Not Glass Cans

84. Longs...

The putty man sitting idle beside the long queue, immediately stood up to greet me.

"Night, brother.." Too good a welcome. I smiled a little and showed her my ticket

"Gee.. How lucky. Who are you, sis" The man was astonished, hurriedly left the chair, exited the table in a hurry. Ignore questions.

"Let's take me in, brother. Please." He was more polite. Walk in front and I follow in back.

"Please choose a seat, brother." The putty man pointed at a row of empty benches between people in suits and in batik clothes. I throw a smile at the putty for his services. And the putty grinnedly walked out leaving me.

I'll take a look. The person I was hoping to find, Mr. David nodded faintly as soon as I found his face. I sat down on the bench nearest to me. David and I were on the bench.

Turtles don't know.is my best ninja path. Because I understand Mr. David's always vague attitude like that. Avoid creating gossip and scandal is not good in front of the staff of his entourage. Of course, the class of David, good and clean names are always at stake.

This time, the Habibie & Ainun 3 movie that I watched was a bit of a pity. The film is quite touching with Reza Rahardian as Rudi Habibie sir, and Maudy Ayunda as Ainun Besari maam during his youth. Without feeling, the film ends with a good taste. Remembering the names of people in the story is true, ever existed.means.

Floodlights have been replaced with bright lights in the cinema. Immediately I stood up, approaching a glimpse of the face of Mr. David who, as usual, nodded faintly in reply. I hurriedly mixed myself together with the flow of people who stepped slowly towards the exit. The putty man who drove me in earlier, memorized me and smiled nodding.

Cafe Sedan has been quiet, and it's almost past midnight. But the atmosphere of the Mega Mall shophouse is still frenetic. Cafe Sedan closes at ten p.m., and can be even faster if the line. Maybe earlier, Anang and Ike closed the cafe early.

The situation in the cafe has been clean, neat and fragrant. Anang had packed cleanly after closing. Maybe Anang doesn't want to be late tomorrow morning... Uh, Maak! What day is this..?

Usually the prospective father was cleaning in the morning, before going to work. Pack clean at night only special on Thursday night, aka Friday night. Understand, no, what do they do....? I, who sleep next to their room, was really not considered!

Anang and Ike were always staying at the second-floor cafe. I was the one who advised.... While the new house installs their credit in the housing, I suggest it is carried out. That's when I was a lackey..And this decision I never regretted, even though it ended up being this way... Hi.hi.hi..

"Who..! Ah...! Oh..! Ah...! Uh..! Maak..!The noise had Ike..Prasangkaku..Not yet Friday night! They have done it again faster. Although this is not the first, I am still worried. Soon I picked up a change of clothes in the room and rushed back downstairs.

That's... They do it with noise. Not only at night, sometimes it is connected early in the morning. The first floor is my running place.. They feel the heaven of the world, but forget my feelings.. If asked how I feel, I honestly say.., in addition to being very uncomfortable I feel, but my body is also hot!

Ike's noise was disturbing, so it messed with my head. If it is so, the treatment of the ferocious to me that night is back to the picture. All his mischievous behavior to me, has been lost evaporating without rest.. Only his kindness continues to stick in the head.. I want to meet and look at him... Seeing him talk, hearing his voice... Got hard..

I admit I miss. miss .. miss the bad guy. But I don't know who I think this is, because I miss the touch or I like it a lot. Or even two of them...Or even loved him...Hua.hua..hua..hua..must cry my way! I just want to get out of my cafe!