YOU'RE MY LITTLE FAIRY

Mother cat

"Yeahamah!"

"Yeah!"

Satrio was upset with the behavior of Widuri and Luke.

Luke's behavior is exact.

That person must have called him every time Widuri called him.

And be that awward name.

Sucks.

"Can you not scream?!" satrio snapped annoyed when Widuri and Luke were already on his left and right. He leaves the office to the parking lot to go home.

Luke only giggles because he knows for sure the cause of Satrio sewot. Especially if not for his call, xi.xi....

"Wid, can you not call him I don't need a BANG?" satrio asked with a sewot face.

"No." replied Widuri casually.

"You call Luke, MAS. Why don't you call me MAS?" satrio protest.

"No way in my heart, Baaaaang" said Widuri whining. It sucks Satrio once.

"Make my name brave as a piece of trash, you know?" omel Satrio's.

"I've never called your name, Bang." - beladiri Widuri.

"But I nyuk that one that makes my name so ugly." said Satrio while accusing Luke who was putting on a helmet and pretended not to hear, and then passed away leaving the parking lot.

Basic friends no morals.

"Partially I have a favorite name for you" said Widuri with twitching eyes.

"What?" ask Satrio spontaneously.

"Bang Rio's. It's cool, though. It's tall, manly, not odd, the bike is a white sport, the name is Rio. The kereeeen! " ansaid Widuri with a sweet smile.

"Whose name?" satrio asked while grinning embarrassed by the praise that flowed smoothly from the sweet mouth of Widuri.

It was strange to hear that name, but it felt familiar to him.

"That's your name too. Three letters behind your name." said Widuri explaining.

"Mmmmm...."

"Can I call him Bang Rio?" pinta Widuri with a hopeful look.

"Whatever!" satrio then started his white motor sport engine.

"OKay deeeh. Bye, Bang Rio." said Widuri as she waved her hand then rushed towards her own motorbike.

Satrio himself then drove his bike slowly to leave the company and enjoy a cloudy afternoon on the way to his home.

The dim weather like this is very comfortable for Satrio .

Drove the motor at standard speed tends to be relaxed, no more than 50 km/h. Delightful.

Satrio's lips did not stop smiling behind his full face helmet.

Feel comfortable and happy to be able to enjoy the atmosphere of the afternoon like this even though alone

Yeah, three months in Jogja and he hasn't done it either.

How to find a boyfriend, he never spread the charm in an area that many beautiful and fashionable girls in the mall or at least in the cafe.

Three months ago, he went to the mall twice, along with Widuri and Lukas.

The first visit to the mall actually just muterin mall doang while giggling is not clear, not clear, then chatted in front of the mall accompanied by a bottle of bottled drinks and snacks purchased at street vendors near the mall.

As absurd as it is, they enjoy the event hang out and Satrio can really enjoy it.

And a visit to the second mall, after hanging out with people passing by in the mall, after, the three finally only buy one piece of pants each price of three hundred thousand which is again discounted until the price becomes almost two hundred thousand only.

Satrio also bought the pants because Lukas and Widuri are useful because they both also bought a piece.

Well up at the cashier - and the forward paid Satrio - apparently still got another discount because of the purchase of three. A piece of pants falls to a hundred and fifty thousand per piece.

Satrio chuckled to himself when he remembered how happy Widuri was at that time because he could double the discount.

"Tomorrow again if we have to mall three more. Who knows if there are discounts like this for shoes" said Widuri when they were stopping by the snack at a porridge shop owned by a famous artist with two faces.

At the stall Satrio with a grimacing heart - between wonder, moved and touched - was forced to accept a loan of money to replace the pants owned by Widuri and Lukas in the mall earlier.

At first Satrio did not think at all would be replaced by both. He used to pay for groceries and snacks of his friends long ago.

But Widuri and Luke forced her.

"We're looking for money together. Know the salary range of one and the other. If you want to practice because of the payday, practice this meal, Bang. It's a pity you wasted three hundred thousand to pay for our pants. Mending you love your mother.Definitely she is very cool." said Widuri who made Satrio stunned.

Give her mother money? I swear, it never crossed his agenda. Her parents twisted. Moreover, only money in the matter of hundreds of thousands.

"Not the number, Bang, but the pure intention that makes our mothers happy if we love money or something from our work. That's a sign we didn't forget to thank him even if he didn't ask" said Widuri, leaving Satrio stunned.

"From his face, never gave your mother money?" shoot Lukas while pointing his spoon in front of Satrio's embarrassed face.

"Huh? Really? You never gave your mother, Bang?" ask Widuri with a concerned look.

"My parents wouldn't want me to give you money. Their money is a lot." Satrio before bully his two best friends.

