Damar For Kinanti

don't ignore my brother..

Damar was busy marking the wood that had been cut, he wrote with a permanent marker, looking serious and very thorough.

Damar is now more crazy than Damar was yesterday.

He really wants to forget the mind of his mind that is filled with Kinanti.

After teaching he did not rest, he immediately went to the factory to find a job.

He often takes the work of others as he does now.

In the eyes of his workers, the figure of Damar is not only Rajin, but also likes to disturb, he said,

sometimes he takes over the job of a forklift driver, sometimes taking over the job of warehouse admin, which is worse he takes over the job of a sweeper in his small office,

he told the broomstick mother to sit down and rest, and she replaced the sweep.

There were many strange scenes that he looked at in front of his workers, even though he was a boss, the rightful owner of this hefty woodworking business.

But his behavior is not like a boss, more like an intern who jumps here and there working odd jobs.

" Yes mbak?" Damar received a call from the Winda,

" hemm. yes yes, I went there mbak.." replied Damar then put the HP back into the pocket.

" She..!" call Damar to the admin of the warehouse, which is still 23 years old, he said,

" I came home for a while." he said while handing over the marker that is usually used by Umar work.

Damar walks out of the factory, I don't know if there's much less Winda calls him home.

Arriving in the yard Damar saw a car in front of the house Winda.

" What's wrong, ma'am?" asked Damar as he walked in, he did not notice that in the living room was sitting some people.

" This is who anyone would like to introduce.." Winda pulled his sister's hand and invited her to sit down.

Damar's eyes hit two women, one was very young, maybe 17 years old,

and one may be the same age as Kinanti, no. it seems younger.

Both are beautiful.they are compact sweet smiles.

Damar frowned for a moment, then smiled as he subconsciously looked at her half glared.

" They're Mr. Irwan's son, a friend of your late father?" said Winda,

Damar shakes,

" ah, you are forgetful, this one is called Afifa, while her brother is Zahira.."

" Oh. I'm Adamar.." Damar shook the hands of the two women in turn.

" They're here because they told Mr. Irwan to learn about the business you're in.."

" They?" asked Damar astonished, because rarely women are interested in the wood business.

" Yes, sir dhe Irwan is planning to open a business just like you..

because they don't have a son, so it's the daughter who has to carry on.."

Damar was silent for a moment,

" Okay, 'cause our parents are old friends I'm gonna help, man,

who will learn?" ask Damar, please,

" I'm a mas.." Zahira answered, though,

" Hmm. So when do you want to start?"

" If I'm on college break I'll come here to study.."

" Are you still in college?"

" yes, because I had a year off, so now I am still sitting in college.."

" ownalah. ya already. if the holiday just go to the factory. if I'm not there, mbak Zahira can learn to my confidants..

I also beg you to study seriously because I do not like things that waste time." said Damar, but wrapped with a smile so that the atmosphere is not tense.

Damar was not so sure of the two women before him, because their appearance showed that both of them were spoiled girls and lived in ease.

Damar understood that very well, because Damar often saw it in his students, children of wealthy people who are spoiled and lazy difficult.

Well, it's not all that way, but Damar has seen a lot of that.

" Yes already then.I say first.There is still work.." Damar rise,

" Eh?! wait.. invited their dong to the factory, let's see for a moment?" said Winda dancing Damar's hands.

It felt like he wanted to answer Winda, but again Damar nodded.

" Yes, come on." said Damar and stepped out.

The two girls followed.

It just so happened last night to drizzle, so the ground on the road was a little wet.

The road in front of the Damar factory had been on the asphalt many times, but many times it was also damaged, probably due to passing by a large truck.

Damar glanced at the shoes of the two women, who were,

cream-colored flat shoes filled with beautiful beads.

" Heart slightly muddled.." said Damar walking ahead, silent silent he smiled at the behavior of the two women.

After arriving Damar took them around, showing the type of wood type and the size of the cutting size.

" how?" ask Damar after they've gone around,

" Excited, " replied Zahira.

" It's good that Zahira's interested.it's a good start.." Damar smile.

"How about we go back, it feels like we've seen enough, for more serious learning Zahira can come again.."

Zahira nodded and smiled, saying,

" yes mas.." replied Zahira softly.

Kinanti walked behind Haikal, he was actually very lazy to travel since yesterday, but there were only items that Haikal needed, he said,

whether it's shoes, shirts, watches.

After Haikal finished shopping he invited Haikal to stop by one of the food stalls are quite crowded.

Not because he was hungry, but Kinanti was tired of walking, she was thirsty.

" Shut up here. Let me order.." said Haikal, he then stood in the queue.

Kinanti who was looking to the right and to the left accidentally looked at a girl.

Seems to have seen it, but I don't know where said Kinanti inwardly.

While Kinanti was still busy thinking, the girl got up from her seat, left some of her friends and walked towards Kinanti,

" Hello, mbak..?" he sat in front of Kinanti,

Kinanti did not reply in shock, who would not be surprised if he arrived as close as he was now.

The girl smiled, though,

" I'm Kaila mbak." he said,

" Maila? like I've seen, but I don't know where..?" The difference between curious and alert.

" The mother saw me with Mas Damar." replied Kaila.

Degs.. Kinanti remembered, right, she was the girl hanging on Damar's arm.

" Oh. it seems like it is." replied Kinanti imposing her smile.

" I'm Mas Damar's sister mbak.."

kaila's sentence made Kinanti look at Kaila with a view that Kaila could not understand.

" Can I have your number?"

" un.. for what?"

" To let you know if if mas Damar accident like when that day.so that you can visit him.."

" accident??" tanya Kinanti did not believe what she heard.

" Yes mbak... came home mbak he fell from the motor.. mas Damar just recovered right 3 weeks.. why mbak did not visit him at that time?"

Kinanti was really silent, he did not know. really did not know that Damar was in an accident at that time..

so that's why he hasn't shown himself for over a month..

Kinanti squeezed her own hand.

" I know I can't do this, but I'm his sister..

how can I let my brother endure his own grief..

mbak should know, mas Damar lay for weeks and his behavior made us all sad..

so then..

please don't ignore Damar..

I know what's going on..

but he's my only brother..?"

Kaila pleaded, though,

Kinanti was silent.he was unable to promise anything.

Kaila suddenly got up to see Haikal who accidentally turned around and looked at him.

" Please give me your number?" pinta Kaila was still with an imploring look.

" 08.

" thank you mbak.." said Kaila after noting the number Kinanti, he then smiled and immediately moved from the table Kinanti.

" Brear..." Kinanti threw out a heavy breath,

he wanted to drive out the turmoil in his heart.

Can usually arrive like this. lamented in the heart, he lamented,

hearing Damar's accident his heart ached.

" Who was that?" Haikal tau already stood beside Kinanti,

he put all the food and drink orders on the table.

" Ah. my friend's sister." replied Kinanti slowly.