First dinner with Ryo

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 I wrapped my arms around the waist of the man in front of me and rested my head on his broad back.  Enjoying the comfort that is implied through the smell of his body along with the pounding in his chest that soothes.  I haven't been like this in a long time.  The curve of the lips pulled up when Ryo's left hand gently squeezed my fingers that wrapped around his waist.  The whole way, we just kept silent.  I think body language already represents the feelings of each of us who currently have the same turmoil.

 Have you ever felt that something was happening to your heart, while you weren't sure what it was?  Have you ever talked to someone without a single word being spoken, but the feelings that were present were so real?

 That's what I'm feeling right now.  The taste that I should get from a halal lover.  However, I accidentally found a stranger who now touched the recesses of my frozen heart.

 I admit this heart which is fragile is indeed vulnerable, being entered by another heart.  I don't know if it's just an excuse or just an excuse.  I do not care.  At least this time I want to be a little selfish, feel the love of another and be happy for myself.

 ***

 "Do you like the place?"  asked Ryo suddenly.  Suddenly both eyes turned to the man in front of me.

 "I really like it! This is my first time here," I smiled widely as I looked around again.  "How do you know a place like this?"  I asked.

 Ryo smiled, "Yes from a friend", he replied, shrugging his shoulders.  Our chat was interrupted by a waiter who brought the dishes we ordered.  Instantly, the smell of food pierced the nose.  Delicious.  The worms in my stomach suddenly asked for their rights to be fulfilled.  It seems that the chicken porridge that Ryo gave me was only able to block my hunger for a while.

 "If you're going to take your account to a beautiful place like this, I'll go home first. At least wear the right dress and make-up. It's no longer messy like this."  I grumbled while munching on the available pieces of steak.

 Ryo smiled, "You're still beautiful like this. Even if your eyes are swollen like a goldfish."

I glared at Ryo with pursed lips which made him chuckle while shaking his head.  After that, small talk flowed between us while occasionally laughing, until the dishes on the table clothed with turquoise color were gone.

 "Hey, I have a surprise for you," he said.

 "What?"  I inquired curiously.

 "Wait a minute!"  he ordered as he got up from the chair, then headed towards the stage in the corner of the room.

 Meanwhile, my eyes followed the movements of the tall man.  He seemed to come over and whisper something to the cafe singer who was getting ready with his acoustic instrument.  Then, take over the guitar and its position.  Slightly cleared his throat and checked the sound.

 Suddenly the visitors here followed the direction of Ryo's index finger, which made me dumbfounded and reflexively covered my face.  Instantly the atmosphere became boisterous filled with voices that teased me.  Maybe now my face is as red as a tomato from holding back shame and it's all because of Ryo.

 One song from a well-known band by Ryo managed to anesthetize the entire cafe.  Several pairs of women's eyes seemed to stare with awe.  A slick guitar playing supported by a charming physique makes Ryo's charm inevitable.  Ryo has quite a strong vocal character with a fairly mature technique and soul.  When compared to a singer, at first glance his voice is like a J-rock vocalist.  So far, I know that Ryo is good at playing several musical instruments and sometimes gives examples of the tone of the songs he composes.  However, this is the first time I've heard him actually sing.

 I was stunned to see his performance.  Especially since he did all that for me.  Throughout the song the smile doesn't want to leave my lips.  It was very difficult to hide the feelings of shame, emotion, and happiness that came together.

 ***

 I frowned as we entered the parking area of ​​a luxury hotel.  After making sure Ryo parked his motorbike properly, I immediately got off carefully.  While taking off my helmet, my gaze swept across the towering building in front of me.  Then, comb through the messy strands of hair with your fingers.

 "Why are we here, Yo?"  I asked curiously.

 Ryo smiled. "You'll find out later."  He took my hand and said, "Come on, come in!"

 I was silent, staring at the man in surprise.  Instantly, a strange thing ran through my head.  However, no doubt my feet followed the wide steps.  I hope my mind is wrong.

 "Night, Mas Ryo!"  said the security guard friendly while bowing to us.  The hotel lobby's glass door opened automatically towards us approaching.  Ryo turned to him while nodding and smiling.  I got more confused when other employees also did the same.  They seem to respect the man who is currently with me.  Does Ryo have any influence here, or maybe it's because he frequents this place so they know him?

 As soon as we stepped into the hotel lobby, we were greeted with marble floors, high ceilings and a beautiful ornate chandelier in the middle.  Glass flower decorations of various colors in every corner are quite eye-catching.  Not to mention, the dominance of gold in the room.  My eyes turned to Ryo and the reception desk we just passed.  Shouldn't hotel guests generally make reservations there first?  Except if you have already booked a room first.  Duh, my mind is starting to go all over the place.

 The menu list is now in my hands.  My eyes immediately turned to the array of food menus that tempt the taste buds at quite fantastic prices.  Ryo called one of the waiters, after we chose the menu to be ordered.  More precisely he chose, I just followed it.  I'm confused about choosing the menu, so I just leave it to him which is the favorite food here.

 This was my first dinner with Ryo and it wasn't planned at all.  However, why do I feel as if everything was prepared beforehand.  Seen from the table we occupied different from the other diners table.  Our table was decorated with some white roses in a small vase.  As well as a candle that rotates above the holder.  Like a candle light dinner.  Unfortunately, the moment wasn't right.  I'd even come in a sober appearance for a date like this.  It's all because of Ryo.  Should have said where we were going.

 Continued