You and me have as a same as.

The tears fell down my smooth cheeks. I stopped and looked up at the dark sky. There were bright stars still twinkling staring at me was transfixed. Jebran helped me up and looked at him.

I looked up into the vast sky and said, "If I were the brightest star, would there be another star that would soon dim my light?"

"There will not be if you have never made a mistake. You still shine brightly in someone's heart, and you have even lit up a heart that was once dark," said Jebran looking at me from behind.

I closed my eyes and spontaneously turned around.

"Ah!"

"I'm starting again," I grumbled down.

I turned around and looked at Jebran calmly. All my flushed expression now flexed for a moment. I'm embarrassed in front of Jebran as my boss. But, somehow? Since yesterday I can't keep my shame anymore. I've been feeling ashamed for a long time. He even likes my subconscious.

"What made you like me?" I suddenly said a word to him.

"You're like that bright star!" he said.

I was stunned when he said a sentence that might lower my sympathy for him. "Then, apart from that?!"

"You have something in common with me. You and I are not nearly as different," Jebran said.

Now Jebran's eyes are so sincere in saying it. Is this a coincidence? I and Jebran's have something in common?

"What's that?" I asked curiously.

"Stubborn. However, stubbornness is not like you. I am a man and, I should hold on to my spirit. You already know it. I don't think you need an answer anymore," said Jebran.

I stepped forward to face Jebran face. My eyes noticed the movement of Jebran's eyeballs. "So I have to love you?"

"I won't insist," she squeaked.

"Well, I have to love you. You are a very different man from those who have stopped in my heart. I see myself in your eyeballs. I think you are right! You and I have something in common," I said start to widen a smile.

"Thank you. I hope you become a woman who will not ruin this relationship," Jebran hoped to take my hand.

He squeezed my wrist gently. Then brought it close to his mouth, kissed my hand gently while looking peacefully at my expression.

"Be my woman!" he said.

I can't answer his request. However, I started to curl my lips and said, "Is this an order?"

"No, this is my wish!" he insisted.

I was taken aback by his gentle tone. His gaze was so wistful towards me. I was carried away by the night wind that gave me a cool caress. Thrown into the vast ocean, then attracted by soft white clouds.

My eyes can't see his face again, but I know that I like Jebran more than anything. I argued and looked up arrogantly in front of him. However, as time went on, we often felt close. I don't know what incident brought us closer.

He held me tightly as he walked the city streets. Look at each other, warm smiles, beautiful paintings displayed between the two of us. Falling in love almost drives other people crazy.

Is this how it feels to fall in love? Like a hurricane that doesn't blow the island! Like a hurricane but not heard! All that by love is a million irreplaceable happiness.

We sat on the edge of the street. Look up at the night sky with a peaceful view. I put my head next to his shoulder. He leaned my head against his head. Our hands are still holding tightly like lovers who can not be separated. Even though we just started.

"From now on! Never hide anything from me. I am your boss in the office, but outside you are my lover. But, no one can separate us, no matter where we are. Never shy away from me! And never go alone!" he said next to me.

"Hemm. Alright, Mr. Jebran!" I said as I closed my eyes.

"Emira," said Jebran quietly.

"You don't want to ask about me? I'm even curious about your family figure. It's just that I recognize your mother. She is a good friend of my uncle and family," said Jebran.

"I already knew it. But, I am a strict person. No one will stand in my way after my mother! Becoming a reporter is not my dream. But, as time goes by, I like my job," I said.

He hugged me, and I almost fell asleep in his arms.

"Hey, how long are we going to be here?!" I screamed suddenly.

"Argh! You just startled me," Jebran grumbled, startled by me.

I let go of his arm and stood up straight.

"It's late, Jebran!" I complained.

"Ten o'clock at night," he said, looking at the elite watches.

I finally moved from the convenience of sit, and the pleasure of being together. The warmth immediately faded because of my insistence which made Jebran a little stiff.

We finally came back and continued the sweet dream at home. The most comfortable place is a place that won't beat anything, which is our own home.

***

      Dilan ruffled his hair on the side of the road. His eyes and all his actions are so torturous. He crouched down, grimacing.

"Aahhh!!" he roared.

Someone walked up to him. Without being seen by his face, the man squatted down and gently patted Dilan's shoulder.

"Dylan," he called.

Dilan looked up slowly to see the man. Surprised, he gaped at the look on her face.

"You?!!"

"Come on," he said to hold out his hand.

"I don't even want to meet anyone!" Dylan grumbled.

Someone had brought Dilan from the front of the restaurant. Who is that man? To the point and brings Dilan into his car.

The man was very foreign, not even seen at all. Strong body, mediocre face, tall and looks like bosses.

"Why are you looking for me?" asked Dilan from inside the car.

The man controlled the steering wheel calmly. His eyes lit up the street so perfectly. Dylan turned to look at him.

"I haven't even seen you in almost a year," said Dilan.

"Do you want to find your older sister?" the man asked.

"How is that possible? He must not see again," complained Dilan.

"Why are you here?" Dylan looked back at the man.

"Heh! I see Emira has grown up," said the man.

Dilan froze as the man squinted his face. So suspicious from the tone that the man.

"Endru," called Dilan.

"Well, what's wrong?" said the man named Endru.

"Don't bother Emira!" Dylan asked with an anxious expression.

"Hahaha," laughed Endru stopping the car.

"Dilan, I think you should know how Emira's father did to your brother ten years ago. But instead, you like that woman. That's enough! Don't ever threaten me," growled Endru.

"To me, you have been dead for a long time in my brother's heart. He never even appeared as long as I was alive. My father died and died, but I'm still waiting for him," Dilan grumbled as he opened the car door.

When the window was still open, Dilan said, "Once again! Don't ever bother Emira if anything happens to her. I will look for you!"

Endru looks relaxed with a lopsided smile. He left Dilan alone on the street. Dilan's facial features were engraved with restlessness. Can't believe someone's back.

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