Karma Love

Ngontak Plan

Shila went home with a raging feeling, unsettled, agitated and what was her name.

Imagine Dika later with his most beautiful ex, spending time together. Stress itself becomes.

Arriving at home. Syila saw Aunt Noah was busy in the kitchen.

''What are the ''Aibs doing ?''

''Neighbors have ordered cakes for the arisan. Where the message is sudden, to the store in the distance not to mention the process that is not necessarily directly made by the chef.'' It looks like Auntie's really overwhelmed.

My stoic soul thrashed. Hihah.. Still public actually.

Syila rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands and let's go to war with flour, eggs, butter and her friends.

Kind of pastries made. Ask for 7 kinds of pastries each 5 jars.

"Bi, sure it's for Arisan ?''

''You think ?'' Ask Auntie back.

''I thought I wanted to sell Bi, a lot.''

''Just be grateful for Syila. While there are orders to enter, Bibi is also happy to make it. You just came home, already war in the kitchen, indeed not tired ?''

''I've been melting to see flour and butter, Bi. Auntie, you know not. Syila was a child who was really anti-kitchen. Until Mom used to take me shopping to the market, choose the side dishes, arrange them in the refrigerator, then if there is a cake order and Mom hassles I was forced to help. I finally got used to the kitchen. I started making cakes like Mom. It feels so proud when my cake tastes good and many like it. First making a cake, Dad brought it to the fathers who were gathered at the patrol post. Then Mom took it when buying a vegetable. Mom and Dad said they liked me. I can't forget that incident, Bi.'' Syila's story is at length, proudly reminiscing about her past

Aunt Noah smiled occasionally laughing, listening to Syila's stories.

''Bi, Syila wants to find a contract.'' Suddenly that desire.

''Why ? Don't you feel at home living here with Auntie ?''

''Not so, I feel at home, but the distance is quite a bit of hand aches, motor driving time. I also want to be independent. Later if I have a holiday I promise to come here often. Auntie's busy with the store anyway.'' Terang Syila's.

''Did your father allow it?''

''Whatever I do for the sake of kindness, Dad must be supportive.''

''Alright, we'll find the contract together.''

''Good Bi, thank you.''

A few hours in the kitchen, Syila went into her room, cleaned herself up, and then messed with her laptop again. He even forgot the heart that had been gondog earlier, because of his actions in the kitchen.

Syila is looking for job vacancies that can be done while in college. Syila sent CVs to several places she said were close to her campus.

'Hopefully in this cafe I was accepted.' His inner.

Cafes are crowded among the people.

The time showed it was more than 10 hours, but Syila's eyes were not yet sleepy. Then he remembered his cell phone.

There are a lot of calls, one of them Dika.

''You're asleep already ?'' Send.

It feels very reluctant to call him with a friendly word, such as darling or others. Because he had once done such a thing to Adji, only through the call was very friendly according to him, but ended up separating, making Syila anti with that friendly call again.

''Hallo.'' When not long after Syila sent the message, Dika made a video call to him.

''Where have you been ? I called you from earlier. Are you okay, I'm sorry baby, my departure with Laura is not my will, you don't get mad.''

'It turns out he thinks I'm angry about his departure with Laura. Not anger, just worry and fear. I don't even prepare my heart to be hurt and disappointed anymore. I can't imagine if Dika really let me down, what my heart would be like.'

''If you ask one-on-one Dika, I am confused to answer which one used to be.''

''You're still angry ?'' Ask across there.

''I'm not angry, I'm just worried, like you said, maybe I'm just jealous.''

''It's a shame you have to trust me.''

''Yes I know, I will trust you, and please keep my trust.'' Syila.

No more chatter. Both are silent, Syila with her own contract, college and work.

As for Dika, she was longing. Dika miss teasing Syila. Missed smile.

While in the other room, Laura was happy, she would be served out of town with Dika, without Syila of course.

'I'm sure you'll fall into my arms again.'

And in a car, a man was on his way home, the days were always tiring. He didn't even understand why he was working so hard. He doesn't support anyone. Just himself. It was as if he was working to support the crowd.

Cafe and cottage pesantren that he managed himself would have been very enough for him and his savings. However, his father asked him to manage the branch of the company that was here. While the center is abroad, managed by his brother and his father.

'Ah yes I have children's home.'

''How was your visit to the parlour ?''

''Fine, Sir. Everything as you ordered. There was also a social service event from XX campus, and it seemed like the little girl who had been close to Mr. was very disappointed when she found out that Mr. was not present.'' Terangnya long.

''I miss those kids too.''

***

My sleep was interrupted when I knocked on my door at 6 a.m. Who the hell, did Bibi forget today I'm off college.

''Hey, Syila didn't go to college today !!" But knock it into increasingly. Then Syila walked to the door and opened it.

''What aunty, Syila told you Syila didn't go to college.'' The eyes are still still yawning. Because Syila was staying up last night after the call from Dika ended.

Syila is trying to be a writer. More like a poet. Writing literature and poetry. Then turn it into a story. It also seems to drain the brain.

Syila was about to close the door again. She didn't even realize that the one in front of her was Dika not Aunt Noah.

''Honey.''

Syila opened her eyes, rubbing them several times.

''You ''You ?''

''cc.. Get used to sweet talk why the hell, you like talking to your opponent.''

''You are indeed my opponent Dika, the opposite sex.'' Syila replied accordingly.

''I want to kiss you right now.'' Said Dika.

''And I will beat you up if you dare to do so.'' Threat Syila.

When she laughed, Syila was funny to her. Funny that not only makes him laugh, but also makes him love.

''Why are you here this blind morning ? You don't work ?''

''You kicked me out ?''

''When, you're like a woman who's on the moon, very sensitive.''

''I was comforted today, so I came here early in the morning.''