Bizarre Old Man
Pricillas
"hello"
(.....)
"what Ma? it was suddenly that."
(.....)
"but you didn't say anything to me and didn't tell me anything."
(....)
"ck .. yes, yes, I'm there now."
(....)
"yes mother. I'm leaving now.beg"
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"Hasbi Lo can go home now. I don't know why." zifa tried to persuade Hasbi again.I don't know how many times Zifa asked Hasbi to go home.
"no zifa. I won't be home before Bu Sofi's son comes."
zifa pouted and went upstairs, she was very uncomfortable and angry because of Hasbi's stubborn attitude to stay in the store.
"where are you?" incoming messages from Dimas.
"i'm at dim's shop."
"ko could? it's not like you said you're not going to the store anymore."
"it's a long story in essence I'm here on Bu Sofi's orders and his pleas."
"essentially a stubborn man."
suddenly there was someone coming downstairs.zifa immediately came down to see him.
"please you" said Zifa welcoming a girl she thought was a buyer.
"i'm not a buyer. I'm Pricilla's son, pak sandi and Bu Sofi." she reached out her hand to Zifa.
zifa accepted it and shook her hand with a sweet smile.
"i'm zifa."
"oh zifa. I'm here on mom's orders, he said tell me you guard the store here."
"she's Miss Sofi told me too."
they sat down with their seats, sitting quietly without a sound while playing their phones.
zifa felt the atmosphere was getting stiff and all looked awkward. somehow she felt Pricilla did not like it. because since then she had not seen Pricilla smile at her.
"ka Pricilla" zifa tried to break the silence created since almost an hour had passed.
"yes" he answered briefly without looking.
"Who were you here?" zifa asked her around because she was confused as to what she was going to ask.
"himself. why?"
"no papa."
back silence. Hasbi who understands the anxiety of zifa. he tries to make Pricilla familiar with zifa.
"Cilla." Hasbi used to love calling him that.
"Hem." he's still busy with his phone.
"what else? it's so busy that we're here ignored."
"trus wants Hasbi Cilla to say the same thing to you both." this time Pricilla turned her face away from the phone and looked at Hasbi as well as zifa expressionlessly.
"yes we can chat with each other and share stories or what. let's not be lonely very rich gini."
"all right, how old are you?" pricilla asked suddenly which made Zifa a little surprised.
"my age is 17 years old."
"17?? I guess we're about the same age" Pricilla chuckled. "if I'm 20, uh how long have you been working here?"
"i've only been a week."
"ohh, it's new."
"where does pricil live?"
"i live at******* with my grandmother and my sister."
"ohh... ka pricil did not stay with Sofi's mother and pak sandi?"
"don't."
the two women also had a long conversation and occasionally they laughed together. Hasbi who saw it was happy because he managed to make Zifa not feel bored.
"Tin..Tin...."
his footsteps snapped and walked closer to them.
"Cilla... What are you doing here?"
"Cilla was told to help Zifa sir" he said after kissing the back of the man he called his father.
why did Sofi tell Cilla to help zifa.but papa is not important zifa is now here.
sandi looked at Zifa with a sweet smile.he walked upstairs without saying anything more.
"that's my father Zifa. You know him yet?" Cilla asked innocently.
"already." zifa was a little creepy considering who the password was.
"zifa you are very unique to haha" said Pricilla suddenly while laughing looking at the zifa from top to bottom.
"unique how does that mean?" zifa looked at herself in the mirror.
"yes you are unique zifa. you are tomboy but hijab. only this time I see a girl kayak you. but you are very sweet rich gini" said Pricilla praised zifa while touching the end of her hijab cloth.
without them realizing the cipher was already standing behind them.
"wish you were happy to know Zifa" password while stroking Pricilla's long hair.
"eh mr. ngagetin Cilla aja.yak seneng sir has a rich friend of zifa.he is funny, sweet, cool again his son does not ngebosenin. Cilla feels like I have a sister." said Cilla enthusiastically.
"father joined the seneng dengernya. hopefully you and zifa can be more Deket again yes. mr. seneng see you are familiar with the same zifa, but how do you consider it a sister anyway, anyway, you're the same old zifa as you, aren't you?"
"ohh father, zifa was still 17 years if Cilla would have been 20 years. the father did not know the age of his own son."
"wahhh not because the father's daughter is getting older yes.not do not know dear, but you forget."
"just the same."
"had continued his cool chat.don't forget to take care of zifa yes son, don't let there are men who are flirtatious with zifa. whoever it is." password walk on his motorbike.
"where are you going?"
"my dad wants to go out for a little while and buy lunch, what do you want to eat?"
"what is it, sir."
"what would zifa eat?" this time with a very soft tone.
"what the hell." zifa was horrified to see the password's smiling face on her.
"uhhh very compact you guys. yaudah you go first yes."
after a few hours the password left the store.
"Hay zifa, how are you?"
"Dimas." said zifa briefly
"who is zifa?" Pricilla whispered in Zifa's ear.
"that's my friend."
Dimas sat in the chair next to Hasbi.
"hey bro how are you." Dimas patted Hasbi's shoulder.
"why lo? it hurts!" Hasbi was astonished by Dimas's sudden close-knit attitude towards her.
"i'm not healthy wal Afiat.and the plan today I want to treat all of you including Lo!"
"tracts? in order?" Hasbi slightly pursed her lips.
"celebrate my birthday with zifa. I'm the same zifa already so yesterday." Dimas spoke with ease.
sontak Hasbi and Zifa as well as Pricilla were shocked and widened their eyes together.
"zifa, you said she's your friend" this time Pricilla showed a face full of disappointment to zifa. zifa did not reply.
"trus Lo thought the cave would believe that's the same fantasy as Lo?" Hasbi.
"Lo can't believe it? look at it." Dimas gives his phone and shows Vidio a moment he and Zifa.
Hasbi did not give any more response, he just smiled. "okay congratulations if so" he said and left the store on his bike.
"where is Hasbi going?" Pricilla stood up following Hasbi's footsteps.
"you need to. I'll take zifa." Hasbi went by with his bike.
ka Hasbi why the hell.ko suddenly go so. lest he be jealous again same zifa.
Anastasya Kholiq Pricilla