"Yes creative little cake, bought clothes or collected first and then later if enough you can buy a cake ring for your mother. It is guaranteed that women will not refuse if they are given jewelry" said Widuri patronizing Luke with a nod many times.

"Yes. Tomorrow I buy my mother a ring. I'll give you if I go home. Let him be happy and proud to have Satrio's son" said Satrio, who received a smile of relief from both of them.

.

It turned out that in the simplicity and the nothingness of their friendship, he instead found this kind of calmness and relief.

The style of associating with them is very much different from the style of association during this time.

In the past, there were friends competing in the race to ask what to treat him.

No one ever hikes joint ventures to buy food or pay-in replacements when hanging out at the cafe when obviously his friends economically certainly on top of the conditions of Widuri and Lukas.

Meanwhile, if with Lukas and Widuri, even other coworkers, they replace each other if they get a windfall, if they get windfall, or the joint rame-rame just to make seblak or lotis and later eaten rame-rame.

As simple as it describes INTERCHANGE OR in Javanese the term genti genten. Not just looking for personal gain and outsmarting each other.

"STOO !!!!" the cry of a girl who blocked the speed of her motorbike that had swallowed - because it had entered the complex area - made long daydreams Satrio poranda.

He had now stopped in front of a panicked girl while pointing towards the water gutter on the side of the road.

"Please, Mum....Please." said the girl nervously.

Although not yet understood what really happened, Satrio rushed down from the motorbike and immediately ran to the side of the gutter.

The girl was already standing next to him with a breath that sounded hunting.

"What's wrong?" satrio was confused because he saw nothing there.

"Tristan was stuck there and washed away" said the girl in a panic.

"Tristan? Who?" satrio was confused.

Her sister? A bang?

"My catkuuu! He's under that concrete. Please, Mas.later he'll be dead" said the girl with a very anxious face even looks almost crying.

Satrio rushed to hand her backpack to the girl, then took off her shoes, rolled up her pants and went into a ditch that had just been filled with a stream of rainwater that had just fallen.

By bending his body, Satrio tried to find the position of the cat in question.

It turned out to be true, the cat was under a concrete slab that covered part of the top of the trench.

The cat seemed confused standing on a block of wood stuck in a pile of garbage.

"You try to get across the concrete." Satrio ordered the girl.

Which was directly followed by the girl even with her hands still holding her backpack.

"My bags were put on the bike. Please." said Satrio again. Which was then immediately carried out by the girl.

"I'm trying to get the beam. Thank goodness the cat did not jump. Later if jump from the beam he will drift to it. You're ready to catch it!" satrio exclaimed against the sound of rain that began to pour quite heavily.

"Yes!" exclaim the girl while coming down into the ditch with heart.

"I started huh?!" exclamation Satrio.

"Yes!" answer the girl from the concrete.

With the help of a fairly large twig, Satrio tried to shift the beam where the cat stood though with a bit of difficulty because it had to fight the flow of water and the pile of garbage that surrounded the beam.

"Don't move. There you are. I help ya." Satrio said to the cat who seemed to understand what Satrio was talking about.

The cat seemed to be trying to stay seated quietly on a beam that began to move out from under the concrete cover of the water gutter.

"A little more, boy.." said Satrio with a carefree face.

Less Satrio could reach the cat with his hand when a drifting cloth wrapped around the bottom of Satrio's leg and made the man startled and spontaneously remove the wood that had held the cat's beam.

Satrio even jumped up and out of the ditch because he thought the snake was twisting his legs.

"Thank God.....!!!" the cheerful screams of the girl who was still in the trenches shocked Satrio who was still stubbornly.

"God! The cat.." murmured Satrio dazed as he saw the chick having some trouble rising up the ditch.

The girl's clothes were soaked. Yes of course. Rain this hard.

"Thank you, " said the girl in the rain.

Satrio could only see the girl's face properly.

Beautiful yet looks a bit fierce. But it's fascinating.

Her perfectly split lips and wet from the raindrops that hit her face, were perfectly symmetrical with her tiny nose.

And those eyes......Satrio had seen eyes under the eyebrows similar to the gull wing arch, but where?

"Yes" replied Satrio quietly as the girl had already moved away from him in a hasty step.

The cat protected her inside her instant hijab.

And Satrio was still glued when he remembered the cat's name. Tristani.

And the girl said Tristan was the cat.

That means the girl was......

Yeah, Tristan's cat mom scolded him the other day in the park.

Satrio smiled under the rain.

Turns out the face behind the mask the other day was as beautiful as that.

...🧚🧚🧚 be r s a m b u n g 🧚🧚🧚...