Love The Village Youth
Chapter 2

Not waiting long, Rama immediately brought Diska into the restaurant ‘Simple’. Without a fight this time Diska followed Rama, they sat at the corner table. This restaurant looks very clean and classier than the 10,000 dining house they had visited.

Not long after they sat down, two servants brought some side dishes and two servings of rice in two dishes and held them on the table.

Once they are done with their business, they leave their customers to enjoy the food they love.

Such is the service of the field restaurant that spreads everywhere, Diska has known this service since she was in college.

“Yuk, please eat!” Rama politely invited Diska.

Actually, Rama felt awkward inviting Diska to chat, because he looked very quiet and Rama could also feel that Diska did not like him.

Diska did not touch Rama's words, he immediately took the food he liked, then he devoured the food that was already on his plate.

Rama stared comically at Diska who was devouring her food without caring for the handsome man who was staring in admiration at her.

As Diska's food stayed a little longer, Diska noticed Rama's gaze.

“Ngapain you see me?” ask Ketus disc.

Rama shook his head with a smile, “You are funny yes,” said Rama managed to make Diska stop his eating activities.

He rolled his eyeballs, puffed up.

“You mean?” Diska linking her two eyebrows confused not to accept in saying funny.

“Hehe, you're funny eating it. It was like someone who had no taste at all. Turns out you're starving too huh .. hahaha.” Rama laughed.

Diska stopped her eating, not because she was angry at Rama, but she was already full.

“Cock Ease, anyway?” asked Rama wonder.

“Udah full!” ketus Diska's.

Rama smiled again, then he continued his eating. Now replacing the Diska that looked at Rama eating, Rama ate his food with courtesy and proper aesthetics.

He seemed to be enjoying the food in front of him.

Discreetly Diska began to be amazed by Rama who looked sober but he had ethics in every action.

“Why see me? Have a crush on you!” Rama seduces Diska with confidence.

“Ish, who wants to be with you?” the great-grandson of Diska was slow, which was still clearly heard by Rama.

Only a smile was engraved on Rama's handsome face. He refocused on the food on his plate. Before long, Rama washed his hands, then downed a glass of water.

“Kak, bill!” rama said as he raised his hand to call a servant.

The waiter rushed to the cashier to pick up the bill for Rama and Diska's meal, then approached them.

“This, Bang,” said the waiter thrusting a piece of paper.

Rama glanced at the bill and then he took the money out of his wallet, Rama gave a hundred thousand pieces of money to the waiter.

“Wait a minute, Bang. I took the change first,” Said the servant to Rama who was answered by a friendly nod from the handsome man who looked simple.

“Where are you going?” rama asked Diska because the clock is still showing at half-time, which means they still have about 2 hours left.

Diska just shrugged her shoulders not knowing where to go, because she herself did not know about the city of Padang. Rama thought for a moment, he himself did not know where to go, but as he remembered he had been to Pasir Jambak beach which was close to their current position.

“Yes already, how about if we go to prayer first, after that play to the beach?” Rama made an offer.

“Terusah,” said Diska who actually he agreed with Rama's invitation.

They came out of the restaurant, and Rama took Diska to a mosque not far from where they were.

After praying dzuhur they again set foot down the alley road not far from the restaurant.

“Still far huh?” asked Diska because she was tired of walking.

“Ngak kok,” answered Rama casually.

Not how long they arrived at a quiet beach, a beach that was not touched by the crowd.

This beautiful white sandy beach looks unkempt, because the city government of Padang is not so interested in making this beach location as a tourist spot.

“Wow! Very beautiful!” exclaim Diska amazed to see the beauty of the natural scenery created by the ruler.

“This beach is very beautiful but unfortunately not maintained,” said Rama gave his opinion.

Diska glanced at Rama, in his mind, Rama was someone who had a lot of life experience.

Diska was silent, she continued to step towards a falling coconut tree. Diska started taking out her phone. He captured all the sights he felt necessary.

“Need help for selfie?” rama asked, because he saw that Diska had not yet photographed herself.

Diska was only silent with an indecipherable glance, from earlier only Rama who spoke a lot. Diska will answer Rama's question if it feels necessary.

Feeling cheered on by the woman he had just met, Rama decided to sit on the coconut tree. He waited for the excitement of Diska who was busy with her phone.

Drrr.tts..drrrttt...

Rama's phone rang, Rama took a butut phone from his pants pocket, the phone output no*a type 1100.

Although the phone is classified as old but for Rama this phone is very meaningful.

“Halo!” rama said when his call was connected.

“Where are you, Rama?” ask the village chief.

“Still in the city of Padang sir, we again wait for the bus that leaves at 4 pm later,” replied Rama.

“ Yes already, later if you have arrived in the village of Silaping, you better stay there. I'm afraid you bring a motorcycle at night, because here it just rained and it is certain that the road is very slippery.” The village chief informed them of the current condition of the road to their village.

“Good sir, let me later stay at the house of my brother,” said Rama responded to the speech of the village chief.

“Be careful yes!” order the village chief.

Rama nodded in understanding, although it was certain that the village chief could not see the nod of Rama.

Rama turned off his phone, then he put the flat object back in his pants pocket.

Rama is still watching Diska which is still cool to perpetuate the beauty of the creation of the Most Beautiful.

“Have the photo?” rama asked as Diska sat right next to the handsome man.

“Udah!” answer a Short Disc.

It seems that Diska does not intend to talk much with Rama, maybe Diska still considers Rama as a stranger who must be watched out.

Rama sighed softly, he tried to understand the super cute girl.

“Yes, let's go back to the counter! It's four middle hours,” said Rama while looking at his watch.

Diska just nodded, Rama immediately stood up and stepped down the residential street of the residents while Diska continued to follow Rama's footsteps from behind with a grumble in her heart. Because, they had gone too far on foot, currently Diska really felt aching in her legs.

Diska decides to stop at a large rock on the side of the road, Diska no longer cares about Rama who keeps walking away from her.

After Rama arrived at the bus counter, Rama only realized Diska was not behind him.

“Diska!”call Rama panicked, he was afraid of stray Diska in the city he had just visited.

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