Miss of Sunday

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Suzan glared at each line of syntax she had just written. It appears that a warning 'debug error' and a wrong syntax line are blocked by the system. Suzan ruffled her hair. I don't know how many lines have experienced similar things.

Sunday came out of his house with another snack. Watching Suzan whose gloomy face made Sunday feel funny.

"Why else, Suz?"

"It's almost charred this brain, but the syntax goes on wrong."

"Where?" Sunday looked at Suzan's laptop. Suzan pointed out the location of the error.

"It looks like you have to make the order exactly. How about this?" Sunday types something and then presses the running button on the menubar. A moment of Suzan's program seemed to be able to perform and walk. Suzan tries to click on each button and everything can go as ordered.

"Well, run straight away." Sunday was relieved that his referrals task had been completed.

"Windy where?" Sunday just realized Windy was not on the porch of his house. Today they are gathered at the Sunday house to do their duties. By gathering and learning groups like this they can get many benefits. You can get together, play and learn at once. Can exchange ideas, consult with each other about their respective duties. This week their task is getting crazy so the weekend still has to work hard to complete the task.

"That." Appoint Suzan to Windy who sits crouching among the flowers.

"Why is he there?"

"Of course." The Sunday vegetables heard Windy talking to her phone. Sunday let Windy do his activities and then pluck the freshly made banana chips mama.

Soon Windy is done and rejoins his friends.

"So, right now you're dating Oppa Faris?" Windy chirps while drinking ice syrup in his glass.

"Who said I was dating her." Sunday denied.

"Suzan says..."

"Hey..don't sow slander ya." Sunday brought her face closer to Suzan.

"What?" Suzan who was too concentrated with her work looked at Sunday with a feeling of innocence.

"What did you say to Windy?"

"I said what?" Suzan asked Windy.

"You Sunday and Oppa Faris are now dating."

"No, I didn't say that. You heard wrong. I said they just

pretend to be dating."

"Oh yeah? I didn't hear that 'pretend' part."

"You didn't really listen to me."

"Really, so you mean I'm deaf?"

"Who said you were deaf. I'm just saying you're not listening very well."

"But you're really saying that Sunday and Oppa Faris are dating."

"No, you misunderstood."

"So you said misheard, now misunderstand..." Windy began to raise his tone by 1 octave.

"Ehh, already..." Sunday divorce. "Already, obviously I'm not dating anyone. Clear?"

"You guys dating is okay. Isn't that Suz?" Windy Temptation.

"Yes, Oppa Faris is very handsome, if I were you it would be very difficult for me to reject his charm." Sunday is also.

"Hey, you know what kind of person I am. I am very consistent in my attitude. So don't expect anything from this theatrical relationship."

"Oh yeah? But I'm afraid you'll become unstable with your attitude." Windy still teases Sunday.

"Cannot be. That's not gonna happen. To me Faris is not much different from most sailors."

"It's a pity that I'm not the partner of Oppa Faris." Suzan grunts.

The afternoon is getting lower, the three young girls are still too busy enjoying their time together. A car stopped in front of the Sunday house.

Suzan, who was first aware of the arrival of the car, nudged the Sunday arm on the table and pointed outwards with her song.

"You have an appointment?" Ask Suzan.

"No." Sunday answered briefly while looking at Faris who was smiling at him outside the fence. Indeed indeed... Faris has a handsome face. Little heart Sunday also recognizes that. His high posture supports everything in Faris so it looks perfect. Her charming smile was like an endless charm. Suddenly Sunday's stomach felt strange to see it that way. Like somebody's moving and making it warm in there.

"It." Suzan pointed at her laptop.

"What duty?"

"Oppa's Habit..." Suzan replied again while offering a practicum module. Faris read it at a glance and put it back.

"What's wrong?" Sunday finally opened the sound after starting to overcome the smooth pounding of his chest.

"I'm taking you."

"Where?"

"Learn a week with you." Faris replied very frankly. Suddenly Sunday's face flushed. Moreover, Faris said that with a sweet smile that decorated her lips.

"Gee..." Suzan replied seeing a sudden romantic scene in front of her.

"Yes, we go home first, Sun. It's late." It's late afternoon." Windy who realized his friend there would be an event tried to understand and give a chance. "Let's Suz." Ask Suzan too. Suzan understood and started packing her laptop and all her papers. Sunday can only see the work of his friends.

"Why are you in a hurry. Let's go together." Take Faris.

"No Oppa, I have my own Sunday night show." Decline Windy.

"I am too." Suzan compact.

"Oh yeah? Singles like you guys have a show on Sunday night?" Sunday sneering.

"Everyone who has a girlfriend can enjoy Sunday night." Windy grinned in his innuendo.

"What are you." Sunday hit Windy's arm and pretended to complain.

"Yes, we go home first." Suzan said goodbye and gave a glance to tease Sunday. Windy whiny. Faris just smiled looking at the two understanding Sunday friends.

The two friends actually went home and left Sunday and Faris. After driving Suzan Dan Windy forward, Sunday returned to the terrace that was there Faris.

"Prepare. I'll wait." Faris said as Sunday sat in front of him.

"Did I say I want to?"

"I know you want to."

"It's very much you're confident."

"I want to repay your kindness at that time."

"What kindness?" Sunday was astonished to feel that he had done nothing for Faris.

"Help me when my car runs out of gas."

"Yes God. That'sallthatis. I did it because my humanity was so high."

"It's up to you, because of humanity or because of your loyalty." Faris smiled gently staring at Sunday. Sunday gasped to see Faris' smile look different in his eyes. Like there was a gliter effect surrounding Faris' face. The heart of Sunday rippled for some reason. His stomach started acting up again. It was as if there were butterflies flying here and there surrounding the contents of his stomach. And that made him misbehave.

"Oh yes this." Faris is giving away some money."

"Why so much?" Sunday counted the money it received.

"That's plus the default."

"Oh my God, I'm not a calculating friend."

"Not a friend who counts what. You said I had to change the gas money." Getutu Faris's.

"That's different from when I bought a meal for a friend." Sunday explained. "This I give back." Sunday refunded the excess price of gasoline paid Sunday at SPBU.

"Related?"

"Know it. I told you I don't count that against friends."

"All right, thank you." Put it back in his wallet. Sunday felt bad for itself. Rarely does Sunday treat Faris. During this time Farislah who often treat it.

"Have a quick shower. I'm waiting for you."

"You really like to impose your will." Sunday muttered as he got up from his seat and entered the house. Faris smiled looking at Sunday like that.

Sunday was strange. What Sunday said was that Faris forced his will but in fact he gladly complied with Faris's invitation.

Thinking that, back Sunday's chest warmed up. Sunday stroked his chest with a slight forceful pressing, trying to reduce the warm feeling there.