Choosing to Let Go
episode 23

After a few minutes the two reached their destination. The colorful lights and the bustle of the crowd in the place greeted them the first time they entered the entrance.

"Well, the night market?" cicha asked after he got off Keyndra's ninja bike.

"Seriously you invited me here Key?" cicha said again, the girl looked around, fascinated by the sight she saw. Colorful lights with various sizes that adorn every corner of the place, a variety of game rides, food and beverage vendors are neatly lined up, and there are many more sellers who peddle merchandise, such as clothes, clothes, toys, dolls, and various other trinkets. The smile of the beautiful girl grew wider, when she saw the little children chasing each other with a smile that adorned their faces. Not only small children, but various people of all ages filled the place. The visitors look so happy.

"Hm, don't you like it?" asked Keyndra, the man's hand moved to tidy up Cicha's hair that was a little messy because of the wind and the helmet the girl was wearing earlier.

"Like," said Cicha, the girl looked up to look at Keyndra's face higher than her, then smiled.

Seeing the girl smiling happily, Keyndra smiled as well. There was a sense of satisfaction in being able to make the girl he loved smile. She thinks Cicha's happiness is also her happiness.

"Well, do I like it?" keyndra said while looking at Cicha's shady eyes, slightly smiling.

"Fright cake," replied Cicha, while slightly bowing her face in embarrassment.

Keyndra was thrilled to hear Cicha's honest answer, because it was the answer she wanted to hear. The guy chuckles as he slowly rips through Cicha's hair, then briefly kisses Cicha's head.

Cicha immediately raised his face, "Ihh Key, ashamed to know, here are many people," he said, while glancing around, it was true that several pairs of eyes were watching them.

"That will be seen by the people" protested Cicha with a slightly frowning face.

"Yes, I'm sorry, hehehe" said Keyndra, pinching Cicha's cheek.

"Where did you try Ay?" keyndra asked, the man linked his fingers with Cicha's tiny fingers and held them tightly.

"You want to ride the ring can ya?" said Cicha, because from a long time ago he wanted to ride the one-spinning vehicle.

"Come," answered Keyndra. "if that is the case, then go there," he said again, Keyndra brought Cicha to where the vehicle was, without taking off his hand.

As the two walked together, countless pairs of eyes stared in admiration at the two of them.

"*Their exact compatibility."

"The girl is pretty, the guy is handsome too."

"Couple goals really not?"

"Bikin soul single I'm getting thrashed know not anyway*?"

And there are many more whispers that they hear. They just throw smiles at each other to respond.

"You wait here wait a moment, I bought the ticket first" said Keyndra when they arrived at the ring.

Cicha nodded, standing not far from where the ticket was bought.

"Is he already?" cicha asked, as Keyndra approached him.

"Udah, here's the ticket" Keyndra said, showing the ticket he bought.

"Hehehe, I bought the ticket until you were satisfied with the ride" said Keyndra, scratching his neck and revealing his signature grin.

Cicha simply shook her head, unwilling to argue with Key who was a little stubborn.

Both are still waiting for their turn to go up. Keyndra's hand would not be silent, with the man slowly embracing Cicha's shoulder. Before long it stopped, some people had already dropped off, while others had not come down because they bought more tickets, as Keyndra did.

Keyndra immediately took Cicha on the ride. Keyndra sat on the right side while Cicha sat on the left. Their positions face each other.

Cicha was more fascinated to see the beautiful scenery that he could see from up there. While Keyndra continues to pay attention to the girl, even though the scenery outside is very interesting. Seeing the smile that adorns Cicha's beautiful face, according to Keyndra is a more beautiful sight than the scenery out there. (Basic, the ice man who has melted, the bucin is not kelirungan).

"What a good view from up here?" cicha.

"Even now it's much better, because look at it you've managed deh Ay," said Keyndra who now sees the scenery out there.

"What the hell is Key gombal mulu."

"Seriously Ay," replied Keyndra not to be outdone which this time either sounds serious.

"Yes!" call Keyndra to make Cicha want to not turn his head.

Keyndra put away the hair on the girl's cheek. Cicha turned his head immediately, as the distance of their faces was currently very close. Slowly Keyndra's hand reached over to Cicha's shoulder, so that the girl would not feel cold.

Suddenly Keyndra brought her face closer to Cicha inside. That made the girl close her eyes tightly. Cicha could feel the warm breath of Keyndra hitting his face.

The boy's index finger gently stroked every inch of Cicha's face. Making Cicha who was still loyal close her eyes, stiffened slightly. Suddenly Cicha grimaced a little, feeling a pain on her forehead because there was a jail hand that touched her forehead.

"Hayo, think strangely for sure," said Keyndra while slightly chuckling. Made Cicha instantly open her eyes. His face was as red as a tomato.

"Babelle!" cicha said as she pushed the body of Keyndra slightly away. This made Keyndra no longer able to hold back his laughter.

"That means it's really ngarep diapain huh?" asked Keyndra while looking at Cicha's sharp nose.

"Where is it, no yes, why is it also ngarep diapa-apain?" cicha replied ferociously, and turned his face that had definitely grown red with embarrassment.

"Ihh, how could you think of that anyway? Shame to know no, basic."

"Know not Ay? you're beautiful when you're angry again" Keyndra told Cicha, who still dared not look at her.

After getting off the ring, the two enjoyed their time playing all the games there. Try out various prize games, until they get a big teddy bear. They also buy cotton candy, ice cream, and other snacks sold there.

Before delivering the girl home, Keyndra took Cicha to a place to eat. This time his choice fell on the five-foot fried rice stall that became his favorite. Although the man is a rich man's son, but he prefers to be populist like his other friends. According to him, the food sold to street vendors, is not inferior to expensive food in star-rated restaurants.

Of course, the nature of Keyndra like that, makes Cicha even more admiring. Cicha is selfish enough to have Keyndra forever.

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