Love The Village Youth

Love The Village Youth
Chapter 23


"Would you like to eat or drink?" bargain Rama on Diska when a servant comes to him.


"Mhm, don't know. Drink ajalah, not appetite," replied Diska.


"Well, what do you want to drink?" ask Rama again.


"Tea es aja," replied Diska.


"Tea es 2 yes, Brother," Rama said to the waiter.


"Good, Bang. What meal?" ask the servant to Rama.


"Not yet, brother," answered Rama.


It just so happened that they reached the top of Paranginan still at 10:30 am, so they have not tasted to enjoy any food.


Rama invited Diska to take a photo in a place that was deliberately provided by cafe owners there.


While waiting for their drinks came Diska and Rama was engrossed in taking pictures together, both themselves and directly both.


Diska looks happy with what she is doing with the young man of the village .


"How, are you happy?" rama asked after they sat on a bench in their place to take pictures.


Smiling disca.


"I will be happy whenever I am around you" replied Diska inwardly.


The city girl was afraid to express the sense that was in her heart, for fear that Rama would not like her.


Rama scrunched his forehead when he saw Diska just smiling.


"Why not answer?" rama asked Diska.


"Mhm," lirih Diska nodded.


Rama smiled.


"If I could have you, I would take care of you with all my heart and soul so that the smile on your face would always be there" Rama murmured inwardly as he gazed into the girl who had taken possession of the recesses of his heart.


"Don't you drink it there or here?" ask the waiter who was bringing two glasses of iced tea to Rama and Diska.


"There alone, afraid that someone will come and want to take pictures here" said Rama.


Rama and Diska move to a cottage overlooking a very natural landscape.


"After this we will go to Air Bangis beach" said Rama.


"Hmm, is the place far away from here?" ask Diska.


"About an hour from here" replied Rama.


"Faraway too, yes," said Diska.


"Just calm down, you won't feel far away while you're with me" Rama said casually.


"Hehehe, you can." Diska chuckles at Rama's words.


They also chatted and joked for a while at the cafe, after which they turned to Air Bangis beach.


Before dzuhur time entered they had arrived at Air Bangis Beach.


Rama is looking for a mosque to stop for a moment while fulfilling his duty as a Muslim.


After praying, Rama took Diska to a restaurant. Rama already knows how Diska, he chose a nice and clean dining house even though the restaurant is fairly simple.


"We pack it up, yeah. Later we eat it on the beach," Rama said to Diska which was answered with a nod.


Rama smiled, then he ordered 2 packs of rice Padang and took Diska to the beach.


Rama took Diska to a cafe on the beach, where there are shady pine trees.


A fairly simple cafe, with a wide view of the sea.





"I used to come here with Rudi, we will order drinks here while enjoying packaged rice and looking at the open ocean" said Rama after sitting on a cafe bench.


"You are very familiar" said Diska in response to the story of Rama.


"Me and Rudi have been friends since we sat on the SD bench" said Rama.


"Rudi bai youth," said Diska argued.


"Hehehe, you could have," said Diska.


Diska felt Rama was jealous when she praised the friend.


"The evidence is better for me," said Rama again insistent.


"Yes, you two are good" said Diska.


"Bang, brother, what message do you want?" asked a servant to come to them.


"Mhm, what is it?" muttered Diska.


"Chocolatos are cold" Diska said when she saw the menu list that the waiter had given her.


"Cappuccino is cold" said Rama.


"Yes, let's eat" asked Rama.


Rama began to open the rice package they had bought earlier. He opened a rice pack for Diska.


"Eat, guaranteed delicious," said Rama.


"Well, this is a lot of portions," said Diska.


Diska does know the portion of rice Padang is indeed a lot with a mixture of delicious side dishes.


"Eat, later if not habi me spent," said Rama smiled.


"Yes, if so you take it now," said Diska.


"Don't eat until you are full, after that I will finish the rest of your food" said Rama.


"But" said Diska not feeling good.


"There is no buts" Rama denied.


The young man of the village began to feed the rice that was in front of him. She ate with her heart, Diska was stunned to see the way the young man who was beside her was eating.


Finally, Diska also enjoyed the Padang wrap rice that was in front of him.


They are busy with their eating. None of them make a sound.


"Rama, I'm full" Diska said after she finished half her rice packet.


"Yes, let me spend it" said Rama.


Rama moved the Diska rice wrap in front of him after his rice pack was finished.


He also devoured the rest of the rice belonging to Diska, the city girl looked deeply at the man who was next to him now, Rama was a simple young man who always behaved as he was, he was not ashamed of looking greedy in front of Diska. It made Diska more amazed at the young man of the village.


"Why see me like that?" rama asked after he finished his meal.


Since then he had already known that the city girl was staring at him.


"He, no," replied Diska.


"You must say I'm greedy" Rama guessed


"No, a man was used to eating large portions, different from women," said Diska honestly.


"really?" said Rama.


"Yes, that's how it is" Diska said.


Rama stared deeply at the city girl, as well as Diska, looking deeply at the young man.


They looked at each other, began to dive into the sea of love that deepened in the hearts of the two people.


Love continues to grow in their hearts, but they have not revealed what they feel because of their mutual fear of love clapping one hand.


"Sorry, Bang, Brother," said the waiter who was now in front of them with a drink they ordered earlier.


"Eh, yes," said Rama embarrassed to be found staring at the girl he liked.


The waiter smiled at the two who were now misbehaving.


"Good to enjoy, Bang, Brother," said the waiter after putting down the drink he brought earlier.


"Thank you" said Diska.


He let the waiter leave them.


Seriate...