Three Years Different
Section 7 (2)
Even until it passed two, the next three outlets the man remained at the establishment, asking Cak Sur to drive him first without protesting anything.
Life lived by Lutfan. Mardiyah really doesn't know what it's like? But what he knows, the association in the city is indeed very dangerous. But if you look around Lutfan will never cross the line. Because the man's greatest fear was to make Umm Sarah angry and cry.
"Stop parking lot what's the front of the store, Ma'am?"
Mardiyah replied, "Front of the store, Miss."
The white toyota car stopped right in front of the flower shop where he immediately saw Kak Devina watering the flowers in front. Lutfan looked at from the windshield at a glance. "Thank you, Miss Sur .. and Lutfan."
"Assalamualaik."
Netra Lutfan widened not accept. "Describe my name no thank you. Very bad."
"Mas, answer first salutations Ma'am Mar. Sampean has not answered," said Cak Sur resuscitated him.
Lutfan endured the embarrassment and said, "Oh yes. Forgot, Brother. ." atalaikumussalam."
"Where are you going, man? Outlet direct or go back to the boarding first?"
"Outlet direct, Skirt. There is no time to go back to the boarding house" replied Lutfan.
The car left the courtyard of the Harsa Flower Shop. While Mardiyah was busy putting aside the original white and red roses. For the fake part left to Regita. All the other employees have not arrived, only he, Regita and Kak Devina. It also awaits the arrival of Miss Harsa Jayantaka.
"Who was that?" ask Brother Devina.
Mardiyah replied, "People, Brother."
"Yes who? I know that guy, Mar!"
Mardiyah stood aside the white roses that had been arranged on the table. "Male, Brother."
"Oh my God, Mar! I didn't ask the gender. I asked who that was? Whoareyou?"
Mardiyah nodded. "Other times the obvious question, brother."
"So, who?"
"Little friend" replied Mardiyah.
Brother Devina approached him and said, "That's dong! Evidently. I'll be able to get to know you to my friend."
Mardiyah looked up-turned her gaze from the flowers on Sister Devina. "How many times have I said, brother? I don't want to."
The shop door suddenly opened.
Miss Harsa looks to come with a normal appearance. Elegantly. Knee-length maroon red shirts, black shawls on the neck and black heels as well.
"For everything ..."
Netra Madam Harsa immediately looked at him. "Black again?"
Mardiyah nodded.
"Still deserved, Madam. The outer is light gray" said Kak Devina.
Netra Mistress Harsa widened and smiled faintly. "I just realized."
"At the end we leave. The show's at 8. Later the night of the party, so later before leaving you go to the salon first," added Mrs Harsa.
"To NC beauty, Mistress?" ask Regita.
Madam Harsa nodded.
"Yes, Gita. In the salon, Madam Harsa's sister" said Kak Devina.
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Aldo
Do you really come later?
^^^Yes. That's why I'm wa lo^^
^^^Awas aja lo no nemenin me,^^^
Aldo
Nictating
Want to go with me?
^^^Semu in aja hotel^^^
Aldo
Okay
I'll call again
Sawai back Lutfan put it on the table. Weary. He rubbed his face a few times. Actually to count like this is not difficult at all, but the circumference of so many outlets is quite tiring. Although not mandatory every day, Lutfan still does not want to be negligent on the responsibilities given to him.
"Mas, eat?" tawar Uwais, one of the staff at this outlet.
Lutfan nodded. Now he's at the staff break, so it's not wrong for Uwais to eat at the moment.
"Please" said Lutfan.
Lutfan got up from his seat, towards the private room. He wanted to sleep for a while, because as usual since Abinya's departure, he could not sleep at night. He slept for a while, ended up waking up and he was lonely. Even the severity makes him constantly remember memories with the Abi.
The kling!
The gawi sounded again.
"Just slept" he murmured.
The One Who Should Be in Love
Mardiyah is in between?
Lutfan's forehead shrivels. He loved Mardiyah more than he did.
^^^^^^
^^^Sunto safely^^^
The One Who Should Be in Love
Where are you now?
^^^Outlet, Umma^^^
^^^Why?^^^
The One Who Should Be in Love
Umm just ask
Now what are you doing?
^^^You sleep^^
The One Who Should Be in Love
Yes, I slept
No need to reply to the message of Umma
^^^Umma aja who do not need to reply me^^^
^^^Assalamualaikum^^^
Habits indeed. Lutfan doesn't want the message to end at Umma Sarah. It must end with him. A moment his net closed suddenly saw the sound of crying Umma and also the face of Abinya again.
"Why, anyway? ... Why should my life be this?"
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