
Satrio chuckled when he saw the girl's eyes immediately glared then followed by the disappearance of the girl's face from the cellphone screen and now saw a lamp on the cellphone screen owned by Yanti's mother who is now held.
It looks like the position of his phone is now on his back facing the sky-sky of the house.
"Thank you for the breakfast. Don't forget to take the medicine so that the spit is cured of the flu. Greetings to Tristan. Assalamualaik.....No answer to sins, you know." said Satrio with a smile because the phone screen has not changed pictures, still pictures of lights.
"Wa'alaikumussalam." a greeting from Adis was heard and the VC was turned off unilaterally.
Satrio again chuckled while handing the phone back to the owner.
"Thank you, Ma'am Yanti. You can also often send food. Don't wait for me to be carefree" said Satrio already the real Satrio. Satrio is rather koplak, as Mbak Puji once said.
"Siaaaap, Mom. Later I told Mbak Adis that Mas Satrio is ready to receive food delivery" said Mbak Yanti while laughing happily.
"Say also do not jutek-jutek same Mas Satrio, that's it" said Satrio while grinning.
"Siaaaap." replied Mbak Yanti again. This time the laughter grew wider.
"Yes yes, my mother. I'll go home first. If you need any help I am ready to help" said Mbak Yanti with a meaningful smile.
"OK. Thank you, Ma'am. Greet Tristan as his mother." said Satrio, laughing mischievously.
"Who's guess?" mama Yanti asked confused.
"Tristan is coming." Satrio replied with a grin.
"Oalaaahs....Make Mpa Adis? Ready, Mas, I will say " Mbak Yanti said after understanding who Satrio meant.
"Well that's what I mean" Satrio said as he gave his thumbs up to Mbak Yanti.
"Nakir nih the same Mbak Adis?" ask Mbak Yanti to the point while smiling.
"Not that either. But I wonder, how there are girls like that." said Satrio even unconsciously make a new topic of conversation.
"What is it like?" mama Yanti asked not to be so good.
"Yaaaaaa is beautiful. But jutek. But it's also good because he wants to send food to people he doesn't know even if only as a thank you." said Satrio.
"But Adis is good, Mas. The jutek is just the same guy. If the same girl does not jutek him." said Mbak Yanti straighten.
"Why is it so favoritism?" ask Satrio to be astonished.
"don't know. If Mas Satrio curious, deketin dong" said Mbak Yanti provoked.
"Males. I don't usually approach girls. Especially the jutek girl. Not ready to break my heart" said Satrio even make the heart of Mbak Yanti broken.
Mbak Yanti was disappointed with Satrio's statement just now.
Though he from yesterday had thought that this cute guy is a high quality single that he hoped could get close to his daughter's master so as not to be single.
It was far from the fire.
Satrio even did not want to go forward because of the males with Adis' shock.
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"Why did you do that messam-meme from earlier, Bang? There's a production kid you're appraising?" widuri asked as she opened the gordyn in front of her desk until only a thin vitrage left behind that blocked her eye view directly towards the production room below.
The company's office space is indeed glass-walled, so it can see each other from inside and outside the office.
The concept is to be able to monitor each other's performance.
Office people can see the movement of production people, even so, production people can see the work atmosphere of administrative people.
And for Satrio, seeing how the production guy works is a booster mood in itself for him.
Sometimes he could see the mothers who worked together to shift the coffee table from the roots of teak - which of course was quite large and heavy - while still chatting and sometimes even laughing as if he did not a burden.
From that sight alone he could draw learning, that (again) his life was luckier than theirs.
He does not need to put out heavy energy to work. Of course because he works in the administration.
He just needed to use the little bit of knowledge he had for this job he was in.
Coupled with his ability to master several foreign languages, making him increasingly have more value in his office.
Yes, from childhood he attended an international school which of course contained many foreigners who he could learn his language as they mingled.
And the opportunity to attend school in an expensive place, of course, he could enjoy because his parents were rich.
Satrio was stunned again. Again, it was his father who made his life this comfortable.
I love you, Pa......
"You really make me suspicious, Bang. Who the hell are you talking to?" tanya Widuri was still curious.
"Kepo." said Satrio sok secret.
Satrio no longer saw anyone.
She looked towards the production with a smile - without her knowing it - as a camouflage of her flower-flowering heart from this morning.
Want to know also why Satrio is in such a good mood all day?
Of course because of the cat's mother.
Yes, that Jutek Adis.
This morning, when Satrio went to work, he accidentally saw Adis guiding his motor matic.
It was far from their complex.
Of course the soul of the knight Satrio was called to offer help.
After parking his bike on the side of the road, Satrio rushed to Adis.
