DKAS (Today Or Its Slama)

past memories

DKAS #83

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The day comes with bright sun.

Proven by the heat of the weather to the terrace of the house.

I slept in his room.

Because of the tiredness that is still all over my body.

After the prayer of Zuhur of course.

"Tuuuutn.tuuut...."

The sound of my phone next to the sleeping pillow is like my habit all this time.

My eyes glanced at the name on the phone screen.

No need for clams to receive a call from my phone..

"Hallo.assallamuaaallaikum" I said in a still weak voice.

"............"

"Alright. uci there now" I replied and disconnected his call.

hurrying to move a little hair and put on me.

Step out to the main door.

Grabbing the motor key that is always in the living room.

My feet are at the main door.

Towards my aunt's meticulous motorbike which is always parked there during the weekend break as it is today.

I went back to the main door, stood there, face in the house.

"Bi. uci came out for a while" I shouted at the unseen aunt inside the house.

"Where are you, ci?. You're not well yet" aunty's voice from the direction of the dining room pitched khawatri.

"Ci no need to jerk off and uci already healthy!!" My answer is to make it as cheerful as possible.

"Well.be careful?!" Said aunt resigned but implied anxiety on the face.

but it can't possibly ban me.

"Siiiap boss" I said with a smile on my lips.

although it's actually energy that I'm still forcing.

I glanced at the fleeting aunt who was smiling yet still implied a worried face towards me..

"calm down bi. uci will be fine" I said again so that aunt calm down.

just nodding the answer I gave.

I ignored aunt's face.

The promise to meet someone is my duty right now.

kunaiki aunty's motorcycle parked in the yard.

do not forget the helmet to be safe when driving.

I also began to leave the yard of the aunt's house to the place promised.

20 Minutes' ride on my motorcycle.

At the intersection of the red lights on the big Bay pass street.

My bike had to stop because of the red light.

"Tuuutn.tuuut..."

The sound of my postel that I accidentally put in the trunk in front of the motorbike.

"Hallo.." my voice.

not until I resume my greetings first.

"............" the voice across precedes my words.

the gist of the voice that hung over me told me to wait for him where I had stopped at this time.

" well" I replied briefly.

and disconnect the call.

"why did he even change the meeting place?!" my mind put the phone back on the front trunk of the bike.

While the colored lights still show red.

I turned my motor back on which was standing in the front, making it easier for me to turn the handlebar to pull over.

For 10 minutes I waited under the heat this afternoon.

There are no trees where I stop.

I was afraid to move even a few meters.

Because this is where I was when Sharelok momentarily severed my connection.

A motor sport stopped near me standing.

listen in haste to park the motor and open roughly the helems that are in use.

I glanced at the face of the man who opened his helmet as it went down.

I gave her my smile as a sign of my hospitality.

His reply Glazed the eagle's eyes staring intently at the unfriendly sign.

"Deg.." My heart was buzzing very strongly.

My smile was gone changing in anxiety as if I had a mistake with her.