Karma Love

Seller Sate

Four semesters have been Syila college, during which Syila increasingly closed her heart to other men. All he did was study and entrepreneurship. Syila store is getting crowded, Syila is able to attract consumers with a variant of the cake made by Syila itself.

Syila was also appointed by the lecturer to be an assistant lecturer. Because of her intelligent brain, Syila is also able to convey materials such as lecturers in a unique way and more easily accepted by other friends.

It kept him closed and took his time. So Syila is very minimal time if you have to think about love.

Today, Saturday, Syila closed her shop early. Give a long break for some of its employees. Syila has hired another employee. Because if it's only two, they're lost in service.

Syila laid her body on that little bed. Massaging the base of his slightly throbbing nose. Often stay silent on the monitor screen. The phone rings, Dad calls. Back the spirit that is almost finished is now fully filled again.

Father called asking how his daughter, today's activities how. And most remembered by Syila when she said that Dika would be engaged to Laura. The event will be made lively at Laura's residence, Father had received an invitation from Aunt Liyana, but he was still hesitant to come. Intentions want to ask Syila to represent him only. But he said when Syila told me her college assignments piled up because she also doubles as a lecturer assistant.

'Why does it still feel like this, even though this has taken a long time. My liver..' Syila held onto her chest that was hurting. That's how much he actually feels for Dika.

Syila moved on, not wanting to continue to drag on in her sadness again. Clean yourself up and plan to eat out.

Syila was riding her vespanya motorbike, she looked even more cute.

''Why are there so many streets.'' Everywhere because riders are fighting each other.

''Yes my Sunday night.'' Syila patted her own eel. Anti out on Sunday night, in addition to crowded streets, he also had to see many young people hugging each other or holding hands on the street.

''Cihh... disgusting !'' When he accidentally found a pair of lovers kissing each other in a public place even they still look very young.

Syila continued to advance his motorbike, until he pulled over when he saw the saturator.

''It's one serving, sir !!" Syila said in a man's voice. Syila looked up at her face while smiling sweetly as they unintentionally said the same word and together.

But as soon as her smile faded, the faces clashing against each other, Syila's gaze turned silent. The cliche of his time with her repeated. 'At the.'

While still showing his smile, he gave an empty chair to Syila who was not far from him.

''Please sit Miss, your feet will be sore waiting for your order by continuing to stand.''

Shila hastily turned her face away, 'Why even meet the person. I hate this heart, this fragile heart !!'

Because I think he misses this guy so much. 'When is it still amnesiac ?'

''Sir, what kind of condiment does this lady use ?'' Ask the satay man.

''Just soy sauce sir !" Again they said the same word and together.

Dika mengengir showed his neat teeth, adding to his good looks.

''Our taste seems to be the same Miss ?'' Tanya Dika was stale.

''Ahh yes it seems so.'' Answer Syila thus.

'If Dika remains faithful, maybe we are married now, or maybe I already contain the seeds, we are already living in a legitimate bond. Eat a plate together, feed each other full of love.' Syila came out of her own mind. Stupid !!

Syila saw the gulpter, she bought him one. If the gulali he remembered with Adji, a good man, just wrong association. 'Ah.. how are you ? He must have lived happily with his wife and son.'

Syila again sat down at the original place with her sugar meal, Dika watched the woman continue. Then his smile just came out. Syila.

''Emm you want ?'' Syila offered, Dika shook her head.

''Are you still in school ?'' Ask Dika.

''Yes.'' Answer Syila.

Syila smiled, again she was considered like a high school boy, I attended college fourth semester Dika.'' Syila subconsciously called her Dika.

''You know me ?'' Ask Dika in great astonishment.

'I'm deliverance.' Inner Syila.

''Ohhh so your name is also Dika, sorry I accidentally, at first glance your face reminds me of someone.'' Answer Syila.

''It must be that person you love so much, until your imagination to others is fulfilled about him.'' Syila stopped chewing. How to answer it. If in fact that person was this man before his eyes by himself.

''Master, Miss your order.'' The voice of the sate merchant broke the conversation between Syila and Dika.

'Angel.' Syila.

Syila and Dika again did the same thing, offering a hundred thousand rupiah in denomination. The merchant seemed confused because the change was only enough for one person.

''Let me pay.'' Dika made an offer.

''No thanks, I don't want to owe a stranger any debt.'' Said Syila who somehow made Dika's heart a little sad because it was on the dwarf of a stranger.

''This is just for you, I bought five more portions, and please just love others.'' Say Syila, then pass towards her vespanya.

Of course the merchant felt very happy, the windfall for his inner children.

''Thank you Miss, I hope you are always happy !''

Prayer is very changeable but so meaningful for Syila, Syila assures while smiling.

Dika was unceasingly staring at Syila's departure, 'He was like a stranger, but I really don't remember him. What a sweet girl.' Smile at Dika, then also leave from there.

Dika unceasingly thought about his meeting with Syila earlier. His daydream was scrapped when a call came in from his cell phone.

***

While the Emperor, he also became very busy, many important meetings and visits to various places that he had to work on himself, not to forget his personal assistant who everywhere was always there, Lewis.

Syila Pendant is also always he brought, he feels very eager to meet Syila, but the time is very crowded.

''Lewis, what do you think I'm working so hard for ?'' The Emperor was on his way to his house, he was very tired.

''Sure for the Master himself.'' Jawan Lewis.

''I am tired of my daily life, working non-stop, but there is nothing I give.'' Grievous Emperor.

''Are there no children in the home ?'' Lewis answered, Reaching the Emperor's mind.

''Ahh yes you are right, how is the donation fund this month ? You sent him ?''

''It's Mr.'' The Emperor simply cleared his throat, trying to close his eyes.

''Master, it seems like you have to find a wife, so that someone is encouraging or just welcoming when the Master comes.''

''I'm not interested.'' The answer from the Emperor.

Lewis was silent, 'I always pray that there are women who can change the personality of this crazy boss of work. Even on holidays I'm still told to work, my children charge for the holidays.' Sadly Lewis but was unable to argue.