Swipe You, Swipe Me
Epilogues

The kling!

The Daily Grande's door opened. The sounds of groups of people with their respective groups boisterously sounded in the air. The shop is pretty crowded today. The person behind the coffee machine is overwhelmed enough to make and deliver each coffee until he himself is unaware of the presence of new guests.

The girl stepped into the back room, keeping her belongings one locker with the one the man had behind the coffee maker. Take an apron and put it on, tie his hair into a pony tail and put it in the gap behind the hat. Wash his hands and join the counter table.

"Which order should I take?" tara asked Bram who was solidifying ground coffee.

"Tara?" Bram was surprised to see the woman's presence was complete with Daily Grande combat equipment. There was no way that the work behind these hot machines would make her unaware of the doorbell clinking when this girl walked in. Did he break through the wall?

"What do you see? Quickly we're bustling, Bram," Tara regained consciousness.

"Oh, for a second," Bram again struggled with a glass and a cappucino pitcher. He started making his coffee art. When he finished, he handed it to Tara. "Table 3, yes."

Tara took a small note and wrote the name of Ataya the booker and put a picture of a smile at the end of her name. He carried the drink with a tray and walked full balance until table 3.

"Good to enjoy Ataya, mbak," served the coffee solemnly.

"Thank you" he said. "Eh, ma'am, ask dong."

"Yes, Mbak Ataya?" Tara tightened her tray and leaned her body towards the customer.

"That's.., mas Bram, have a girl yet, mbak?" ataya asked as she glanced at the man behind Tara's back who was busy with his cup and coffee.

"Many like to mbak but end up on the run," replied Tara with a worried expression.

"Lho, why?" Ataya closed her mouth in astonishment. "Mas Bram playing with his hands? Rough?"

"Oh, no," Tara denied. "Mas Bram is really good, even bad. But..." Tara whispered, "her boyfriend is really fierce, almost like a psychopath. Who found out that Bram's mas deketin he hit directly in front of his house."

"God really? Does he know the women's houses?" Ataya gets swept away with the information Tara gave her.

"See, that's the part that's bigger than the collision. Let's mbak, I still have to help Bram mas," Tara said goodbye while giggling in her heart. Leaving Ataya who began to rethink approached Bram.

Until eleven o'clock in the evening, visitors began to dwindle. At least Tara can wash the glasses, dishes and cutlery in the back and dry them with a machine. He sipped a glass of water to the toilet. He got one for Bram, "drink first."

Bram put a coffee powder press on his machine and took a glass from Tara's hand. "Ah." he sighed in relief, "Thank you, Tara."

"Hm" Tara muttered her response and went back to wash the dirty glass. He was sure the man could not eat.

Tara had sent three messages this day but none were even read by Bram. He took the initiative to ask Dodot, who knew Bram was in his shop. It turns out that Bram replaced Tobias on the fourth branch due to illness. As Tara recalled, Bram should have only visited the seventh branch, but had to be diverted to run that fourth branch. Returning home, Tara decides to help him. Given that it was Friday night, it is certain visitors will be crowded.

And it's true.

***

Bram makes Milkioffee for Tara, making himself Expressionate to accompany them to enjoy the Nutella martabak that Tara brought.

"Thank you, Tara, I'm so hungry!" Bram has spent nyari half a day in just 10 minutes.

"His food, there is still a lot of food," he said. Tara slid her head towards the corner of the room, "By the way the new Gromophone?"

"Mmm," Bram said, he hastily swallowed the chew in order to speak more appropriately. "The idea of Niko. We have 8 booths-"

"Seven," corrects Tara.

"Watch the stall being built to be 8," nego Bram.

"Yes, it's not operational yet, is it?" Tara crossed her legs.

"Good, Miss. Okay," Bram raised both his hands to calm Tara down. "Ide Niko, each outlet has its own theme. There is jungle, mediterranean, futuristic, mm. k-pop sytle, school canteen, play room. Well, incidentally Tobias asked for a theme here old-school cafe. Ngubek Pasar Lama yesterday for nyari tuh goods."

"Well, I can't wait to see the other shops. Where are you going next week? Come along,"

"Stay set, I'll share-loc. It will not be able to pick you up" he said.

