BETWEEN SAM AND HIM

BETWEEN SAM AND HIM
Heartbroken



The lying Vio changed his position to sit down.


"You've never been heartbroken, you know what it's like, so you can say that," Vio replied still by staring at the screen of his phone.


"Who said, I was also once heartbroken, very old but," replied Adiba who was bored. Tired of just moving bed.


"Oh my goodness, Vi. Far away from Jakarta, here is just a slumber!" protesting Adiba and Vio who were hungry woke up, he took his jacket and came out of the room.


"Where are you going?" adiba asked while watching Vio.


"Say bosen, yes let's go" said Vio who then walked first.


Adiba also followed, both of them walk to enjoy the beauty of Bali at night.


Follow the footsteps that lead them to the beach.


There, Vio saw a familiar man, the man was Sam who was sitting on the beach, staring at the sea accompanied by a bottle of drink.


Vio and Adiba also approached.


They sat down next to Sam. Sam looked to his left. Vio looked at the sea.


"Well if there's a problem choosing to tell a story or be harbored?" sam asked, looking back at the sea.


"The story" Vio replied without seeing Sam.


"By telling stories, at least can reduce the burden a little," continued Vio.


"But...why doesn't he ever tell me anything? Can't I reduce the burden a little?"


Adiba who was sitting next to Vio also looked towards Sam. They both had no idea what Sam was talking about.


Vio and Adiba just listen.


Sam, who looked very sad, got up from his seat, brought his bottle and threw it away while shouting.


"Why am I stupid! Why don't I try to find him!" shouts Sam who keeps on messing around.


Sam walked away from Vio and Adiba and Sam who was drunk staggered, not long after Sam fell.


Vio and Adiba stared at each other, then both of them got up from sitting, walked over to Sam who was lying on the sand.


Vio and Adiba squat on Sam's right and left side.


"Where are we staying?" ask Vio to Adiba.


Adiba, who felt unbearable to Sam, proposed to contact his family.


"Where to do, know also not, HP number also does not exist," replied Vio while staring at Adiba, then, Vio remembered with Sarifah account.


Vio took his phone out of his pants pocket to send a message to the account.


Sarifah who was thinking about Sam was opening the phone, intending to contact her son and at that time also saw the message notification from Vio.


Sarifah chose to number the two messages, in her mind thinking about Sam who had not returned, Sarifah contacted Sam and made Sam's phone in her pocket ring.


Vio reached into the pocket, saw the name 'Dear Mother' calling, then, Vio immediately received the call.


"Sam, where are you, so why hasn't he come back?" sarifah and Vio asked her where they were.


"Well, what's a girl's voice?" ask Sarifah.


"It's me, Vio."


"Oh my God, yes, please take care of my son for a moment, my grandson will pick me up soon!" sarifah and Vio said.


Sarifah who was sitting on the sofa of her room woke up from sitting, she called Darren who was playing online games.


"Stay, Grandma. Responsibility," Darren's responsibility with eyes that keep paying attention to his phone screen.


Sarifah who was standing at the door of Darren's room went into his grandson's room, he took Darren's cell phone and Darren protested.


"Mom, in a minute, there aren't five minutes at most."


"There's a way" Darren said, wearing his sandals.


Sarifah gave me her phone.


"Here, bring Grandma's phone, Vio sent her location!"


"What's? Why are they together?" darren asked in his heart, Darren received the phone.


Darren rushed to the location and when he got there, it was seen that Vio and Adiba were sitting next to Sam who was running down.


Vio and Adiba ignore Sam, who continues to fumble, but, by confusing Sam, both can understand that the man is heartbroken.


"You have the theme, Vi!" adiba said as he elbowed Vio's arm and Vio did not reply.


Darren, who was behind them, let out his voice, "Ehem."


They both looked back and got up from their seats.


"It's your father's phone" Vio said as he reached out, giving Darren Sam's phone.


"Thank you" Darren said, accepting that the man gave Vio a smile.


After that, Darren helps his papa to wake up, Darren picks up Sam and takes him to the car.


****


"Vi, she has a crush on you!" adiba tells Vio, the two continue their steps, looking for dinner at the beachside cafe.


"He who?" vio asked as he put his hand in his jacket pocket.


"The son of Om Sam, look out of his eyes, Vi, just so you can move on!"


"Don't hurt you!" vio said as he elbowed Adiba's arm using his arm.


Adiba also embraces Vio and Vio coiling his arms around Adiba's waist.


****


After a few days had passed, now, the vacation had finished.


Vio and Adiba have returned to Jakarta and started their activities as usual.


Starting the day with enthusiasm and trying to make things happen, Vio has returned to live broadcast.


This time, Vio promotes baby clothes in his store, clothes that are soft, comfortable when used and can absorb sweat well. That's how Vio promotes it.


Unlike the spirit Vio, in Sam's luxurious mansion, the man was completely unwilling to come out of his room.


And what really happened to Sam?


Darren himself felt confused, since from Bali, Sam is not as usual. The man became quiet and more alone.


"Pi, Darren's leaving!" said Darren who was standing at the door of the room Sam and Sam who were lying hugging the bolster did not answer.


Seen around Sam's eyes had blackened due to lack of sleep and it made Sarifah and Darren feel worried.


Sarifah herself had already asked Vio the last time he met Sam before Sam became like that. However, Vio does not know what really happened, Vio explained that he met Sam already with such circumstances.


Sam who was hugging Guling was crying occasionally and then fell silent.


****


"Where are your papi?" sarifah asked Darren who was asking for her hand and kissed Sarifah's back.


"It's still like that, maybe you're heartbroken, Grandma" Darren replied.


After that, Darren left for college with Rosi who was waiting on the terrace.


Seriate.