
"Sir Win."
Windi looked at Davin who was approaching him. They are currently in a home to hold a social service. In the spacious courtyard there are various booths to make crowded conditions around.
"What?" ask Windi who is still checking the files needed to be archived activities. Because Sindi again had problems, Windi again had to take care of the file.
"So I've invited Sindi to her boarding house. But he doesn't exist, brother."
Windi's hand that had been sorting through the file so suddenly stopped because of a complaint from Davin. Windi did ask Davin to pick Sindi up here so that the girl would not come with Kevin.
"Lo's sure?" ask Windi.
Davin nodded steadily.
Windi placed the files on the table and rubbed his face slowly. "Kevin really does, yes" he grumbled very slowly. Only he himself could hear that. "Yes already. Thanks Davin," said Windi who thanked Davin for helping him.
"Yoi, Brother."
After finishing his message with Windi, Davin then left to continue what he had to do. While Windi tried to contact Kevin but the man's mobile phone seemed inactive.
"Keisya, you guys are making blood rise," said Windi.
Windi circulated his gaze to all the stands around him. The net is focused on the chief executive who is traveling around the stand. Sontak Windi approached Riyan that day wearing a short-sleeved black shirt with an id card necklace around her neck. The guy looks more dazzling than usual.
"Riyan."
Riyan who had been busy chatting with one of the bazaar fillers then turned his head when he heard Windi's voice greeting him.
"Why Brother?" sahut Riyan's.
Windi bit his lower lip, hesitatingly conveying this to Riyan. But, he was also not calm like this.
"Sister Win?"
Windi looked at Riyan hesitantly. "Riyan," call Windi in doubt.
"Want to talk somewhere else?"
As if understanding by the obvious hilarity of his older brother made Riyan ask that question. Maybe that big brother needs space to talk to her about something.
"Can I just come?" windi asked badly.
Riyan nodded. "Bray, I'm staying tight. If there's something straight up, I stay on the talkie walkie" said Riyan. Then he took Windi to the side garden in the orphanage.
"Why Brother?" ask Ryan again.
They sat in a chair. Windi sighed panjanh. "Yan, can you call Sindi?"
"Sindi?" ask Riyan to make sure.
"Yes. Sindi."
Riyan frowned in wonder. "Something wrong with her cooperation, brother?" ask Riyan carefully.
"Eh, no. It's not about her job?"
"Continue?"
Although Riyan felt this was none of his business but his curiosity was much higher at the moment. Why did his elder brother not contact Sindi directly. Though Sindi's number is available in the group.
"Gue has contacted him, but he has not been picked up. Who knows if you are connected will be in waro with him, Riyan. Please ask, where is he?"
"Huh?" riyan parrot. "SISTER! LO CRAZY?!"
"HE'S SICK AGAIN. UNTIL YOUR HEART TELLS HIM TO COME WITH THE CONDITION OF HIS FEET THAT ARE SO TORN?"
Windi got up from his seat and looked at Riyan sharply. "Lo wants to beat Bang Andre because I've snapped like that?"
Riyan growled, the guy rubbed his face rough. His emotions were unstable from the start. Then Windi lured him like that, making the girl an easy target for his emotional overflow.
"So my tone is the same, Ryan."
"Sorry Brother. I'm letting go."
Riyan grabbed Windi's hand intending to take the girl back to her seat. But what he got was a strong jolt from Windi who threw his hand.
"Sindi herself wants to come here. Chief you pick it up."
Riyan chuckled at what Windi said. Sindi and her stubborn accompanying mode that makes her head throbbing pain. Who does not know that Sindi has her own feelings for Kevin? Even the kids know that.
"Gue knows you respect your old friend, Riyan. But, not to set aside your attitude to your own senior. Understood?"
"Empah Brother. Again sorry."
"Gue was disappointed with you, Yan."
Windi took a step away from Riyan and returned to his activities. While Riyan took a long breath. "Sin, what a hobby you're making trouble for, really," Riyan grumbled.
Riyan pulled out his phone and looked for the secretary's number. The guy tried to contact Sindi, but unfortunately Sindi also did not take a call from him.
"Can I kill if the Eskrim knows I snapped Kak Windi," he murmured slowly. The ice cream was Vina, an anxious call from Riyan for the girl.
***
Kevin stared at the neatly circular watch in his hand. It's almost nine in the morning. "In almost two hours we ngaret" said Kevin.
"Sorry Sindi yes Bang."
Kevin sighed slowly. "Sans." That's all Kevin can say right now. Where the phone is dead, so can't contact the kids about their whereabouts.
"Handphone you're really dead too Sin?" asked Kevin who slightly turned to Sindi who was sitting next to him. The guy was forced to drive a car to attend a meatball event because he had to pick up Sindi first. And you know that the girl's ankle has a problem. So, inevitably Kevin had to wear a car.
"Forgot in Bang's charger, it's dead. Out of power."
Kevin hit the steering wheel slowly. "Gosh my god."
All this started from picking up Sindi at half-seven in the morning, then taking the girl to breakfast together because Sindi had not had time to eat breakfast. Until Sindi proposes passing the shortcut they are headed, but it turns out that the girl forgot her route. They circled around the road until they found a big road. And it turns out the distance from the road was even further away from the parlour area. Not to mention the incredible traffic jam on the streets of the Capital City made Kevin sigh in frustration.
"Sindi ngerepotin ya Bang?"
Kevin chose silence instead of answering Sindi's questions with his emotions. Remind Kevin that the person next to him is now a woman. Kevin certainly can't babysit that girl, can he?
"Bang, I'm sorry Sindi again."
Kevin remained silent with his eyes looking forward. The guy rests his body comfortably so that his emotions are slightly disguised.
"What's Kevin?" call Sindi who tilts her seat so she can look at Kevin.
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...CONNECT .... ...