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Chapter 4 - Put in love, the ulampun arrives

Currently, Arkham looks still with his busyness.

It didn't feel like time was passing so quickly and today was the first day her sister took the school exam.

After Arkham called Akhyar last night, Arkham was further convinced by Akhyar that not only would Akhyar graduate but certainly with grades that would not disappoint Arkham and his mother.

Arkham was still tidying up some stuff, dusting off there after a while he turned on the photo copy machine.

"It looks like it's time tomorrow to buy something." His murmur was softly observing his etalas.

After finishing, Arkham sat behind the floor again.

He took a piece of paper and a pen. While paying attention to the items inside there, his hand began to write on the paper with eyes that continued to scan the contents of the display case one after another.

"Spedol, Pencil, typeX, Cutter contents (large) ..." He murmured while writing.

These items that have mostly been sold leave little stock.

After all was recorded well, Arkham just had to wait for Arif to come. With coffee next to him and a cigarette in his hand, he sat on the front bench waiting for the customer as usual.

"Tomorrow to see Trisya again, want to ask for her phone number ah." Benak Arkham playing hayal.

After he failed yesterday to ask Trisya number to Iqbal and Hani who instead told Trisya if he asked Trisya mobile number to both.

With the same answer, the two also told Arkham.

[Said Trisya, if you want her phone number don't ask anyone else. Ask him, directly.]

Recalling it, Arkham blushed even though he was alone, how cowardly he was in his mind. But the opportunity is still there, I won't waste it. That soft voice penetrated Arkham's heart which was currently quiet.

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The rays of the morning sun began to protrude from behind the hill and penetrated the buildings that morning, Arkham who had just opened his eyes began to move to wash himself. Afterwards he started brewing coffee for a new spirit that morning.

Today is a new beginning, where he will strengthen his heart, get rid of the shame to pick up the feeling of love at his first sight.

"Trisya, wait for today.

I will try to uncover what I have against you!"

....

With a passionate spirit about Trisya, Arkham was impatient to wait for the time to step. It's not about the expenses Arkham thinks of Trisya. Indeed young love is difficult to prevent, as the old saying goes.

That's what Arkham is doing right now.

*

Now that time is up, it's time to go to the Koh Ahong store with some notes about the needs of the store.

Riding his vehicle he did not realize it was too early to leave for Koh Ahong store. However ...

His name is as beautiful as love, no one can hold Arkham, not even Arkham itself.

Like not himself, Arkham is currently driving his bike without any more burden, there is only wishful encounter with Trisya.

That face, which he had seen at the time, was now clearly imprinted in his memory without even the slightest flaw in Arkham's memory, that face that every time mulls a blushing smile on Arkham's face is playing in Arkham's delusion on his speeding bike.

Occasionally it slows down its motor drive again. Until finally Arkham woke up.

"Agir, I left too early!!!"

"Why do you do it there if you haven't opened the store yet!! Shit, slow this time goes."

Although impatient, Arkham tried to use logic at once. He slowed down the vehicle for breakfast that morning.

He stopped at a chicken porridge shop, saw some people were eating breakfast there. He ordered a serving of chicken porridge for himself, after which he scanned to find a place for him to sit.

After he ordered it, he sat on a bench not far from the entrance he had been through, he sat down and played his phone waiting for the porridge to be ready to serve and shortly after.

A beautiful woman walked over, ordered food and sat down next to Arkham because only the seat was left.

"Excuse me, can you sit here?" The woman spoke to Arkham who was busy with her phone, then turned her head towards the street.

"Yes, please sit down!"

Arkham replied, turning his head, but he saw the soft black hair, because she turned to the road after asking him.

Arkham drowned his face in his handphone. Without any chatter between the two.

"Excuse me, spicy chicken porridge has the mas. And this one who doesn't use peanuts has his mbak."

"Thank you buk!!" Arkham and the woman next to him answered simultaneously.

Coincidentally it made them look at each other, silent for a while to exchange eyes that were now entangled with each other.