Her.. My soul mate
Chapter 47

>>abi<<

"Assalamualaikum .. ma'am, I've come home!" I cried while carrying groceries in both hands, which I bought with Ocha this afternoon.

"Wa'laikum salam, here let me help bring you too. Mom, did you get all the stuff?" asked my mother while picking up some items that were still lying on the porch of the house.

"It's all mom, but I'm still not satisfied" I replied as I unwindedly sat on the sofa.

"Not satisfied? I mean not satisfied how, mas?" asked my mother while checking the items that had been collected in the living room.

"This is all right, in accordance with the terms of his submission" he said again after checking one by one.

"Yes, it's all bought up, but Ocha doesn't seem to be happy yet, because all of the items were bought on the basis of the word "whatever" from Ocha's mouth" I explained.

"How about dong?" ask my mother confused.

"Later I want to take Ocha again, buy something that he really likes, at his own will to be as additional as possible" I said and then went to the room.

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I just came out of the bathroom after a warm bath, suddenly the notification on my phone rang. I immediately opened the notification and there was an email coming in.

I pulled off the towel and continued wearing the shirt and opened my laptop. I checked the email notification that was on my phone through my laptop.

*To Reza's brother Fabian Prasetyo.

We hereby declare that the submission of relatives for the doctoral foreign scholarship program has entered the first selection stage, but your file cannot be processed because there are some of your files that are not complete. Please complete the application requirements for this program to the next stage. At the latest file delivery by the end of this month. Thankyou*.

I read the contents of the email I received. It turned out to be advanced information from the S2 scholarship program that I followed. I checked the requirements files I submitted and it turns out there are some that I have not yet completed.

"Hmm .. tomorrow I'll just complete it at school" I murmured.

I then opened my social media account to find information from my college friends. I saw some incoming messages and my eyes were immediately fixed on the one message I wanted to open immediately. Who else if not a message from a friend of my world my Black Cat.

"He was able to move on, good then" I said in response to the message that the black cat was able to open his heart again.

"Tickness .. was a long time ago today. Tomorrow continues at school" I said as I stretched my muscles and closed my laptop and went to bed to sleep.

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As usual, after school I stopped by Bagas' workshop.

"Bro ... ! Where have you been, just seen?" bagas asked as I opened my helmet and entered the workshop.

"Busy!" I answered briefly while sitting at the table and immediately executed some broken laptops belonging to the customers.

"The laptop looks like I've seen, but where it is" I murmured inwardly. I accidentally saw the laptop Bagas was holding.

"Bro, whose laptop is it?!" I asked finally because of my curiosity in the laptop.

"Which one? This one? Oh, this is sweet brother's" he said while still fiddling with the laptop.

"Sweet brother? What wife are you?" origin kataku.

"Anyway with you talking! My bini wonder, I can sleep in the workshop" he said sewot. I smiled chuckling it turned out Bagas was afraid of his wife as well.

"This new laptop came this afternoon, I've been tinkering still not found also the problem where, confused me, where the screen is also cracked. Try you check, I give up" he said as he raised his hand and handed himself over and thrust the laptop at me.

"Try here I check first" I said then check every inch of the laptop. And it seems that it can not be repaired because in addition to the cracked screen affects the function of the LCD as well because the components inside are hit by a hard impact so that it can not operate properly again.

"It seems that it can not be saved, most can save memory and some others. Try you call "the sweet kaka" to take back the laptop" I said.

"Hello neng Siti, can go to the store for a while, yes okay awaited yes" said Bagas then hung up the phone.

"Za, are you engaged later this month?" tanyanya after cleaning the laptop owned by the sweet kaka.

"So" I said briefly because I was serious about repairing a printer owned by a damaged customer.

"What date? Can I attend?" tanyanya.

"Not dated. Why are you present? It's an internal event. Only the family attended" I said, frowning in wonder at my friend's request.

"Jaelah Za, your stingy! I'd like to know your girl, how sexy to make a Reza clamps" he said interspersed with his typical perverted smile.

"Your brains are washed, your minds are troubled!" I replied while throwing a screwdriver at him.

"Gue go to the toilet, nitip this printer, don't mess with my work!" I said as I went to the back.

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There was the sound of Bagas talking to women as I came out of the toilet. I saw her figure from behind, that woman must be the sweet kaka that Bagas meant.

Women in long-sleeved checkered shirts bent in half. Wearing long blue jeans. Her bound hair rolled up carelessly.

"Well this is Reza mas, he handles Siti's laptop" Bagas said as I approached that automatically made the woman finally turn to me.

"City ... !" I said half-heighted in shock.

"Mas Abi ... !" he was just as surprised as me. His eyes were round when he saw my face.

"Do you know each other?" ask Bagas I don't care about.

I immediately pulled Ocha's hand out of the store. Making Bagas more and more confused.

"Ocha why are you here?" ask me after being outside the shop. I deliberately pulled Ocha, so that Bagas would not go forward with other questions.

"I-I .. ah my laptop is broken" he said.

"Oh so the white laptop is yours, Cha?" I ask who finally understands. It was just as if I had seen the laptop before and it turned out to be Ocha's.

He nodded slowly. From the look on his face, he seemed uncomfortable talking to me. What's up, huh? Is he mad at me? I took her to the rice stall next to Bagas' workshop. He did not refuse, but remained silent. Then I bought him a drink to melt our awkward atmosphere a little.

"Ocha from home?" askaku after the drinks provided by the rice shop waiter.

He shook his head while sucking the orange ice drink I ordered for him.

"Ocha angry the same, mas?" I finally couldn't stand Ocha's silence.

She shook her head.

"I ... just .. "he said hanging, making me even more curious.

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