"Ga was once a big deal for me anyway," Tara sipped her Milkioffee again. "By the way, does the gromophone still work?"

"Could, really. I happened to buy the black disc too. It was thought to be installed as a display, but let's install who knows who still reads," Bram stepped into the back of the shop while talking to himself. "Why don't I light it up from the beginning huh, so the atmosphere is definitely more romantic."

Tara shook her head while smiling in wonder. Until now he sips coffee, he is also still amazed about himself and Bram. The universe opens every path to that man. No effort is too hard for them to be together.

As if awakened, Tara picked up the phone lying on the table. Turn on the screen and look for SwipeLove app symbols. Lamat Tara looked at the symbol. Many things can happen and become a historical carving in his life. Bram reappeared while carrying the excitedly-shaken disc while looking at him. The long pressing of the symbol until several options appear floating in the screen of his phone. Steadily, Tara chose the trash can image as a command to remove the app. After being sure, he turned off his phone screen again and walked closer to the gramophone with Bram.

"Let's see," Bram took out a disc from his container with a picture of the artist and a name that Tara did not know at all. Placed the disc on the rotating panel and Bram lowered the needle so that the disc could be read by the object and let out its sound.

Slowly the gramophone let out a bit of a pail, they both looked and frowned. But over time his voice became clearer and louder. And they both smile of pleasure.

🎶🎶 Put your head on my shoulder

(Lay your head on my shoulder)

Hold me in your arms, baby

(stretch me with your arms, baby)

Squeeze me oh-so-tight

(hugged me tightly oh)

Show me that you love me too 🎶🎶

(show you love me too)

"Tara, shall we?" one hand waited for Tara to welcome him.

"Dance? I can't. You can?" tanyanya doubt.

"Of course, I can't" Bram laughed.

"So, shall we?" bring again.

"Hm, sure. Why not if I should do it with you," Tara smiled and welcomed Bram's hand.

🎶🎶Put your lips next to mine, dear

(bring your lips with me, love)

Won't you kiss me once, baby?

(don't you kiss me once, baby?)

Just a kiss goodnight, maybe

(goodnight kiss, maybe)

You and I will fall in love 🎶🎶

(You and I are going to fall in love)

Bram pulled him to the middle of the store, all the benches and tables were tidied up until the room was wider and they were free to move. The two of them caught each other by arranging their feet not to step on each other, but many times the word 'aw' came out of their lips and laughed at him. Tara decided to put her bare feet on top of Bram's two feet.

"It's more better" said Tara as she raised her head to face Bram. Smilingly.

🎶🎶People say that love's a game

(They say love is just a game)

A game you just can't win

(a game you can't win)

If there's a way

(If there is a way)

I'll find it someday

(i'll find him one day)

And then this fool will rush in🎶🎶

(and this stupidity strikes)

"It should have to be better from now on, Tara," Bram gently kissed Tara's lips. A single tear rolled from the right eye. It is said that if the first tear falls from the left, it is a cry of sadness. And vice versa. Tara cried happily because she knew Bram was by her side.

"Just wondering, your tears how many gallons of stock is that?" bram asked their bodies to follow the tempo.

"Why?" Tara looked at him in disbelief, what kind of question was that.

"Every time I see you, you're crying" Bram frowned.

Tara wrapped her hands around Bram's neck, "Maybe, there's a point."

"What?" Tara felt Bram's hand getting tighter hugging her waist.

"Your job is to wipe away my tears" Tara replied with a radiant face.

Bram smiled and changed his face for a moment like he didn't care, "Ahh, I'll just use a tissue."

"Gendeng" Tara hit him on the shoulder and Bram laughed.

🎶🎶Put your head on my shoulder

(Lay your head on my shoulder)

Whisper in my ear, baby

(whisper in my ear, baby)

Words I want to hear

(words I want to hear)

Tell me, tell me that you love me too

(say, tell me you love me too)

Put your head on my shoulder

(Lay your head on my shoulder)

Whisper in my ear, baby

(whisper in my ear, baby)

Words I want to hear, baby

(words I want to hear, baby)

Put your head on my shoulder🎶🎶

(put your head on my shoulder)

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