Waitin

Gistara never likes with 'waiting' word. Boring. Useless. Wasting time. She never wants waitin someone.

 

Never.

 

Ah. Except him.

 

He is the only exception. He is the one who she always wanted. He is...

 

her world

 

Her lips curved a little when she imagined that guy coming from the door in front of her, and give her a smirk that always make her heart beat fast. She played her foot under the table, trying to waste time.

Oh, come on, please come soon...

 

She looked at her watch on her wrist. One hour

 

Two hours.

Three hours.

Is he not coming for me?

 

This smile slowly disappeared like sand on the beach. Her eyeballs started  covered with water, making this cat eyes more glasses.

 

She even didn't know why she waited for him. She should leave him for a better life. Or love. She is not the nerd girl that can't get someone better. Opposite it, she absolutely can point one and she will get someone new.

But everything doesn't go the same.

Everything like in the wrong way when she wasn't with him.

And in the end, she admitted. There is must him.

Must him.

She looked at the sky that turn on the orange color. With yellow and red abstract lines, they made a beautiful creature. He won't some for sure.

Tear fell down quickly, went to her cheek.

Should she keep waiting?

"Gistara!"

Shocked, she looked for the one called her. She knew well this voice. The voice that always she missed.

Its.....

"I'm so sorry for my late. Mr. Allen made me can't go out from the studio."

Him.

"Gistara? Are you mad at me?"

He came...

 

This smile back. Brighter. Shinner.

 

"Devan, baby. I can't mad to you...."