on a ride | englot

thirteen

Charlotte is sweating constantly as she eats a bowl of noodle soup in the middle of the afternoon when it is burning outside and extremely hot.

Despite wiping her forehead every minute, Charlotte still enjoyed every bite of noodles she was getting.

Engfa suddenly gets up and walks toward the counter to talk with the old lady, Charlotte wondered why?

"Here, have some ice cream." Then Engfa went back with two ice creams in hand.

Engfa might feel guilty after witnessing Charlotte's situation and giggle while giving Charlotte freezing treats.

She can't help but wonder how Engfa Waraha is not dripping sweat when she almost finished the hot noodle soup they ordered. Engfa is not even phased by the spicy flavor she picked.

Engfa, in Charlotte's perspective, truly separated herself from the others. Engfa was just buit different.

Charlotte took over to the ice cream and tasted it, feeling thrilled that Engfa had picked the right flavor without knowing Charlotte was going to love it.

"This flavor is the one I like the most in the world, how did you know this place?" Charlotte once more ran her glance about the interior and exterior of the old restaurant they entered.

It looks old and rusty. The furniture and atmosphere of the place give Charlotte the impression that it has been running for a decade now. She can see old woods all over the place and big open windows where the wind can enter freely.

The utensils they are using are also carved in a beautiful old-fashioned way, and the paintings around them feel like they have lived for hundreds of years.

Despite the aura of the place, it is clean, feels warm, and brings comfort like a home. Maybe this is the reason why Engfa likes the place.

"This place reminds me of a lot of memories, and the food here is to die for." Engfa answered. This time, Engfa is tasting ice cream too.

"So you're constantly here, but why are we the only ones eating? Don't get me wrong, the meal is amazing, but where are the people?" Charlotte counted the two of them and only saw the old lady, who is the owner of this place, cleaning a vintage wine glass on the counter. Engfa introduced the old lady to her as just Grandma.

"I always like to promote this place on my social media because it actually deserves recognition, but Grandma doesn't want me to expose this place outside, and over time I actually like it that way." Engfa explained.

That is why this place is hidden from outside eyes. Charlotte nodded her head at the information.

Engfa and Charlotte went to eat out without Tina because she had something else to do or because Tina was just reasoning out.

Charlotte thanked God again the second time because her friend declined Engfa's invitations.

"And I think Grandma is already rich." Engfa added, her eyebrows are lifting with the idea.

Using a private car that Engfa owned, they traveled for almost 2 hours in a rural area where you can't see high towers and buildings.

Charlotte thought Engfa was hungry, but maybe she really is not.

"I guess you like to be in a place where you can be at peace." Charlotte said, looking at Engfa's face as if she knew what the superstar was actually meaning by going this far just to eat.

Who wouldn't desire that? A place where you may eat wonderful meals while spending the most of your time alone, away from the swarms of people who will fill your space and the cameras that will be watching your every move.

"You're like a baby, Charlotte. Look how messy your ice cream is." Engfa bent over the table and grabbed Charlotte's face.

Charlotte had been zoned out and thinking things without even being aware of it.

So Engfa moved to use her thumb to get rid of the ice cream stain that had been painted on Charlotte's side of the lips.

Similar to the majority of recordings you'll encounter in romantic scenes from movies and series, it happened to both of them.

That, all of a sudden, it seemed to feel like everything was being captured in slow motion. With each soft movement they made, they gently stopped the passage of time.