As beautiful as Destiny
12. Evades

The students were just allowed to go home. The weather right now, it's raining. Luckily Citra wears a brown outer.

Even so, Indo rain and Auckland rain are different. Rain in Auckland can reach 6° celcous. Therefore, Citra is still cold.

The girl did not want to get bored, so she and Jasmine took shelter in the library. The image is cool reading fiction books, while Jasmine is cool playing her phone.

Catoline is also coming. He was listening to music while reading a recipe book. The huft! Check out the chef's son, just read a book about food.

Image closes the book. The taste of reading it was gone somewhere. Especially considering the incident in the parking lot earlier, he felt annoyed with Jasmine. But he can't wiggle. After all, if komplen on Jasmine is free, their friendship is tenuous.

The phone rang Calorine's. The girl came out of the library. A few seconds later, he went back in and approached Citra and Jasmine.

"Sorry! I have to go home now."

Citra and Jasmin nodded, "*b*ye!"

Calorine waved her hand, "*b*ye!"

Until, at the table was left Citra and Jasmine. The image breathed his tired breath, "I know what I have to do. About my life, my choices, and everything about me, only I can make decisions. Only I make the decision. Other people are just advisors, not regulators." (i know what I have to do. About my life, my choices, and everything about me, only I can make a decision. I'm the only one making the decision. Others are just advisers, not regulators)

Jasmine stared at Citra cynically, then placed her phone on the table, "what do you mean?"

"I'm sure your English is very broad. You have mastered this language."

Jasmine shook her head, "what are you talking about?"

The image that had looked down, now dared to look at Jasmine, "about anything. In essence, one cannot judge the object's decision."

Jasmine raised her chin, "lo make what decision?"

The image shook, "not yet. But I don't like people who interfere. If my advice still accepts. But to make a decision, let alone not making a decision, I really don't like that."

"About Steve?"

The image smiled faintly, "about anything."

After saying those two words, Citra got up and came out of the library. Don't forget the very brief farewell with Jasmine.

The girl started to come out of the building. The rain is starting to fall. However, the streets still look muddy.

The puddle of water moved as soon as the ankle boots stepped on it. The image covers his head with a skull. He stood on the side of the road, looking for a passing taxi. From a short distance away, Citra saw Steve starting to enter his car.

Citra stepped closer to the car, making a knocking sound on the road along her shoes.

"Steve!" call Citra. Steve, who was about to enter, approached and closed his car.

"You changed."

Steve smiled cynically, "is that a problem?"

Lips Image clenched. Steve grinned cynically, then, that cynical smile turned into a sinister smile, "please! Please if you want to be with others. Let's just say, we're just new people and pretentious, and then there's no news from each other."

The image shed tears, "why are your thoughts so cruel?"

"One day, we will. I hope not one of us loves anyone. Or love each other. That'll hurt."

Steve got into the car and drove across the street. As for Citra, she touched her chest which felt like it was pierced.

"You're late, Steve. I already love you."

The image hugged itself. Lips vibrate. It was like a sharp knife. Tongue's cow. Now, only the sound will come out of his mouth.

***

Steve packed all his belongings, into a suitcase. The plan, he will move to a penthouse that is far from Citra.

He intends to avoid the girl, before Citra loves him.

After feeling that everything had been prepared, Steve dragged the suitcase into the elevator. He passed by Citra who happened to be going down as well.

In the elevator. Only the two of them were shrouded in a sense of silence. However, Citra's eyes point to the suitcase that Steve was holding.

"Where are you going?"

Steve put one fist in his pants pocket, "we only met on campus. Or in a public place by chance."

"You dodged?"

Steve closed his eyes, "that can be said."

The image threw away his gaze, he tried to neutralize his breath so that his shoulders would rise and fall normally. Otherwise, maybe Steve will know that he is crying.

The position of Citra turned back on Steve. Actually, Steve wanted to chuckle, but the situation was not supportive.

Ting!

Elevator door opens. Steve put his lips closer to Citra's ear, "I hope, with this decision of mine, we're fine."

They both came out of the door of the iron box. And walk towards the parking lot.

They both face each other. Citra's nose and cheeks have been flushed.

"May you be happy with the man you love. And may you be happy to continue your life with her."

Steve got in the car. The image was about to prevent, but his hands felt very heavy.

"I just don't know if I'm dating Andri or not. But Steve has done this. What if I get married? Maybe Steve can't see me anymore" he said

***

Steve kept some of his clothes in the closet in his new room. Room with this minimalist color, became his favorite color. Black and white. Very minimalist. Suddenly, he thought of Eliosia. Wasn't he not allowed to go to her?

Steve shook his head, completely dizzy, forgetting to tell his own Mom. Occasionally knead his temple.

Suddenly, there was an incoming message through his chat application.

Mama: Geh, wo bist du Sohn der Gesetzlosigkeit? (where have you gone the bastard child!)

Tuh kan's! He knew it would happen like this. Steve chuckled as he rubbed his face, he replied to the message.

Steve: In the new penthouse. (In the new penthouse) there is no reply. Read by Eliosia. Steve also directly mengharger his cellphone which is already lowbat.

***

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!