You, Me, Us?

Any luck?

A week has passed since his death. Things are going on as usual. Within a week, everything was going on as usual. Hadi also left in the morning to his IPT. On arrival at the car park. He saw the woman who spilled water on his shirt. He saw from a distance. The female motorbike in the parking lot is not far from where she parked the motorbike. An idea came from his mind to communicate with that ability. He was also looking for the number. “ Ha.. See you pun”

he also contacted me.. Instantly later, the call was lifted “ Yo bro”. Sapa angah after a long time Hadi did not communicate with him. “ How come you have an IPT to? ” ask Hadi. “ Yes why?, you do not go back to?.. I heard that story oruk you. That's what I can call”.. Angh said his condolences above what happened to his friend. “ Ouh, thank you bro, Ni I want mintak please kindly ni. You know Fira, don't you, your class slave?". Hadi lansung does not speak stale. “ Fira... Fira.. Ouh I know. why with him?” Ask in wonder. “ Help me jap, You found him mintak number his friend that. You say this... Your friend already gave her number to Hadi, but she forgot. So Hadi mintak number near you.. Don't forget to ask your friend what time the class is over. Can not? ” Angah who heard a little surprised but only able to say yes. “ Orait”

“ You don't ask when his friend is there! " strictly Hadi warned of angah. “ Yes,ya,ya,ya” Reply directly looking for Fira or sister. The boy who was looking for his sister finally found his sister sitting alone in the cafe waiting for his friend. He also deservedly did the task given by Hadi. Without hesitation silu he immediately sat semeja with sister. “ Fira ” greet Anghah to sister. The slightly surprised sister just looked at the weird. Even if they are a class. But they never say hello. Little brother became surprised why by arriving arrived Anghah came to greet him. “ yes, yes, there is what is looking for me here". “So my friend told me to meet you at least your friend's number, then he asked your friend what time the class ended?" The sister who hears the question can immediately guess who the man is. “ Alah, I said, If I want a number he got mintak near him, If I divide without his truth. Dead I get slaughtered later” Reply sister tell angah. “ Friend I said he already for dah haritu, Only he does not remember the number?” The sister who heard silence for a moment. “ Right now he has to share" While blowing breath “ yelah, yelah Ni number dia” record beautiful. Then find me again. Reply sister a little angry. “ He finished middle class today, afternoon there was no class” Tell sister to Andah.

His wife sent a message to his sister. Brother opened the message and saw the picture with a rage in the cafe. “ alamak, He looks we la kat here ”. Angah also tried to act calm by telling sister“ Rileks ja, she does not know me. thank you help me. I move first ” while walking away leaving sister. Anghah who has received the info and number as requested by his friend was immediately contacted Hadi and told what info he had obtained. “ Thank you bro, I still remember your body, Boboiboy” Reply Hadi joking. “ Well, what is it roger me. See you later” The call is closed. Hadi opened the bag and took out a piece of paper and pen. He wrote something down on the paper and placed it in the body of the woman's motor box. Just because he wanted to meet the woman, he went straight to the classroom and waited until noon. He waited while looking at the clock in his hand. “ Why so long ago ” he also wiped the sweat on his body. From a distance, He saw the figure he had been waiting for. He was hiding somewhere rather invisible to him. He saw the woman pick up the paper she had written. In his heart he was still pounding at the woman's reaction. As the moon fell into usury, the woman moved back towards the Cafe as she wrote. He followed the woman from behind.

Hadi also went to the place where food was served. He also came back with two glasses of Nescafe water. The woman just fell silent. He who had seen Hadi's gelagat had interrupted“ Likes je oder.." in a slightly slow voice.Hadi also tried to explain the situation so that the woman was not angry with him. “ I'd like to ask you earlier, but you look like you're angry... I went to la oder and looked at the most interesting water..If you don't like sory la, I don't know your taste". Reply Hadi so that the woman does not consider herself to like to set .“ I didn't say I didn't like it".Reply the woman slightly slashed her face. He also drank a little water. “Ni my number "while stretching out a piece of paper. Hadi gave a piece of paper containing his number to the woman. “so what is mintak". The woman replied as if she did not want to take the paper. “ You are not mintak, because that's me to near you. If your mood is okay, Kol will be me" replied Hadi while getting up and moving away from it". He left the woman alone in the cafe. Hadi felt as if the woman was very disliked him. He walked away with faded hope. “ If people don't like to make mana, Redho je lah” whispered little heart Hadi. “ No pelah, Maybe I like to busy very, Tu who he does not like tu” Whisper his little heart again. He also went from there“ Forget him, Dah no chance for you Hadi” Whisper Hadi. He went straight to his motorcycle parking lot and moved away from it.

Seriate.....