Unanimous

GO SHOPPING

Yesterday's incident that did not have a good impact on the soul of the rebellious kepo Zayn, especially after that Wiya's attitude to him like water on the leaves of the keladi, was not effective.  for things that have nothing to do with work, Wiya seems to not care, not at all care even though it concerns himself.

Hey miss, you've been bullied

just a little upset, okay

Zayn turns out not satisfied to prank Wiya with the drama of the smell of durian. Morning by noon, this is their last day in the city, they are ready to be ready to go around the city shopping by the typical city. But it turns out that Ilham was invited to a lunch with his franchisor. Of course he did not want to disturb Zayn and Wiya's schedule, so Ilham told them both to leave first and Ilham would follow later after finishing his last business .

With a heavy heart Wiya also agreed because Ilham promised it would not be long. Of course he is very awkward if only the two with Zayn alone.

Because Zayn is certainly not familiar with the city so he refused to bring a car facilitated to them while there. He decided to use an online taxi only let Ilham later who came to bring a car.

“I'll take a taxi online ! ”

Tukas Zayn ketus, to Wiya who has been standing in the hotel lobby with mustard-colored o neck t-shirts coated with navy blazer made from t-shirts. Her hair in the high one pigtail shows her neckline, not forgetting the glasses perched like the position of the bandana on the head. Then the little camera he held around his neck dangled down to the chest.

“Oh, well sir, I'll order you shortly.” He said firmly, while taking out the phone from his black bag sling.

“I've ordered !” Answer Zayn accordingly

“Ooo” Wiya rounded her mouth without making a sound.

“You can order for yourself, if you don't want to go with me.” Zayn said again.

When did I say that ?

Wiya muttered scratching her head which was not itchy at all.

“ I will come by taxi Mr. Zayn only sir, will trouble Mr. Zayn and Mr. Ilham if I go alone.” Wiya's answer always sounded relaxed .

Although he was very upset and did not understand how to deal with this very unstable boss. Wiya always managed to look “ alright” in front of anyone, it makes people always can not predict what is from the expression and intonation.

“Tersubscribe.”  Zayn is not relaxed.

“Thank you Mr. Zayn, it's probably his taxi's up to ”

Said Wiya looking towards Zayn's phone ringing. Which is usually a call from the driver who has arrived at the pick-up point.

They also came out together to a taxi that turned out to use the latest white Toyota Fortuner car, not as luxurious as Zayn cars, but it is very cool for the online taxi count, he said, Wiya is confused as to want the driver who turned out to be also handsome to take part as a taxi driver .

Hmmmm. Not finished stunned by the fleet used, he was again stunned by the driver who opened the door for them.

This ebuset is really in Medan right? not Korea, right?? Why does his taxi brother look like Choi Jin Hyuk anyway?

“Please sir" Wiya opened the door letting her Boss in on the passenger seat. He himself took a position beside the handsome driver brother, because he was worried that sitting next to his boss would cause a bladder infection due to holding his goosebumps pee.

“Please seat belt, Mister and miss.” Oppa said the driver turned on the engine while smiling at Wiya and asking for their exact point of destination.

They will head to a shopping center that sells by the typical city of Medan, ranging from food, t-shirts, cloth ulos, and a variety of typical North Sumatra merchandise. Cars ride down the slightly crowded streets of Medan on weekends.

The condition of the city highway Medan is always crowded and boisterous, large trucks that pass make the streets increasingly crowded, all drivers as if the same rush, carrying vehicles with above average speed, and driving, of course the sound of the car horn honked with noise and selfish. Not to mention if the taxi driver pops his head out through the window and yells “Oyyy relax is you!” Intonation that may sound a bit harsh on the ear but can not be ignored. No one is willing to budge even with the pedestrians . Semerawut. That's fact.

“Welcome to Medan then kak .“

Said the driver with a little accent typical Batak still heard, after he knew that the passenger was not a native .

“Hahaha, yes thank you. I've been here a few times but still never memorized the direction even though using the map also.” Timpal Wiya. That's the original figure, very humble, communicative with anyone.

“Ah is it ? It's not hard, brother actually. But it's not safe to travel around the city alone. Always better

accompanied by brother.”

While slightly glancing towards the back seat through the inner rearview.

“He's my lead bang.“

“That your boss might be “ he said politely “ Sorry I thought ....”

“Ekhem!” Zayn cleared his throat which made the driver's sentence disconnect.

The car drove through the traffic jam that afternoon. Wiya always seemed enthusiastic and wanted to know new things, so the driver had doubled up to be an impromptu tourguide because it explained patiently, what Wiya asked.

Sometimes Wiya laughs because she feels funny. Either because of the story, or because of who told it. Zayn decides to ignore the two and is busy focusing on the phone screen in his hand, but he can't bear to not steal a glance towards the unique girl (read :strange for Zayn). for 6 days they were quite close in a city quite far from their hometown, but had never seen Wiya not being formal. Let alone with him who is a stiff personality early on, with a maximum of Inspiration even though he is very comfortable being in a certain distance radius.

Until the car stopped in front of a shopping center building that they had told me about. Wiya impatiently took off the seat belt, then came down from the right door. Similarly, Zayn who came down when the passenger door was opened by the driver.

The handsome driver smiled slightly bowing his head to his two passengers that day and did not forget to remind asking for stars from his passengers

“Thanks brother, brother don't forget the star! “ Typical sayings of online drivers.

The car sped up and lost sight, they both entered the Building together.

Wiya is enthusiastic about going through every hallway that contains various kinds of food, crafts and merchandise typical of North Sumatra. The first thing that became the target was the Medan city refrigerator magnet stand. Both when traveling abroad and out of the region, this magnet is always the target and Inspiration, they are always hunting magnets. This time he bought 5 fridge magnets.

“For what is that much magnet ?”

Tanya Zayn who only paid attention to Wiya coolly chose her own.

Wiya just turned her head then smiled a little and explained

“Eh yes sir, this is for me, umm one for Mitty, for Bu Rifa and it feels like

this one emm I want to give it to Bu Wulan sir.” he said showed

one miniature magnet of Lake Toba “Well if this one is for Mr. Ilham, he feared

later he comes when we have finished shopping so do not go back and forth sir.” He said a light blue magnet bearing the words Kuala Namu Airpot was left in his right hand.

“I don't have it.” Zayn answered so regretfully. It could be that this man of Inspiration bought everyone but offered nothing at all.

“Ma.sorry sir. Do you want to buy this magnet?”

Wiya was slightly stale and did not get any response from Zayn. Which instead passed leaving Wiya towards another stand. Wiya half ran after her from behind after paying for her groceries.

Actually, this kind of thing is pretty much at the airport, it's just that they must be very rushed and can't

enjoy arriving at the airport later.

Zayn stopped at the menu line durian pancakes typical of the delicious and legit terrain is famous already se Indonesia. With the rest Wiya also put some variants into the basket. Zayn frowned strangely. Who was vomiting yesterday because of the smell of durian? who's the one who punched and made him panic too ? why is it so enthusiastic now.

“You can't not smell durian?”

Zayn asked to see the girl who was cool to choose the pancake packaging in front of him

“He, actually it does not matter if processed durian pack, I just can not eat fresh durian fruit. I don't know.”

Answer Wiya after finishing picking up some medium-sized boxes.

Oh, my God, what's the difference?

“Hmmm, you are shopping too much, we have not been to another stand. Later will be bothered to bring it.”

Zayn said

Wiya also noticed himself when there were two bags full of groceries. Zayn has not held a single bag.

Ah let it be, just stay here . 

Mumbled Wiya with no heed to Zayn's words.