
That afternoon after helping the committee take care of the return of participants and helping to raise items to the truck, Seem got a call from his client.
"Seem, I go first." Opik said goodbye to the committee to go home.
"Okey." replied Seem.
Then he saw his cell phone, there was a call coming in from his client.
"Yes, hello" said Seem while preparing some items that he had to carry as well as preparing a concept for his Client.
Seem seemed to be busy with his client, while making a concept note in his little book, with the ear he stuck on his shoulder to clamp his phone.
"Oh, okay, ready" said Seem ending their conversation.
When he was about to step up, suddenly his phone rang again, there was an incoming call from his cilent who asked for a pre-wedding photo shoot this afternoon at an interesting tourist spot.
"Well, I must." replied Seem, then he put his phone in his bag sling black. However, just as Seem was about to pick up his bike, he suddenly saw a girl familiar to him, walking alone on the asphalt road.
"Hem, he's again. He must have been careless again, so left behind the entourage." Inner Seem, then he rode his iron horse and passed it on after the poor girl.
"Yes pardon.apes really I, just because of this stomach can not be invited to compromise, I so missed the group. So, how do I go home and try? I didn't bring anything else. HP, wallet, all in the bag. As for my bag on the truck." lamented Azzalia lamenting her fate.
"Good!" seem said with his cold attitude that suddenly appeared behind Azzalia, leaving Azzalia in shock.
"Eh, Seem's sister?" At once Azzalia mentioned the name of the person who always came on time, when he needed help.
Azzalia looked to the right and left, trying to make sure that there was only him there, so Seem definitely told him to get on his bike.
"Gue's? I...Have you got on Seem's bike?" azzalia asked to confirm by pointing her face with her index finger.
"Hem." Seem was still acting cold.
"What is really sister? O Allah, thank God, you have sent me a helper angel" Azzalia said, raising her hands together.
"Snap, I'm in a hurry" Seem said.
"Oh, Okey, thank you very much handsome and kind brother." replied Azzalia who immediately went up to the back seat.
Seem drove his bike out of the campground area, but Seem did not pass the road to Jakarta, to their campus. However, Azzalia who did not know the intricacies of the city of Jakarta and Bogor, was not aware of it. All he knows is that he survived and got a splat to go home.
"Gue has a shooting schedule, we have to go to the top first" Seem said.
"Huh? To Peak? But I don't have a helmet with me." said Azzalia.
Seem did not respond, he continued to focus on his steering wheel, and when he got somewhere, Seem stopped his bike.
"Lo wait here." ordered Seem with a flat face.
"What do you want to do, brother?" ask Azzalia. But it was not answered by Seem. Azzalia looked around, it turned out that Seem was walking towards the shophouse selling helmets.
"Does Seem want a helmet?" gumam Azzalia's.
Seem returned with a blue helmet.
"Pakes!" seem said as he thrust the new helmet at Azzalia.
"Huh? Make me?" azzalia asked in disbelief, but was overconfident.
"Hem." replied Seem without many words.
After wearing the new helmet, Azzalia hitchhiking again with Seem motorbike drove up to a beautiful tourist spot. There is a beautiful lake and flower garden. Seem stopped his motor at the entrance, then he reached into his phone in the sling bag.
"I have reached the location. You where?" ask Seem.
"Oh, fine." Seem replied and then put his phone back in the sling bag.
Azzalia who has been down from the bike, immediately enjoyed the atmosphere at that place. He did not care much about Seem's affairs, and did not want to know what Seem would do in that place.
Seem saw Azzalia spread out her hands on a hill, and the tip of her headscarf fluttered in the wind, making the soul of her photographer appear. Seem stole a picture of Azzalia back then.
"Beautiful." muttered Seem with a smile as he looked at the results of his snare.
When a car arrived, Seem walked towards Azzalia.
"Gue lives first." said Seem while pointing at a pair of lovers with his prewed clothes.
During the photo shoot, secretly from a distance, Azzalia saw Seem who was so energetic in directing the two pairs of brides. With an occasional bow, with the camera in front of his eyes, made Azzalia feel something strange present in her soul.
"Opa korea does not have a language dictionary, if you pay attention, handsome too. Good anyway. Although nyebelin anyway." murmured Azzalia while enjoying the cool atmosphere of the peak area.
About an hour later, the shooting finally went well. Seem went back to Azzalia.
"Let's go home." take Seem who has walked towards Azzalia who has been sitting on a wooden deck designed to be a lounge chair table.
"Ehm, now?" ask Azzalia.
"Yes that. Elo not satisfied?" ask Seem.
"Udah anyway, but.." said Azzalia who hesitated to say something to Seem.
"But what?" azzalia's hanging words managed to make that ice-cold bloke too.
"I'm thirsty, can the minjem money not buy a drink?" asked Azzalia in the style of a horse.
"Gosh, I've been torturing people's children. I forget that I brought the child of a man who brought nothing." Seem's inner self cursed his stupidity.
"Oh, okay. Let's go up" said Seem who had walked up to his bike and rode it.
"Okey brother." replied Azzalia who immediately jumped sitting in the back seat.
Seem looked for a food stall, and he finally found a meatball stall and chicken noodles, Seem stopped at the place, then ordered two servings of meatballs and two servings of orange ice.
"Lho, why are you eating the same?" asked Azzalia when she saw the meatballs in front of her.
"Let's be full." replied Seem.
"Yes, I know that too. If you eat to be full." said Azzalia rather sebel.
As they were eating, Seem noticed Azzalia eating voraciously.
"Elo laper what's doyan?" ask Seem astonished.
"Both" replied Azzalia, still chewing on a piece of meatballs in her mouth.
"Entar, if it's already on campus, stay total aja yes brother. The price of the helmet was how much, the price of the motorbike how much and meatballs and drinks how much. I'll change it." said Azzalia.
"You have to." replied Seem.
"Huh? Wh why? I don't want to have debt with people" Azzalia said.
"Lo ain't no debt." replied Seem again. Which finally Seem's answer made Azzalia look at a handsome guy in front of him.
"Sir Seem is serious?" ask Azzalia.
"Hem." replied Seem.
"Oh yeah, can I get something?" ask Seem.
"May." replied Azzalia.
"Which real elo?" ask Seem.
"Now." replied Azzalia.
"Where are they now?" ask Seem again.
"The whole town." replied Azzalia unsuspectingly. But Azzalia's answer actually made Seem stop his hand to scoop the meatballs. Azzalia who realized that, turned her head towards Seem.
"Why?" ask Azzalia.
"Ehm...what...elo used to nolongin a drunk in the middle of the night?" ask Seem.
Azzalia seemed to be thinking, trying to remember her past.
"Oh, that? Yes, ever. Why?" ask Azzalia.
Seem didn't budge for a while.
"So what I've been thinking about all this time, she's that girl, that wingless angel, that girl that made me change, and the girl I've been looking for, she's in front of me?" inner Seem.