letter is mine, my right, please give it back!"

Steve approached the girl, making Citra rewind her steps, "*s*orry? I am late because of you! I waited for hours there but you didn't come, it's free! It makes me bad luck. I hate bad luck! I hate being late! And don't expect the letter to go back into your hands!"

"And about doubt. You think I'm a loser? Huh huh? I've never done that shit!" Steve walked, walked wide. Leaving the image still at war with his mind.

Image turned body. Staring at Steve's still-visible back, "what do I have to do to get the letter?" that Image question really made Steve stop stepping.

Steve looked back, "wait in the park after this lecture!" Steve stepped back.

Finally the girl was able to breathe. At the very least, there was still hope of being able to get a letter from Andri.

***

The image is sitting sweetly in the garden. Waiting for the presence of the figure of the man who has made a promise to meet in this park.

The girl was tired of waiting. However, it was not comparable to Steve who waited for his presence last night, making it a misfortune.

The baritone's voice was throbbing. Making Citra look up. Without warning, Steve immediately sat next to Citra, leaving a little distance between Them. However, the image shifted to the corner of the bench, so as not to be too close together.

"I need that letter, Steve!" Imagery.

Steve turned to the other person, "I understand, you take it easy! I will return the letter. At least a week later I'll give it back."

The image stared intently at Steve's eyes, "why do you always buy time?"

"For you to understand the meaning of waiting. So you feel the wait." Silencing imagery.

"You understand what I mean, don't you?"

There's no answer. The girl's tongue. The image bit his lips.

Steve got up right away from his seat, "would you like to come have lunch with me?"

Steve nodded, "Lunch,"

"Quiet down! I'll deal with it," he continued. The image is getting less and less understood.

Steve breathed a rude sigh, "there's no way you can't speak Indonesian right, Miss? Or maybe my language is wrong?"

"Not that. Why are you taking me?"

"Because no one else" replied Steve soberly.

"Why not just your girlfriend?"

Steve chuckled, "i cut that connection off,"

"Oh yeah, where's your ex-boyfriend from college?"

"Would you come to lunch or not?" Image knocked on his chin. In the girl's mind, she didn't want to disappoint Steve anymore.

Image rise, "alright, come on! But as you promised, right for my deal?"

Steve smiled gently, then nodded. However, the steps of Citra suddenly stopped. Makes Steve cringe.

The image patted his eel, "Astagfirullah, I forgot Mother's permission. Wait a minute, Steve!" Steve digested the phrase Citra, he did not understand. However, the man nodded in return.

The image reached into his blazzer pocket. Take out the phone with an apple logo that has been bitten on the top of the left. The girl immediately sent a short message to Raina, as she came home a bit later than usual.

Yes, even though Raina is not in New Zealand, still Citra permission to travel anywhere. Especially with Steve who is clearly not his mahram.

Citra re-entered her phone to its original place once the message had been sent, and Raina allowed her daughter.

"Come on!" They go back in line. Entering the parking area.

Steve scratched his non-itchy peek, "emmm...Image, but I've got a motor."

"Search restaurants near the campus only. And why far away. Just walk away."

"Seriously? Don't want to go any further?"

"No need!"

The two of them walked together to a restaurant that was located so close to this campus.

Image and Steve sat facing each other.Steve waved his hand next to, "Waiter!"(waiter! )call. The servant approached them.

"I'll order foie gras with the avocado juice drink." (i ordered foie gras as avocado juice) Steve looked at Citra, "what did you order?"

"Take it the same!"

Steve nodded, "*tw*o foie gras and two avocado juice." (foie gras two and avocado juice two) The waiter began to record the menu, then sauntered.

After a few minutes, a different servant than before approached them. Bring a tray containing the food menu ordered by Steve.

Steve gave a smile, "*t*hank you! " The servant nodded and hurried away.

The stunned image saw a friendly Steve at this Restaurant Servant. If from his appearance, you could say Steve is the type of person who is cold, but different from his heart that is very friendly.

"Steve, can I have it?"

"Please!"

"Where's your ex-boyfriend from college?"

Steve shook his shoulder, "i don't know, there's been no talk since two months before our relationship ended. Last time we talked was when I drove him home from the airport. Do you remember the first time we met?" The image nodded without interrupting Steve's words, "yes, come home from that the last time we spoke. Tomorrow, he called me. Take a walk, around the city of Auckland. But I refuse."

The image was clouded with curiosity, "you still love her?"

Steve shook his head, "a few months before breaking up, I didn't love him anymore."

"If I may know, what is your ex's name?"

"Lexy"

"Which country?"

"Just like me, Germany" Steve again bribed the food menu. So too with the image.

The image placed the spoon and fork on the plate. He lowered. Steve looked at him with a look of wonder, "*w*hy?"

Clear details came out of Citra's eye patch, "I'm sorry, Steve! About last night."

Steve smiled gently, "forget that! I've forgiven you, even I've cursed him. Nevermind! Don't feel so guilty!" Steve pulled out a piece of tissue, then gave the tissue to Citra, "take this! I don't like to see you cry."

The image grabbed the tissue, and began to wipe her cheeks moistened by tears, "Thank you, Steve!" Steve smile. Slowly his hand approached the hand of Citra stacked on the dining table. And he actually touched the hand of the vibrating image. Probably nervous.

Steve chuckles, "relax!"

***

Oh yes guys! There are some parts that I need to revise. Maybe all part. So, please be patient if there are any irregularities in this story. At first I would like to make a revision, but my hands are already gatel. But, I've got a new update part. Insha'allah. Just calm.

So, of course God willing the story will be better.

Happy reading to everyone!