Escape Soul Raga
Arguing

The next morning, Gheya got ready. He got out of the room and saw Bilim.

"Gheya, where are you going?" ask Bilim.

"You want to work." replied Gheya.

Plok!

Plok!

Clap hands, smiling. "You're great, you got a job without applying."

"This is called sustenance, for the poor man." replied Gheya, jokingly.

Gheya has reached the furniture store, then put an ad on his social media. Keep throwing posts containing furniture made of wood.

"Gheya, today will enter new supplies. Not only dining chairs, now there is a cobek from wood. Later you stack up, put it there." Darmawan gave his word in a friendly manner.

"Heheh. Yeah, just calm down, Uncle." replied Gheya.

"Gheya, you offered Aunt Aina to come to the store huh. Just say, you are the one who invited lunch." said Darmawan.

"Oh, so this is my original purpose for telling me to work here."

"You don't feel taken advantage of, Uncle didn't mean that."

Gheya raised both of his palms in the air. "No Uncle, I should have thanked you. I feel really helped, with a new job."

”Count-count no trouble pounding Uncle again.” Gheya muttered inwardly.

Gheya looked at the incoming buyers, releasing the helms. A middle-aged woman smiled, then Gheya replied with a smile as well.

"What do you want to buy, brother?" ask Gheya.

Gheya moved his hand parallel to the thigh. "Please, it's in the back."

The woman walked, and then there was another buyer. They flocked, asking for quick service from Gheya. The store couriers get ready to deliver the buyer's order.

Asitha gave the supplies that were brought to Kha'an. Rendo smiled, while covering his mouth in embarrassment. The process of their approach is long, until it makes his heart sultry.

"Already, already, you better be. It's been hard work, throwing each other's attention." said Rendo.

"What's happening, we're just friends." replied Kha'an.

"Cocupid friend? So far, you don't have any taste in me?" Asitha had guessed too far.

"If you think I like you, it's actually just an expectation" Kha'an replied.

Suddenly Bilim passed in the midst of them, until the provisions fell to the floor. All the food was spilled, only a few grains left in the container.

"You're too polite." said Rendo.

Bilim smiled. "It's been trained, so move meekly." Down your head, smiling sucks.

Rendo clutched the collar of his shirt. "Why do you keep looking for trouble with Kha'an? Gheya told you to do this, didn't she?"

"My wife-to-be is a good woman, don't put her on the prank I'm doing. Isn't there a bully who has no heart, who has ruined his happiness." Bilim quipped.

"Gheya the cause of Kha'an will change schools. It's natural that we corner him, even he is considered an ex." said Rendo.

"It's not his fault, it's your fault. If you and your friends are just a little compassionate, don't laugh at him crying near the lab. Creating complicated things in the lives of others, but escape without sin. You think everyone believes that even a rat might choose earplugs."

"Brother, you seem close to him. May know the past SMK school. However, not telling me to praise you're great, is it?" Rendo swerved towards Bilim.

"Ah just relax, I'm not a human thirst for praise. But one thing you should know, as long as someone's trauma is still there. While the wound still rests in his heart, the sin of the fingers flows on the doer." Bilim talks about religion.