Italicized Before 24 Hours
BIDDING

Bu Lastri developed Septian after the morning adhan.

"Bang, get up, pray first. Just move, sleep in the room."

Septian who felt a pat on his arm and heard his mother's voice slowly blinked his eyes. He just realized that he fell asleep in the dimushola. His head was no longer in his mother's lap, had moved to the pillow.

"The dawn prayer used to be off it moved to the room. I'm going to the mosque."

After his mother left, Septian went to the bathroom to wash his face and wudlu. After performing the morning prayer, he went up to his room. His eyes felt sticky, still very sleepy. After smelling the scent of pillows and mattresses, he immediately flew into the dream.

...******...

Nara woke up to the knocking of the door and the sound of Bik Surti's cry.

"Non Nara, it's not noon. No, you're awake yet?" Shouted Bik Surti from behind the door of Nara's room.

"Yes bik." Nara from within. The clock shows at 7 a.m. Last night he could not sleep until the dawn had just fallen asleep. And the effect, of course, is now very sleepy..

But when she remembered her husband who did not come home last night, her sleepiness suddenly disappeared. Retrieved the phone that is in the tool, then check calls and messages.

Apparently there is no notification. His suspicions are getting stronger. Where is her husband now. Even if he sleeps, he must have woken up to the dawn prayer. But why he has not checked his phone, evident from the WA message he sent has not also turned into a blue tick.

Nara contacted him again, but was not picked up. Not desperate, he tried again. And finally answered.

"Hallo."

Deg, Nara is shocked when a woman answers her husband's cell phone.

"Assalamualaikum Sis, nyariin brother huh? Brother in his room, this is Shaila, want me to call you?"

Nara stroked her chest, neutralizing the heartbeat that had been racing. Being anxious and overthinking, she forgot Shaila's voice. I thought of macem macem because of the girl who raised.

"Eh.iya Sha." Answer Nara.

"Wait a moment, brother, I'm on my way to brother's room."

"Sister's cell phone can be the same as yours Sha?"

"Actually it's not the same with me. But it's in my backpack brother left behind on the living room couch. Forgot my brother, not taken to the room. Right now I'm done in the living room, hearing the sound of a cell phone, after I checked, it turns out from your backpack." Obviously Shaila while walking up the stairs.

"Nginep's brother over there Sha?"

"Yes, brother, came home with me last night. Brother said, he told you brother?"

"Yes, that's it."

Nara breathed a sigh of relief. The guess turned out wrong. Septian was really staying at his mother's house last night. Turns out he was too overthinking.

Tok tok tok tok

"Bang, there's a call from Nara's sister." Shaila said from behind the door. "Dude."

tok tok tok tok

Shaila kept knocking until it sounded authentic from within.

"Look Sha."

Shaila came in and handed the phone to her brother. "There's a call from Nara's sister."

Septian grabbed the phone from Shaila's hand. He who is still sleepy, answering the phone while sleeping. There is no energy just to sit.

"Assalamualaikum Ra." Answer in a soft voice due to drowsiness.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Mom's house brother?" Ask Nara directly.

"Hem."

"What's wrong, why is that sudden? is mom sick?"

"No. I sleep hard Ra. I'll call again."

tut tut tut tut tut

Nara was upset. He couldn't sleep last night because Septian didn't come home and couldn't be reached. But once can be called, like ogah ogahan answer. The game is closed immediately. Make the mood of the morning just broken.

"What a hell of a bitch." Omel Nara throws a cell phone into bed.

After preparing who to go to campus, Nara immediately went down for breakfast. He just took a little rice and side dishes. No appetite at all.

"Why Ra?" Asked the mother who saw her son just stirring the food. Since she was pregnant, Nara has always eaten a lot.

"No taste to me."

"Why?"

"No papa."

"When are you scheduled to see a doctor? Was it the same Septian when would you sc her? It's 36w already, two more weeks can also be sc." Ask mama Tiur.

Nara put down her spoon. He recalled his argument with Septian the other day which resulted in the straining of their relationship.

"Don't ask me to be normal."

"Why?" Ask papa. Mama who wants to ask so canceled, because it has been represented.

"Abang wants to finance my labor, do not want to use the money mama or papa. That's why he asked for normal to be cheap."

"But I'm afraid Pah, I don't want to be normal. It must be really painful. Kayak serem terribly story that."

