Karma Love

Samuel

Days change, months change. Cake Syila is selling in the market, now he has been able to rent a two-story shophouse, he uses it as his place of business as well as his residence. He hired two employees, a confidant from Auntie Nuha's store.

His efforts are full of obstacles, not infrequently Syila also gets rejection from prospective customers. It's okay, he enjoys every process. All of them make it a lot to learn.

Counted five months Syila lived in the shop, during that time her parents also Dika no one knows. Aunt Noah had already kept the promise of keeping all this a secret. Because of his success he will make a surprise for his loved ones.

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His college problems, Syila still makes him number one, he continues to study hard, in his spare time or during his busy time.

Even Syila's brain, which was once dull, and hard to accept matter, has now been honed by it. It is not even so difficult for Syila to adjust the subjects that she should have mastered but in fact not.

The higher the tree, the stronger the wind.

There was Sam, one of the winds that tried to hit him, hit the life of Syila that he was just about to start arranging.

''Syila, I like you, even I love you from the very beginning we met, can't you give me a chance ? What is my lack ? Until you always ignore me ?'' Sam is in the class Syila, with the action carrying a large red rose, complete with drama and attributes in the form of banners that read 'i love you Arsyila' as well as supporters who are ready to support Sam, Sam said, watched by Syila's friends. Shila was very embarrassed, Sam was expelled did not waver, which was even more crazy.

''Sam !!'' Shouted Syila furious but could not do anything.

''Say, you want to give me that chance ?'' Sam said again with great hope.

''You're out of your mind Sam, go to the washroom in your face, who knows you're self-conscious after that !" Syila was upset. Making his classmates smile amusedly at Syila's words.

Even though they had never heard of a Samuel getting rejected from women let alone to plead like this. Syila is a record breaker.

''I'll be sane if you give me a chance !'' Again, you crazy Sam.

''Sam, you know I'm engaged, don't keep chasing something that won't be yours Sam, because it'll just be worth it. You will waste your time and energy even your money.'' Syila's Advice.

''Why ? Even the yellow janur has not curved, why can't I chase after you ?!'' Sarkas Sam's.

''Betull right !'' Supporter from Sam.

Syila Mamijat temple, dizzy facing Sam. Plus, there are supporters who meet his class.

''Sam, please don't do this ! We can be friends, but don't ask for more. Sorry I can't.'' Say it for the umpteenth time.

''Yeahhh...'' Supporter Sam showed their sad faces.

'This is what who refused anyway ? Why are they sad.' Inner Syila.

Sam's face turned ferocious, even the gaze of his eyes momentarily turned like a demon.

''You will regret for rejecting me.'' Sam's words passed from Syila's class, slamming the bouquet of roses right in front of Syila. She made Syila very surprised. Likewise with the supporters, they immediately disperse from the row.

''What's great about her fiance to the point of rejecting the campus prince ?'' Syndicate someone.

''Sok selling expensive !''

''Then later outside the campus also directly tacked on Sam !"

The talk of a heartless man. Who they judge without knowing the problem.

Syila indifferently chose to go to the campus library looking for calm for her to think.

Since then, Syila has been terrorized. Starting from the package delivery containing the carcass, there is also a photo of Syila in a broken frame, and what makes it so anxious is the delivery of photos of Dika's proximity to Laura. Almost every 2 days Syila got the photo. Very friendly photos.

Inevitably Syila suppresses her jealousy and curiosity again. He gripped deeply what he felt.

Syila chose to busy herself, with her lectures also with the effort she pioneered.

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Syila's cake shop was closed, at nine o'clock the two employees had gone home, now Syila chose a lie in her room on the second floor.

The room he conjured up in such a way as to be a comfortable room for him to stop by, unwind and melt every day.

''I miss Mom and Dad. Wait Syila yes, Syila will definitely come home bringing a myriad of success for you.''

Syila took her cell phone trying to contact Herman's father.

''Dad ? What are you doing ?'' When the call is connected and picked up by Dad.

''Dad just delivered Mom's order, how are you, baby ? What about your lecture as well how is Dika ?''

''I'm good, my lecture is also smooth, always pray Syila ya Well, and about Dika, she's good she's still out of town.'' Answer Syila.

Conversations between children and parents can also comfort Syila. Dad told me a lot of things, about his mates, about his garden, even the carpenter did not escape from Dad's story.

''Daddy healthy yes, Syila very dear Father and Mother.'' Say Syila before the call ends.

After that Syila again got a message in the form of a photo of Dika and Laura. Photos featuring Dika help Laura justify the dress strap that was on the neck. Laura looked elegant in that evening dress, 'where are they going ?'

Syila tried to call Dika's number.

''Baby Hallo, what's up ? You haven't slept this late.'' It shows almost 11 p.m.

''You yourself why haven't you slept yet ? I suddenly fretted about you.'' Answer Syila.

''You just miss me, I do too, I have good news for you. The day after I came home.''

Obviously Syila was happy to hear that.

''You're not lying ?''

''No dear, what do you want ?''

''Don't want to, you just go home quickly with healthy I'm happy.'' Answer honestly Syila.

'This girl is so nice, how could I hurt her, even to be honest I wasn't ready to come face to face with her.' Once again guilt entered his heart.

Syila was very happy to hear from Dika even she was very impatient to wait the day after tomorrow.

''Master Rabbit.'' Syila chatted with her doll.

''You know, before I only thought of him as Big Brother, not now that he is my fiancee, and maybe tomorrow he will be my husband.'' Syila laughed to herself, her mind drifting far away.

''But somehow my heart is tucked away in anxiety, is this how it feels ? A princess waiting for her old prince did not meet ?'' Still telling her about her heart to the doll.

''If in the world of angels or fairies, surely the meeting will be decorated with falling flowers or some kind of scattered stars.'' Syila giggled herself imagining that.

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