"Why motor?" asked Satrio while staring at the face of Adis who was reddish because of the sultry and may have been tired of guiding his bike.
"Strikes." answered Adis slowly after seeing the face of the questioner who came as an apparition, suddenly.
"The shop is far from here. Where the hell are you going?" ask Satrio then.
"Work." replied Adis briefly. Make Satrio gemes because Adis answers in ambiguous mode.
Why don't you say a lot of things? Please cake.....
"Where's work?" ask Satrio again.
Adis just stared displeasedly at Satrio. Felt that guy was too pampered with his business.
"It's almost work time. If you guide your bike until the nearest workshop and wait for your motorbike to be repaired, you can be late. What's the matter if you're late?" satrio asked, making Adis's face slack.
This morning he had an appointment with a new client. It doesn't feel good that he asked for a reschedule just because his bike broke down.
Along the path he passed through the doors of the stall no one had opened yet.
Try if anyone is open, he will nitipin motor strike at one of the stalls only so later managed Mas Didit.
"Where?" satrio asked after seeing Adis seemed to be getting nervous.
"I had an appointment with a new client this morning" Adis said slowly.
"Yes, you order ojol, or a taxi" Satrio said quickly.
"My motorcycle crus?" ask Adis.
"Let's take it to the workshop down the street" Satrio said as he pointed ahead far away.
"Your bike truck?" ask Adis again.
"Oh yes.yes.." said Satrio as recently aware of the condition.
"If anyone can bring my bike, the real solution is this problem." murmured Satrio so confused.
"I can carry your bike" Adis said slowly as he looked at Satrio timidly.
"really? Can you take a motorcycle like this?" tanya Satrio was surprised.
Adis just nodded.
He used to pinch Mas Didit's bike that Satrio had too, but it was black.
"If you can bring my bike, yes already my bike you bring only work. Your bike let me take care of it." said Satrio relieved.
"But...." Adis seems doubtful.
"You can seriously bring a guy's bike, right?" ask Satrio then.
Adis grunted annoyedly. Feeling underestimated by Satrio's question.
Make me want emotion.
Do not know what if he was tired of running a motorcycle strike?
So thirsty again. Exuberance.
This is where the song people underestimate his question.
He thinks he's the only one with a bike like that?
"Heh, Mr. cat, my brother also has a motorbike like that" said Adis actually exploded while pointing at Satrio's motorbike.
Satrio was surprised.
And what did he say? Cat father? O God.
Another new title he got unexpectedly.
Father cat.
Not very cool.
Adis's eyes were already decorated with dagger flashes in the flames while staring at Satrio.
"I don't mean to offend you asking that. Not every girl can ride a motorcycle. You can't either" said Satrio trying to calm down, trying not to get carried away by emotions.
"I told you that I could. You don't think I'm lying, can you?" accuse Adis of being upset.
"It's not like that either....."
"Him! Move over!" drive Adis while shaking his hand, driving Satrio from the side of his motorbike with a sullen and desperate face.
Lost his new client.
Apes again if the prospective client later ngomelin him first.
Beneeeer apes today, Lord.
"This is the key and the STNK. You brought my bike. I brought your bike." said Satrio softly as he held out the key and STNK of the bike without caring about Adis's pouting face.
Adis doesn't care.
He still tried to hit Satrio who now holds the head of his motor matic so as not to move.
"Surge!" growled Adis while staring intently at Satrio. Make a sigh and fear that gets the look of death.
The seremnya......
"Don't be like this, Adisty.." said Satrio softly, making the blaze in Adis' eyes instantly disappear, changing with a surprised and then sad look.
That phrase.......
"Why?" tanya Satrio was worried about Adis' sudden change of emotions.
What Satrio can catch is the sadness that was immediately created on Adis' face.
Adis just shook his head weakly, sighed softly, then in slow motion received the support of the two objects - STNK and the motor key - from Satrio's hand.
"There go! Ntar hunt you late" said Satrio with a smile when he saw Adis seemed a bit doubtful.
"You know how it works? It must be late too." asked Adis not feeling good.
"Easy....later I stayed on the phone, said that it came late because the motor broke down." Satrio replied casually.
"Can that be so?" tanya Adis astonished.
"May." replied Satrio calmly.
"Really?" tanya Adis is not sure.
"Udah deh, mother cat, the quarry went there! If you keep asking questions, you can be late and I'll be late." cut Satrio later. Making Adis immediately glared with the name Satrio to him.
The cat's mother she said?
"I'm not a cat mom!" sergeant Adis with a protesting face.
"I'm also not the father of cats." said Satrio quickly.
Make the two then equally staring at each other with wrong behavior.
"I'm leaving now." said Adis then to unravel the awkwardness that had just been created.
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