Sacred Love Shanum
Chapter 11's
Early morning woke up because Faisal's phone rang short. She rushed to get her husband's phone. Luckily the owner did not lock the phone screen so it makes it easier for Dini to check the contents, especially conversation applications. Of the many messages, his attention was only on a most recent message from someone named Anton.
"Who's Anton? Is he a shop customer? Why send such an early morning message?" muttered.
In order to answer her curiosity, Dini also opened the message.
[Boss]
Early in the day and then observe the profile photo of the contact. Not a real face, but just a picture of a Harley Davidson motorcycle.
"If you look at the profile picture and the content of the message, it looks like he's a boy." Dini breathed a sigh of relief. He put Faisal's phone back in its place.
Next morning.
"Who is anton?" ask Dini when she finds the husband preparing to leave the house.
"Ehm .. Why did you suddenly ask that?"
"Just answer what's hard."
"Ehm .. Anton is one of our workshop customers."
"Be aware that you dare to mess around behind me!" threaten Early.
"No, honey. You don't have to think anything. You are the only woman who loves. Yeah, I'm leaving first."
"Be careful."
Faisal then left his house.
On the way he was seen stopping his vehicle. Apparently he called someone.
[Hello. How many times have I told you, never once send me a message. Last night my wife read a message from you]
[Sorry, Honey. I couldn't sleep, so I sent you a message. Is your wife suspicious? I just sent a one-word message.]
[Don't you repeat it or the business will run its course]
[Yes, Honey. Oh yeah, you've arrived at the workshop huh?]
[Not yet, I'm still on the road. Remember that! Never once have you met me in the workshop]
[Gosh. This can't, it can't. I'd also like to meet you.]
[Tomorrow we meet at the cafe]
[Kenapa harus besok? Aku kangen nya sekarang]
[Gosh. Understand my position now. We cannot meet freely]
[Why don't we just get married?]
[I am a woman, Mom. I don't want to be forever just your stuff]
[Give me some time, Ningrum. Don't push me like this]
[When do you want to?]
[Already, I have to open a workshop now]
Faisal ended the conversation.
Arriving at the workshop.
Although it was still morning, in the workshop it already looked quite crowded.
"Why did it just come, Mom? Daritadi I'm waiting. My motorcycle tyre was leaking and I had to get to work soon" one man said.
"I came first. Looks like my motorcycle needs a spare part change." Another man chimed.
"Obviously it was me who came first. You don't play that serobot."
"My bike is out of town today."
"I also run with time. Before eight o'clock in the morning I have to arrive at the office or I will be late and my pay is cut."
"My first motorcycle came. The brakes are broken."
"Everything no fuss, one by one your vehicles will be repaired."
"My bike first!"
"Where can it be. I was the one who came in the earliest. So like my bike that has to be fixed first."
"I have to get to work soon. My motorcycle tyres
Which should be patched immediately."
"Yes, I worked first from the worst damage, which must replace spare parts."
"Please, Mom. If I had to wait for the bike to be replaced spare parts, I would be late to the office."
"Sorry, Sir. I need to fix this motorcycle first. If you do not want to wait in line, please find another workshop," said Faisal.
"Oh, I know now. Which cost is greater, right? So Mas underestimated me who would only pay ten thousand rupiah. Yes already then, I am looking for another workshop that is better than this workshop."
The man then left Faisal's workshop.
Seriate…
