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Sunday night

Next day.

Zahira is getting ready for work. I was standing in front to take her daughter. But their eyes were on the biker who stopped at their house. Who else if not the handsome male Adam who would be a new member in their family.

"What are you going to drive Zahira?" Adam politely asked after getting off the bike.

"Yes, my son, you're going to take this father's daughter." Answer nodded.

"No, sir, let Zahira go with me." Adam said while looking at Zahira.

I looked at his daughter. "You're the same Adam Nduk." His word.

Zahira nodded. "Yes Sir. It doesn't matter, Zahira leaves." Pamit Zahira kissing the hand of the Father followed by Adam.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Say their regards.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Father.

Again they became the view of the villagers when Adam hugged Zahira.

"Loh, you haven't left yet. He said he'd take Zahira?" Ask Zahira's mother to see her husband enter the house again.

"Not to Mak. Our daughter's leaving the same as Adam's." He answered and placed the motor key on the table.

"Oh.." Mom said briefly.

On the way, no one spoke at all. Adam focused on the speed of his vehicle while Zahira only looked at Adam's back and occasionally he smiled happily behind his helmet. Now they arrive at Zahira's workplace.

"Favor Brother." Zahira said after getting off Adam's motorcycle.

Adam nodded. "Later after work, we'll get your bike." Adam still spoke with a cold tone of his voice.

"Yes Brother." Zahira answered briefly not knowing what else to answer.

After that, Adam took out his motorcycle. Zahira immediately entered the Swalayan.

"Hi Ra's..." Say hello with a big smile.

"Hi too, what a spirit Din?" Zahira asked with a frown.

"Yes dong, we have to be excited tomorrow, it's Sunday." Answer Early with her blooming smile.

"Yes, yeah, it's fast changing days. Tomorrow is Sunday again." Zahira.

"It's true." Clear Early.

They do their job with passion.

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Here's where it is now. Adam drove Zahira to pick up his motorcycle at the workshop. It was a pretty crowded workshop that afternoon.

"Have the bike finished?" Adam asked the repairman who was carrying Zahira's motorcycle yesterday.

"Oo. is done. Here's the key, please." Answer the repairman who happened to check Zahira's motorcycle again.

"How much does it cost?" Ask Zahira.

"One hundred and fifty thousand Mbak." Answer the repairman because it turns out that the problem is Akinya who must be replaced.

"Lho, why did Brother Adam pay?" Ask Zahira wonder.

"Oh, it's okay. You keep the money." Adam answered coldly.

Zahira put the money back in her wallet.

"Thank you again, brother. Again, Adam helped me." Zahira smiled making Adam nod.

Zahira rode on his motorcycle while Adam followed behind him, heading home to each other.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Zahira entered the house. Drinking water in the refrigerator because it is very thirsty.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Zahira's mother replied in the kitchen, I don't know what she was doing.

Zahira entered her room and lay down for a while to lay down her slender body because she was so tired. He also remembered that today was Sunday night, there was an appointment with Risma the friend and also the cute Micah the daughter of Risma.

Zahira took a towel and a change of clothes as well, then headed for the bathroom soaking up her body that was already sticky by sweat.

"Newly.." He muttered after the shower.

Zahira immediately opened the phone to see the posts of her friends on social media with the green application. He smiles if there is a post that he thinks is funny.

He also recalled that Adam had asked for his contact number.

"Why didn't Brother Adam ever talk to me, even though he already had my contact number?" Zahira wondered.

Dert..

Zahira raised an incoming call apparently from his friend, Risma.

"Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum Ris. Yes, what's wrong?" Ask Zahira behind the phone.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Ra. don't forget about night." Risma reminded her friend not to forget.

"Yes, I didn't forget, you're calm." Zahira.

"Yes, I just reminded you. At half-seven I'll pick you up huh." Risma.

"I'll wait for you." Reply Zahira.

"Don't forget the beautiful makeup." Tempta Risma over there.

"Haha.you are this." Sahut Zahira laughed. Risma thought she would meet Adam what, wear ordered and beautiful.

"Well, I'll see you later, Assalamu'alaikum." Risma.

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

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Seriate..