Him, Feronika
The bears?

The sigh sounded quite loud as Feronika exhaled her, she was not someone who was usually patiently waiting for an explanation, "So, what?"

"Gini, first I have to know your name and phone number as a guarantee," concluded Satria and then shook hands formally, "Gue Satria, this is Ipang."

They shake hands and say each other's names.

"Irham."

"Feronika," said Feronika slightly muttering, barely audible.

"Who? Ferrosotan?" repeated Satria with the wrong spelling, not made up because the little voice of the girl in front of him was indeed carried by the wind.

The ball of the eyes of the Ferronika rotated a warning sign, then repeated again. "Feronika," he shouted to the attention of several passers-by.

"Okay, dong, we are not budek," complained Satria.

The sky was getting thick, Feronika stared fixedly at the cafe across there, but Nan was still not seen as well. And, now Feronika stuck—stuck yourself— is here just to wait for that— "So why?"

"Please, Brother."

Pramusaji came before Satria answered the question of Feronika. "I'll drink a little while, explaining that it also takes energy."

"Thank you" said Ipang, offering a smile. "For hp numbers, dong, Mbak," godanya. The waiter smiled shyly as he passed.

"For whatever, Rham, what's up, anyway?" asked Feronika gerama to Irham. The reality is actually impatient to know the problem that befell the child of the household assistant.

Instead of directly answering, Irham even looks clumsy. He looked so nervous that even his already open mouth shut again.

Feronika turned towards Ipang, the young man was the same as his friend. Enjoy the cold drink very calmly. As if nothing had happened. Eventually, Feronika gave up and left the three.

"Whatever!" The ferronika does not care until the wrist is reached by a person and the sound of the vehicle horn is startling.

"Woi, Ma'am if you want to cross see right-left," the rider attacked.

"Sorry, sorry."

Feronika also looked back and found Satria standing there while putting on a heroic face.

"What words can I get?" sue Satria without turning away the song's gaze with lips reviewing a slanted smile at a glance.

The flickering fingers of Feronika clenched tightly, feeling intimidated. If observed more carefully, the young man before him was now not here. Outraged for a long time was not the original character, Feronika chose to lower her ego and said, "Thank you."

"No, drink first let's be surprised!" satria's orders.

Feronika again sat near Irham and then grabbed a glass that was still full, he threw away the red straw and then downed half the contents.

The two young men he had just met looked in wonder, except for Irham, who had known the personality of Feronika. As before, he did not bother with such gazes.

"Gini, yes, after I observed, among you, Feronika seems to be more bear," chirped the original Satria who obtained the plot from Ipang.

"Sat, you're crazy, aren't you?" whispered Ipang, as if the friend had made a fatal mistake.

Satria elbowed Ipang's stomach before stressing. "Udah, you're in!"

The bears? inner Feronika then turned towards Irham. Could this friend's problem be related to money? Did Irham lose the bet? No-no, all this time the Shahiddah raised his son very modestly. So, there is little possibility of troublemaking.