The Mr. Bucin

The Bucin 23

Fandi also said, the young man threw his weight on the light brown sofa.

"When was your father in surgery?" om Ridwan asked while slightly looking up, while Rara scratched her non-itchy nose.

"The doctor said two more days om," answered Rara, om Ridwan mangosteen while rubbing his mustache, "the funds already exist?" Rara gulps down the question about Ridwan.

"Su-already om," answered Rara rather nervously, again about Ridwan mangosteen-beard.

"If there's anything call om or Fandi," said om Ridwan who then pointed at Fandi with his chin, Rara just nodded.

Om Ridwan knows, Rara will not be able to bother others, the child is very similar to Lilis Rara, but has a stubborn nature like Mr. Amar, his best friend.

Rara also realized that, she was always reluctant to bother people, but if there were people who asked for help, as much as possible she would help.

"Have you had breakfast?" om Ridwan again asked the question, Rara smiled as she shook her head and held her stomach then showed her rows of white teeth and there were shakes there.

Om Ridwan rang out, then turned to look at Fandi, "Fan," who was called up to look up, then throw a smile at the father and then stand up and step into the place of the father.

"Can I help you, Pa?" ask the father, om Ridwan stood up and touched the shoulder of his son.

"You take Rara to breakfast outside, sorry not yet breakfast," said Om Ridwan with a smile, "you haven't had breakfast either, have you?" om Ridwan is back.

Fandi just nodded then looked at Rara's face, looking awkwardly visible from the young man's gesture.

"Indeed art om Ridwan not yet cooked?" asked Rara innocently, wife om Ridwan also died of heart disease, so in the big house om Ridwan hired some art. And according to the story of Mr. Amar, Rara's father, Aunt Risma, the mother of Fandi died when Fandi was ten years old.

Om Ridwan shook his head, then dropped his weight back on the green chair.

"Later bring me rice Padang alone," said om Ridwan who then turned to look at Rara, the girl nodded.

Om Ridwan frowned, "why haven't you gone and bought breakfast yet? Om already hungry," said om Ridwan sound like whining and expelling.

Rara scratched her non-itchy head, then turned to look at the handsome young man in front of her.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Fandi smiled, then stepped towards the door.

"We go out first, who knows if we want to eat what we see" said Fandi with a sweet smile.

"Ah, yes. Brother Fandi was right," Rara smiled slightly, "later here we want to eat this, then get to the place to see other foods so wanted," Rara then closed her mouth with a tingly feeling.

"Om Ridwan, our father came out first," said Rara, the two middle-aged men nodded while throwing smiles.

"Om Amar, I take Rara first," said Fandi with a smile, while om Ridwan and Amar's father chuckled, while Rara did not believe that Fandi could joke.

According to Rara's view, Fandi is shy, does not talk much if you already know. Because during frequent meetings, Fandi is more silent without a sound unless asked.

Rara and Fandi walk hand in hand to the Hospital cafeteria which is only open in the morning at six to eight o'clock.

*Sorry a few days ga up, the bachelor wants PTS, so focus on teaching first. Thank you for reading my piece