BETWEEN SAM AND HIM
Evades
"What, away? How-to? Just go near it no!" vio replied, looking at Sam. The two stared at each other, but not out of love, but out of hatred for each other.
Hearing that answer, Sam felt he had to teach her a lesson she would never forget. Sam immediately raised his two hands, not to hit, but rather to encapsulate Viona's face and as quickly as Sam advanced his face, he kissed Vio's lips.
The surprised Vio immediately pushed Sam's chest and then slapped him very hard.
Plaque!
Vio was in pain, very hurt by Sam's treatment. His tears could not be contained, Vio ran away leaving Sam who was holding his cheek.
"Damn it, just this time I got slapped with a chick!" grumble Sam, "sook selling expensive!" sam said as he walked into the house.
****
This morning, Sam who had been in the dining table chair was not looking for the existence of Darren, for him, himself like it had become commonplace and Sam knew that his son was in the house of Sarifah.
Sure enough, Darren who was at odds with his father chose not to see each other first, Darren wanted to stay at Sarifah's house, as usual.
Meanwhile, in another place, Vio was sitting by the lake, aloof.
"Hiks.hiks," cried Vio, he was sad, thinking that everyone was evil, like Surya.
Just thinking of Surya, the man sat down beside her.
"Why lo? Still think of me?" surya asked while staring at the lake.
And Vio was no stranger to that voice.
"How dare you show me your face?" vio asked as he looked at Surya.
Surya smiled without looking at Vio.
"Gue had breakfast, would you like breakfast together?" surya asked while taking the package beside him, seen Surya carrying a pack of vegetable pennies.
"Go or I'll finish you!" vio said furiously, she will not forget what her ex-husband has done.
"Relatedly? Why don't you ask the house to come back?" surya asked, as if he had no heart, he reminded Vio of his home.
"Free as well, you will not be able to return the money, I'm sure you have fallen poor and only the bike is left, I will not run out of time to chase you, I'm sure, just wait for karma!" vio answered with a sharp answer, he who did not succeed in driving Surya away and chose to leave.
Surya who seemed to be hit by the curse was chasing Vio.
"Vio... Vi!"
"Appaan, anyway! Can escape!" annoyed Vio while shaking his hand from the check Surya.
"I'm sorry, Vi. I'm still afraid of dying, I'm sure you'll get me hit?"
"Haha, good, I wish I could see right in front of my eyes!" Vio laughed and uttered his sadistic hope for Surya.
After saying that, Vio actually left with an angkot ride.
"Crazy, I'm mending you hit Vi instead of you curse!" said Surya while staring at Vio who was already in angkot.
Yes, Surya had often almost died from being hit and that made him remember all his sins against Viona.
After coming from the lake, Vio who returned to the store undoes his intention to get down from the angkot, he does not want to meet with Darren, who is not interested in, meeting him will only make Vio remember with Sam who is not polite kissing without permission.
****
Darren was still waiting for Vio in front of the store, sitting in his car while listening to his favorite songs.
After a long wait, Darren got back down from the car, he went back to the store to ask Vio.
"I'm sorry, Bu Vio said he wanted to get out of town, didn't know when to turn back," replied Nafisa.
And sure enough, Nafisa did not dare to give her boss number to just anyone without permission first.
"But I'm not a criminal, I'm the guy!" Darren tries to convince, but, Nafisa still does not give it.
Darren left the Vio store.
****
One week has passed and during that time Sam has not been able to forget Vio's slap.
Sam who was preparing the change of clothes looked at himself, rubbing his cheek which still felt a slap from Vio and now the girl seemed to be lost in the swallow of the earth.
In addition to remembering the slap, Sam also remembered the sweetness of Vio's lips.
"Gosh my god." Sam rubbed his lips, undeniably, after that day Sam started thinking about Vio.
"I remember him!" sam said in his heart. The man continued his activities, he felt he had to look cool at the reunion later.
****
At the cafe, Vio is relaxing with Adiba, yes only Adiba his friend who is always there and understands him.
"Vi, you know not, next month our alumni used to have a reunion," asked Adiba while staring at his cellphone.
"No idea" Vio answered briefly while eating his snacks.
"That's you, never listen or read a group chat! So how do you know, you want to be digibahin ex also will not know!"
"Let's go, males me!" vio said as he reached into his pocket, his phone vibrated and it was Nafisa who called.
"Hello, what's wrong?" ask Vio, still eating his snacks.
"Mom's victory, still back and forth here, ma'am. They asked for my mother's number" Nafisa said.
Hearing that, Vio gave no answer, Vio disconnected his phone.
"When do you want? Until when do you keep avoiding?" adiba asked as he looked at Vio, Vio looked very limp, like he had no spirit of life anymore.
"All that changed, Ba. It changed after I knew them! I'm males, I'm disappointed, I'm sad, I'm angry!" vio answered, he felt played by Sam and also felt humbled.
"Why are they the same? His son is handsome, chasing you again, less what, a lot of money too, Vi. Rich man!"
"I don't want to deal with them anymore! I want to go far, Ba!"
"Gosh, there must be nothing! Wh why? You do it now, don't want to tell me the same story!"
Hearing that, Vio was lured to tell a story, but felt ashamed.
"Yeah, I'm craving" said Adiba who never got an answer. Adiba wakes up from his seat, as if he is going to leave the cafe leaving Vio alone.
Vio who did not want to lose his only friend also woke up from sitting.
"Sir Sam kiss me!" said Vio and Adiba were surprised to hear it. He thought Sam was after his best friend.
"Seriously? So your son and dad like you? Where do you choose?" asked Adiba who sat back down, he waited for an answer from Vio.
"It's not the story!"
"Continue?" asked Adiba while raising his eyebrows. Meanwhile, Vio stared bitterly at Adiba who was waiting for him to tell a story.
Seriate.
