LOVE AND CERTAINTY

LOVE AND CERTAINTY
Home Night



As usual, after school I went straight to work helping my uncle take care of his shop. Maintaining the workshop certainly.


While riding my bike, with a bag on my back, down the crowded sidewalk and passing pedestrians.


Since I come home almost every night, I always take my schoolwork to the store.


In between leisure time, I studied and did all my duties there.


"Ahh, why do I have to do the Zen job anyway," I snorted while pedaling my bike.


As usual, after I got to the store, I greeted everyone who was busy doing their jobs. The mechanic, being solemn' doing machine service with his serious face. As for Fadly, he was busy calculating the amount to be paid by consumers, shortly after the motorbike was repaired.


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Not even the afternoon disappeared with the darkness of the night. Fortunately, the shop was a little quiet. So, when I got home, all my schoolwork was done. So too with the task Zen gave me.


When I finished packing and closed the shop, there was suddenly someone behind me.


"You want to go home?" zen's voice behind the darkness. Yes, I know his voice. And sure enough, he walked closer to me.


"Yes" I replied slowly.


"What are you doing here?" kuwaku.


"I'm just making sure, is my job done?" Zen asked back.


I was happy, I thought he was here to take me home. Because, I saw the bike parked in the shop yard. "For what nights he came here, it's impossible to service motorkan. After all, the workshop was closed," I thought earlier.


My face immediately pias remembered the question.


But I remembered that the task that Zen had given me this morning, I had done it all.


"Ohh, donk already!" my answer is confidence.


Then I opened my bag, and immediately grabbed the Zen book and handed it to her.


"That's it tomorrow. Come with me!" pulling my hand towards the motor.


"But what about my bike?" I asked while glancing back.


"I'll drop your bike in front of your house."


"But.." neither did I continue my words, all of a sudden...


"Good!" he said firmly while turning on the motor. I was forced to get on the bike, because again I was afraid of his sharp eyes.


After I got on the bike, I thought back to my bike. "How could he deliver a bicycle in front of my house. He doesn't know where my house is either."


But where am I taking it?" it struck me that the road I was walking was not the way to my house.


Issh... Why also. I just wanted to be invited by this strange person. Diana


"I'm hungry to eat" suddenly Zen said a little loudly. Because the bike was on, maybe I was afraid I couldn't hear it.


"Yes, but I'm afraid my mom's worried about me. Because, I'll be home later that night" I replied, bringing my lips closer to his ear. Smelled a fragrant scent from his body.


"Then, I'll take you home. If your mother is angry with you, let me explain" she replied convincingly.


Again the reason I don't stick in his ears. I told my mother on my phone that I was going home late tonight.


Yeah, he took me out to eat chicken noodles on the side of the road. Like I know my stomach is rumbling to be filled.


I also sat waiting for the order to come.


After the chicken noodles reached my desk, Zen spoke, "Eat, you also report?" said Zen while thrusting a bowl of noodles in front of me.


I nodded, because I was already hungry. From the afternoon, I haven't had time to fill my stomach. Because of the busyness in the store today and plus the schoolwork that I have to do.


Not aware, if Diana had been watching Zen.


"This kid, eat it so greedy. Does your boss not feed you" whispered Zen's heart with a smile looking at Diana.


"Why are you always so indifferent when you're with me. Earlier, I picked you up You just smiled forcedly at me. Though obviously with others you always laugh happily." inner Zen while feeding noodles into his mouth.


I realized that I was being noticed by someone.


Spontaneous, I straighten my hair, rub my lips, if there is a sauce attached to my lips. And do not forget this hand touched my two eyes, fearing that there is love stuck in my eyes...


Zen laughed at my behavior.


"Here you are, no matter how weaned you are, you will never look beautiful" Zen said.


I just turned my lips and turned my face to show my frustration.


"Yes.iya, I also realized I was ugly. Satisfied you are !" sahutku grumbling.


Zen just smiled. Increasingly add to my frustration.


"Sir, please pack one yes," Zen said as he raised his index finger.


"Okay," replied the seller with a friendly smile.


After finishing with my bowl, and Zen was gone, not left in the container, I was taken home.


Not to forget, one crackle in the seller's thrust. Zen immediately handed over a red sheet of money.


"Mas, here's the change," yelling. Because Zen and I were about to leave the wagon.


"Take it sir, for you," replied Zen, turning his head. Seen, the father of the chicken noodle seller said thanks.


I smiled as I left the dining room.


"The rich man is free, whatever he wants to give. Though the change earlier could be like the whole day I worked in my uncle's workshop," I thought as I felt the cold tonight.


But I'm happy to see Zen happy to share.


Like the other positive side that I know from the figure of a Zen.


After arriving at the front of the house, Zen handed over the bag of chicken noodles earlier.


"Give this to your mother. Say sorry because I brought you home so late," said Zen and parked the bike. Then he said goodbye to me.


And before long, Zen disappeared with the darkness of the night.


"Why do I feel so happy tonight. Hey heart, sober up." holding my chest and moving my legs into the house.