Why Should I..?.!?

30. Screen printing

We arrived at the screen printing place not far from where Gara bought the t-shirts. Gara said the owner of this screen printing place was his friend during college.

This place looks small but extends inward, full of several tools that I do not know what their functions are.

"Hey bro, tumben stopped by, wah bring a girl anyway. New gebetan huh?" Greet a tall man who hung a few t-shirts on the front porch.

"Friends. Want to screen printing t-shirts, so it can be fast, right?" For parking the motor then rushed to meet the man earlier.

"could. But the price depends on the same complexity of the design bro."

Then I introduced us. The man was named Abror, the worker and owner of this screen printing business. He had two employees, but alternated in the morning and afternoon.

"Just a picture of naruto bro." Saying Gara steady.

I smiled amusedly at him, and it seemed that this Abror knew the meaning of my smile.

"These are examples of naruto character design bro. Please choose." Abror immediately showed a few pictures on his laptop screen, making Gara blink a few times, it seems he just knew that the design of Naruto image is not as simple as his speech earlier.

"Make my brother bro. Chick. You choose it." Because it looks frustrated and increasingly confused by the many pictures Abror showed him.

"Gue don't know the taste of bro girls, they're unpredictable. Why don't you ask the lady beside you to make a smile" Abror glanced at me who kept quiet watching them.

"Him, can you choose?" Said Gara while shifting his sitting position so I could get closer to see the design picture on Abror's laptop.

"Mmm here I'll take a look. Your brother most often suffers what? Something or a name you remember from the story maybe?" I asked while continuing to shift one image to another.

Because I look to think seriously. "What yes... Konoha... Yondaime... Hatchi... Oishi. I don't know I don't remember him very much."

"Oishi. very nice.. you guess the snack ad.." Abror laughed when she heard Gara's words.

"Konoha is the village where Naruto lives. Yondaime is a good father and village leader, loving, strong, willing to sacrifice life to save his village, handsome anyway, super cool. I guess all girls will love Yondaime's father figure." Obviously I while choosing the best Yondaime image design in my opinion.

"If Hatchi?" Ask Gara curiously.

"Hatchi's a ka-ra boy. Go find her mother..." Sahut Abror with the tone of the soundtrack of the cartoon bee whose song was sung by Almh. Vanessa Angel's.

I laughed hearing that, while Gara hit Abror with the sofa cushion beside her.

"It must be Itachi Uchiha. A kind brother who is willing to be a killer and hated almost all villagers just to protect his sister. Well, this looks good." I found the picture of the Uchiha sisters pretty cute.

"If Oishi is what?!... Diem Lu, bro..!!" Because he immediately stared intently and threatened Abror when he opened his mouth to say something.

I tapped my chin with my index finger. Think Oishi what is related to Naruto. "Sushi.. Otsusuki.. Kakashi.maybe too... Akatsuki..can also.."

"Bro you don't know what Anya mentioned?" Ask Gara curiously.

"Guerti, but I can't guess which girl likes which one. If I like everything. Hehe" replied Abror.

"Lu mah Arowana fish in bedakin also surely you like it."

"Heh, Arowana fish do not use powder also I like bro, can produce fulus if it has been harvested. Hehe."

"Basic. Money mulu in your mind."

"Can you shut up?"I yelled at them. Very upset, here is analyzing, there even arowana fish debate is not clear.

"Sorry,"

"Sorry,"

Say them simultaneously.

"Gue flavor between Kakashi or Akatsuki. This third honest I'm not sure." I said without looking at Gara or Abror.

"Okay, two first, bro." Saying Gara.

One of the officers brought the guava juice and peanut skin in front of us.

"Every boss. By the way, if Anya likes what?" Abror asked while taking the juice in front of her.

"Some Naruto characters I like, but prefer Sora in the movie Kaleido Star, you know?" I answered while peeling the skin nuts and then eating them.

"You know, I love movies. Sora who is always cheerful and likes to make others laugh happily right?" Answer the enthusiastic Abror.

"Yup. Very true. Oiya, mending the one you save first deh or you askin brother you used to like which one."

"Oh okay. Half a day, I'm back." Say Gara while picking up the motor key on the table next to Abror's laptop.

We had a short goodbye with Abror. I heard the shirt tomorrow afternoon can be taken and Gara immediately paid for it via transfer.

Drrt..Drrt

The phone rings.

"............"

"OK..."

Short, solid, clear. He put his phone in his pocket and started to turn the motor on. "Yuk Him."

I got on, a little curious about the conversation on the phone, but I didn't want to ask.

After stopping at the chicken shop, enter for a while and then return by giving me a bag of crackers containing several packs of chicken soto.

"Make you the same friend kos you. If we eat here later you'll be late for work." Said Gara before turning the bike back on.

I accepted it with a cengo face. Half conscious half shocked in disbelief.

Very spooky? When's the pesenya when to pack it?! My inner.

The sun was stinging on top of Anya's head. Even so he did not complain, he still smiled sincerely because it could make his friend happy.

"Gue down front indomart aja yes, want to buy something first into."

Because then put me down without asking or protesting.

Why else a child? Tumben didn't ask. Her face was flat, no expression since the last phone call. But... why do you still look so handsome? Duh Anyaaaa. What do you think of Him? My inner.

"Include your number." Said Gara while thrusting her phone in front of me.

I type my number and then save it myself by the name 'Sora'. Because I just smiled at the name I typed in her cell phone contacts.

"Let me dong who gave you a name on your phone." He said while making a call to my phone.

I gave her my phone and then gave her her own contact name.

"Krishna? Haha, don't worry. That's a puppet character. Famous as the incarnation of a god who rode a horse-drawn carriage, helping pandavas in the Mahabharata war." I said after seeing her name on my cell phone contact.

"Picture it that way. So it's not just you doang who has a special name." The words are ambiguous, then prepare to turn on the bike.

"OK lah like you. Thanks for the food." I said glad that he bought me a soto chicken for me and my friends.

"Hey, forgot yes. No thanks for the friend." His voice grinned and then passed from before me while waving one hand at me.

I thumped, Because I imitated my magic words. Words that make me have many friends.

Actually I don't want to buy anything, I just reasoned. I don't want to drive me in front of the boarding house and I'll get an attack of questions from my boarding mom or my other boarding friends if they find out I'm out with a guy.

"Wuihhhh... Where did He come from? Bring food home. I love your style." The monik approached me who had just arrived at the top step of the cost.

"Haha. Kuy lah, let's eat together." Take me, then call Princess and Zumi.

We all ate while watching TV. Princess apparently prefers to watch cartoons, let Zumi who is upset because of the remote tv controlled by Princess.

"Where did he buy it? Very steady." Monik on his last mouthful.

"Mate friends. Come on abisin, let's go."

Zumi took out the gallon, poured the water into a plastic cup and placed it in front of us.

"Oh Zumi baikaa. thanks..." Monik said as he downed the drinking water in front of him.

I smiled with relief. Grateful because we could get along well, only occasionally heard the occupants of room number one who quarreled, it felt like we were family even though not blood.

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We went to work three like yesterday. Walk along the highway to the factory.

The princess turned, joined her friends after the check in.

The monik ran first towards N-2 after the block. He said the atmosphere of the line where it feels horror if he arrived late. Hmm I guess I should be grateful again because I'm in line nine, not in line where Monik.

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