
Zeo is shocked to see Bara visiting the restaurant where she works. A few days working here, not even once Bara ever came.
“Ba-father why is it here?” zeo asked surprised.
“Yes, eat. I don't really need money until I have to work part-time after work,” Bara said.
“Why the hell, Mr nyindir I mulu!” Zeo became upset.
“When have I ever quipped you? I told you, I was blunt.”
“Aduh!” zeo screamed because someone hit his head slowly from behind. That person is Sari, the old woman who owns this restaurant.
“He's a regular here. So be good with him,” scolds Sari.
Zeo glanced in annoyance, while Bara laughed softly.
“He's my student, Mom. I know he's a little fussy. But please take good care of him, yes.” Bara defends Zeo.
Zeo's getting sharper. If others saw the white light around Bara, Zeo found only darkness and two red horns. You angel-faced demon, Inner Zeo.
“Good. I will take good care of it.” Sari agreed to Bara easily. Then his hand pulled Zeo's ear so it turned around and screeched. “Originally he works well,” added Sari.
“Aaah!” Zeo screamed in pain.
Arriving in the kitchen, Sari released her hand.
“Quick-forward your work!” titah Sari's.
“Sick to know, Mom! This can be called violence on workers, you know,” protest Zeo while rubbing his ears. Actually Sari did not pull her ears hard. Zeo is just exaggerating.
“Neither papa. Reportin. But do not expect you can get a salary this month,” threatened Sari before leaving.
Zeo nodded in annoyance. Everyone cornered him, but Zeo could never escape.
Zeo is back at work. He returned to deliver visitor orders. Different from the usual vigorous ones, Zeo's attention continued to be on Bara. The man had been sitting in his place for a long time. When will the man go?
Finally the man woke up. He's getting ready to leave. Not a while after that, but after Zeo's working hours were over.
“Let's take you home,” bargain Bara.
“No, ah, Sir. I can go home by myself,” refuse Zeo to sell expensive.
Bara clucking. Instantly he pulled out Zeo's hand and took her to the parking lot.
“Mobil Mr kok does not exist?” ask Zeo.
“Say you don't want?” own Bara.
“I don't want to. Kan Father himself who pulled my hand.” After giving up, Zeo is still selling expensive.
“Alright. It's up to you to call it what.” Bara caved. Then he laughed. Zeo's annoying nature is sweet to him. Suddenly Bara ruffled Zeo's hair.
“Pak!” exclaim Zeo.
Instead of stopping, Bara turned to pull both cheeks Zeo.
“Pak ...,” Zeo whining.
Finally, Bara let go of her hand with laughter. “Are you always sweet like that before?” tanya Bara teases.
Zeo was not happy at all. He even glanced in annoyance as he rubbed his two painful cheeks. “For the first time I heard the sweet word as thick as this tastes,” grumbled Zeo.
After stopping the laughter, Bara put the helmet on Zeo's head suddenly.
“What is this, Sir?” ask Zeo. He felt the helmet was astonished.
“According to lo...” Bara said that with a strange face.
Zeo finally laughed. That face looks really ugly. The two men laughed together. After the laughter subsided, they rode on the motorbike, then together down the road and split the wind. Fill the night with unfeelable romance.
“What is the Father of the rich?” ask Zeo curiously. Actually he wanted to ask that question since he saw the bike earlier.
“Why do you think so?”
“Take already have a car, still have a motor as good as this. They are expensive, and they are expensive too. If other teachers have a motor already grateful.”
“I'm previous director. Then make yourself a teacher.”
“Hahahaha ..” Zeo laughed out loud. “Do you think I'll believe? From director to teacher? Pret ....”
Bara did not argue. He just smiled. He himself did not expect it to end like this.
Moments later, between Bara, Zeo, and the road was filled with silence. There was no sound but the wind chasing after them. The cold began to dare to grip them both. Zeo cold. Therefore, without thinking, his hand courageously entered Bara's armpit and hugged her. Slowly his head leaned over Bara's back. He closed his eyes too. Feel the wind with your ears.
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