Adrian   I was on my way, so didn't want to pick up the phone. When stuck at a red light not far from the parlor tattoo location, I checked the cellphone screen. Brother called again and again. Meanwhile Fany also did the same. They're so compact that they're annoying, what's really going on? It seems that there is indeed something important, so my sister has called many times. Even though the streets were quiet, I could immediately dash to campus to pick up Fany. But there was no choice, I pulled the vehicle aside for a moment to pick up the phone from him. "What's wrong, sis?" I asked holding the phone. “I'm on my way to pick up Fany, can we talk later? "There's no need to pick him up," said Brother, who didn't know what he meant. “Fany has been brought home by her girl friend who is of Indonesian descent. You'd better go straight to your apartment." "Thanks for the info Sis, why did you meet Fany on campus—"

Fany   Adrian was smart enough to take me to Starbucks, buy me green tea. After ordering a meal through the drive thru, the car parked in the crowded supermarket parking lot. He opened the top slightly and turned on country music at a low volume. "Comfortable?" he asked, then took a sip of his favorite Casscara Machiato. "Now tell me, what do you need help with?" "Actually it's about Mother." I immediately took a sip of my drink. He nodded slightly. "What's the matter with the perfect lady?" "Two weeks from Father's birthday and also their wedding anniversary." "Oh I see?" Adrian became enthusiastic. "Does your father need my help?" I shook my head. "No, but Mom invited me to come to a small party at a cafe. I know what kind of woman she is, she will definitely invite a lot of rich young men who are acquaintances of Father's business associates there to be arranged for me." I contin

Adrian   I sat in the hood enjoying Pier 69, the pier where many yachts live. The sound of the wind playing the waves, the dim light, the smell of the calm sea, perfect for refreshing the mind. Alfred's car arrives. After turning off the car, he approached me. "Sorry for being late. I brought you your favorite drink." He sat on the hood of the car, put the plastic bag there. We enjoyed the beer. He was silent. I invited, maybe I should also start our small talk. "Did you two fight?" investigate me. “Can you take care of Fany?” Alfred asked, without answering. "Why suddenly ask like that?" "I want you to make her happy. Take care of her, like Dad takes care of Mom. Keep her smiling, have a family, make Adrian junior and Fany junior a lot, live in peace in Glendale or other areas.” "Damn it, you didn't answer my question." I crumpled up the can, tossed it deep in the trash on the othe

Fany   A knock on the door made me run to open the door. Oh no, wait. I tidied up my t-shirt, black leather jacket, and dark maxi above the knee. Take a deep breath, exhale. relax. Relax. Nothing special, right? I opened the door, to find him standing against the wall in the hallway, looking at the screen of the cellphone he was holding, his other hand hiding in the pocket of his blue jeans. When it came out, it was empty. The trouser pocket was flat with no bulge there. "Put your feet down, don't step on the wall, you'll get dirty." It's actually fine, it's just that he didn't bring a present, obviously I—oh he did? "This is for you." A lollipop. He also sucked a lollipop of a kind and then preceded to go down. "I'll be waiting in the car." So this is how he started a date? I slam the door that locks automatically, sucking in the candy following him from behind. Irritating! What's wrong with buying dolls, flowers

Adrian  Many girls screamed because of this little 'incident', Fany was no different from the others.His voice was like a banshe seeing prey, my eardrums nearly burst."Hey, hey." I covered his mouth. "Relax, all is well."But he easily let go. "Okay how about that? How do you think we're going to get out of here?""Down into the sea?""You idiot Adrian, what if you fall into the dock? Oh my God, how about this?""It's me, take it easy."All dark. The chamber swayed from the sudden stop. There seemed to be a serious problem until all the lights on the pier went out completely, no carnival music, or concert music, only the sound of the night breeze.Let me guess, the electricity isn't strong enough for concerts as well as carnivals and other nightly entertainment?It's okay, because of this Fany hugged my arm tightly. If there wasn't a stuffed bunny, I could be even warmer than