Sorry Boss, I Love U
SB 71S
I saw something strange this time with James walking. He looked a bit limped and a bit slow to walk.
" You got a sore foot boy ??? " my question was when I saw the word walk to a different James as usual.
" Oh . . . Eeem is not really, just plain "truthfully stammered like hiding something.
" It's okay - what "manyu by holding his legs that have been released from the false leg because indeed we will soon rest tonight.
James brushed off my hand.
" be . . is absolutely fine - what "saw by trying to distract me.
" Hurry to sleep, you must be tired today" he said, sleeping with his back to me.
I don't know, I've been feeling really weird about James these days.
What's wrong with her ???
Aaah is . . .
maybe he has some problems in his job that I haven't had time to know.
later he will tell me at length, after he successfully solved the problem.
Asked in my own heart what problems James faced did not feel I was sound asleep next to James who had previously fallen asleep first by my side.
Today is Sunday.
As usual what if there is a holiday I always help James to trade newspapers at the crossroads.
Not trading offers or peddling it either. I just help to clean up the new newspapers that come or check the newspapers that will be picked up by those pioneers who usually work on James.
" Today you must not be exhausted, dear "message James to me when we will start activities today.
" No my dear, I never feel tired, will there be you by my side "my mouth by embracing James from behind.
I dare like that because there are still no children who will take and then peddle the newspaper in this morning.
" If you're naughty like this, we'd better just go home. I can't see your mischief is "true by grabbing my hand so I can stand in front of him
" Yuuuuk . . aaaaah . . . . We work . . . "by avoiding James's embrace, it must be hot this morning.
The sun has not yet revealed itself.
we laughed almost at the same time when James found out that his teasing didn't work for me this morning.
" Om James, someone is looking for this . . . " said Ucil employee James arrived - arriving when we were crowded - crowded distributed newspapers to the paper lappers who were ready to go peddling newspapers this morning.
" Who . ." asked James curiously.
" This is the man . . " said Ucil by showing a father - a father in his safari suit standing tall in front of our stall.
" Good morning, with Mr James ??? " ask a man to James who walks up to him.
" Yes right, I'm James. Whose father is it ??? " ask James by frowning his forehead as a sign of his curiosity.
" introduce Mr James I Udin, I asked someone to make sure if the father is right ??? " the father who turned out to be named Udin explained the intention of his arrival and began to shake James' hand with a polite bow.
" yes, I'm not wrong. But wait a minute, who exactly is the Mr. Udin who is looking for me yes "sahut James is getting curious.
I also walked and stood right beside James, because the words of the father also invited my curiosity as well.
" James, I'll call you my Master ! " said Mr. Udin then by turning around to tell his employer that it was James Iha who he was looking for.
" I'm looking for you James" said a voice whose owner had stood a few steps behind Mr. Udin.
Spontaneous me and James also see who the owner of the voice.
The heavy but soft-sounding voice had a tall and stocky body, a body that was proportional between his height and weight. A well-built body with a handsome face, yellow Langsat and . .. and . . .
Oh my God I know the owner of that face.
Correct . . .
not wrong anymore
the man . . .
the man who has torn apart my life all this time . . .
James looked at me.
As seen worry clearly drawn in the eyeball and the look of his face