"Don't parno first. Look at the old man. Everything is normal. But his son was on a lot of everything. Some even reach 10. If it is as dark as your shadow. They won't give birth 10 times."

Nara clucked in annoyance. Why did his father seem to defend Septian, not himself.

"Depends on your readiness, Ra. If you are afraid, keep on being forced. There was even high blood. What tip ends, should sc as well. Keep your heart first. Speak well with Septian."

...*****...

Dicafe, Diego dyed looking for Shaila. It's been almost an hour and the cup of coffee is up, Shaila didn't show up either. As for Asep, from afar seemed to notice him.

Not going home without success. He asks a servant to excommunicate Shaila.

"Sha, is there anything else?" Image that can be mandated from Diego.

"Who?"

"Cowok saucy. What a great deal."

Without looking, it felt like Shaila knew who was looking for her. Who else if not Diego. He doesn't have a guy friend who's too close. Students at the school are also average women.

Shaila took off her apron and came out of the kitchen. According to Citra, the guy was sitting at table 8, so his eyes immediately focused there. And sure enough, it should only look at his back, it already looks if it's Diego. Which makes it inexhaustible, why the guy is still looking for it.

He turned to look at his brother. He seemed busy making coffee. With a fairly quick step, he approached table no 8.

"What's wrong?" Ask Shaila directly. He glanced at his brother, afraid to be noticed from afar.

"Sit down first."

"Gue's busy. If nothing matters, I'm back in the kitchen."

Diego chuckles at Shaila's reasoning. It is impossible to be busy when the cafe is very quiet. Even the visitors can be counted on the fingers.

"Gue see, the quieter the coffee shop brother lo."

Shaila let out a rough breath while rolling her eyes panted.

"So you want to see me just to say that?" Cynical Shaila. Diego's words sound like a prick.

"No really. I just want to get my mom's message. Next Tuesday, he's waiting at home to learn to dessert."

Good idea Diego. You wait, use your mother's excuse.

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"Why? not good for your cooking skills. If the food you make is delicious, surely many who like to continue to recommend to their friends. If it's just B, I'm not sure they want to come back here."

Shaila seemed to think. So this is a good offer. When else can you study at a professional chef, for free again. But what made him doubt, fearing not to be scolded by his brother. Besides, he's not that close to Diego. Doesn't matter if he comes to his house.

"Dih, even dumb." Diego Lips. "Where? Cafe brother lo deserted gini, if not make a breakthrough, can go out of business. And one more thing, I can help you promote if you want. Gini gini, I'm a you tuber as well as a selebgram."

Shaila frowned, unsure of what the guy was saying. He doesn't have an Instagram account, so he doesn't really know anyone. If you tube, often see, but most about cooking tutorials. Never once did he see Diego on your tube.

"Don't believe." He took his cell phone and showed me his IG account, which was over 1 million. In addition, the youtube canel also has many subscribers.

"Where, believe?"

"Isn't it still bothering my sister?" Septian asked who arrived nearby. Shaila was wrong. Diego, however, seemed ordinary.

"Not so bad, I'm a customer here. Remember, the buyer is king."

Septian grumbled to hear it. The reason sounds so cliche. Came as a buyer, but there's a shrimp behind the rempeyek.

"Eh Sep, by the way, cafe lo deserted very."

"It's none of your business." Septian Cynic. "Sha, get inside the Gih."

"Oan the heck Sep, my guy still wants to talk to your sister. Play tell me to come in."

"It's not important to talk to you." Septian Salak.

"It's important, let alone that it concerns the survival of cafe lo."

"Did you bring my cafe?"

"Gue could be a crowded place. For me, it's not something that's hard."

"Don't be so smart."

"It's not smart, but I can. I'm an economics kid, I know about the ginian business. You are a technical kid." Diego flicked his lips at Asep.

"Gue can viralin this cafe. And you must know what the impact if viral. Cafe lo will be invaded by customers. But, in addition, the coffee and dessert must be really delicious. Let them come back here and become customers. Free viral if sold b aja. Next time they won't come back. It will only try once it continues to disappear. I see the concept is very good, only the promotion is lacking. And promo via sosmed, most effective."

Septian confirmed Diego's speech. He often sees news ditv or internet about the cafe that viral. And of course, after viral, it will be very crowded. This may be the best way to increase sales.

"How much do you have to pay to make my cafe go viral in sosmed?"

Diego smiled. It seems like he managed to persuade Septian.

"Free, there's only one condition."

"What?"