Sam
Wh why?

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This morning, the workshop had been crowded since it opened. Pipin, Agus and four other workers were already busy with their respective jobs.

Waiting chairs for service customers are left behind six empty benches only.

"Mas, for spare parts this type of gear has not come." Pipin brought a piece of gear for Sam to detail seeing the type and type. "The only one left, this, Mas. It's also in the message."

"Have you called again, Pin?" sam asked while researching the item in hand.

"Say, things are still empty, ma'am."

"Alright, I'm looking to temen, first. Afraid of disappointed customers." Sam stood up from his seat and went out of the workshop making Agus ask Pipin.

The explanation from Pipin made Agus relieved. It's not good to have to keep customers waiting for a long time.

"Sir Sam's, sat-set, well, Bang. Move yourself without a storm. In fact, he could have told us-we," said the worker who was carrying a tire from the inside saw Sam who drove his own car out of the workshop location.

"It's got a young boss like this, Dim."

"Think about it, yeah, Bang."

"It's not a matter of responsiveness, but he's still focused on his work. If Pak Wahid is already married, so much different, it is."

"May Sam not rush into marriage."

"Why, loh! Who knows who."

"Yes, let the good work continue gini." A man named Dimas reveals the reason. "When the day of the story. He really did, Bang?" continue Dimas while looking for bolts.

"Truly speaking, you?"

"Yes time, Bang. People already have such an established business, single."

"Doain tuh, that's fine."

"I'm not an ugly doain, Bang!"

"Iish, do it, work!" Shouted Agus as he began to turn on the diesel engine making them refocus on their respective work.

No less than fifteen minutes, Sam has come to bring what the customer asks.

"So it's not good, Mom. You could have told me or someone else to take this." Agus who needed spare parts was directly closer to Sam.

"What's wrong, all for breakfast, all right." Sam pointed to the white crackle on the display, "if there is an empty one can replace breakfast," continued Sam gave instructions to make Agus sparkle and say thank you and then returned to work.

In the afternoon, Revi comes to invite Sam to accompany him to the convenience store. The 160cm-tall teenager said he wanted to buy a study table.

Without much ba-bi-bu Sam agreed. Remember when the parents of twins were so concerned about him more than their own children. So, as much as possible Sam is always there when needed.

"Reva there's another OSIS activity?" ask Sam between choosing furniture that you want Revi.

"No idea, Mom. There's no wa to me" Revi replied and pointed to a cupboard. "This is what you think, Mommy."

"The funding, deh. More elegant to see," broke up Sam who still patiently accompanied Revi around.

"Yes, too" replied Revi unkindly.

Sam himself has memorized the habits of his nephew, maybe even all women are like that. They will go around first before finally deciding to take the first option.

After paying, Revi invites Sam to stop by the food court outlet to eat. Eating while telling a story, certainly not far from activities at school. Sam chose to be a good listener.

After eating, Sam already paid to make Revi not tasty. He is the one who is troublesome.

"Keep it, the money. Don't waste too much. Parents looking for money."

"Revi's not good, Mom."

"Why?"

"Remove, Revi's a hassle."

"We're brothers, if I could I would help."

After that, Revi said he would meet his friends who happened to be in the same department store. Inevitably, Sam chose to stay on the bench even though the food was clean.

Waiting so it does not feel bored because there is a phone as a friend that fits at a time like this. Suddenly, his eyes looked at the silhouette of the person who had been bothering him so much since a few days or even a few years ago.

There is a street tone alone carrying quite a lot of groceries. Seen from both hands full carrying a large tote.

Sam circulates his gaze to make sure that there is another friend named Nada, but he does not find.

Feeling this was the right time, Sam walked quickly to arrive at Nada.

Sam dared to touch Nada's shoulder slowly. "Excuse me, may I bring you!"

Sam is like facing the student teacher when getting Nada attention. The chest is pounding and it is certain that the ambient temperature becomes more heated. The woman in the square-patterned hijab looked surprised. To the extent that the goods in the fist almost fell if Sam was not nimble to catch it.

"Be careful. Let me bring it!" This time Sam immediately took over the crackle in the other hand making Nada can not think well.

"Come, I'll take you!" Sam tried to smile even though it was very stiff, let alone see the eyes of Nada still hold a shock.

"Mas," call Nada makes Sam's stomach feel rustled.

"I can do it myself" said Nada Ketus trying to grab his groceries making their hands touch.

Sam was so misbehaved when Nada was still staring intently. "Let's take you home!"

"No need, Mom. I can do it myself." Nada had already managed to snatch one of his groceries.

"Tone, can we talk?" sam pleaded. "Why can you be this rowdy as I am, when you know we used to be close."

The tone was staring intently at Sam who was turning softly. His chest up and down held back the emotion that was enveloping him. He was still in his right mind not to shout where he stood.

Sam held the sleeve of Tone which was still blocked by the jeans jacket. Forced, Sam walks with Nada to sit in the waiting chair . Luckily there is no resistance that makes visitors observe both.

"So, what are you going to say?" tanya Nada after some time just fell silent.

"Tone, I want to take responsibility."

The sentence was able to make Nada look fully at Sam, even to the point of twisting his neck.

Instantly, Nada became recalling that time. A time when he was alone. The sky was even as boundless as a glance. There are no stars or moons. There is a world like a dark night. There was no change of time.Takan his tears flowed without excuse.

It made Sam look down in not daring to return that gaze.

"Why did you just now say that, Mas," said Nada holding back furiously until Sam turned his head to the side.

The waiting chair was quiet there were only the two of them. From the third floor of the department store, they sat down. The noise of vehicles from the highway down there did not disturb the sensitive conversation in the slightest.

"Why, Mom?" reset the Tone with a vibrating sound.

"Tone, I'm sorry." Sam was now staring fully at Nada who was looking at him full of anger. "Therefore, let me redeem it."

***

Arriving at the Paklik house, Sam was helped by Kusno to lower the Revi study table.

It's night, even Sam hasn't prayed magrib. Revi had entered even earlier grumbling for looking around for Sam at the convenience store.

"Sholat and eat here first, Sam!"

Kusno's voice made Sam. Clean enough and immediately pray in a special room for prayer.

Bulik Siti was already busy arranging the side dishes on the table. "Eat first, ayok," cried Bulik Siti commanding the entire house.

Kusno came from the terrace and Revi came from the room with a towel still wrapped around his head.

"Nights, shampooing, Rev!"

"It's so hot, Bun. Also, because, Mas Sam said at the convenience store. Uh, don't know dating in the waiting chair."

Sam just shook his head slowly glancing at his cousin, while Kusno and Siti were enthusiastic.

"Do you have a boyfriend, Sam?" ask Siti with sparkling eyes.

"Well, I think even Pakde Rusno, who is even a ghost, Bun." Rusno teased Sam who had no idea where his mind was going.

"No, really, sir! Our family will have another gawe," said Siti while pouring vegetables on her husband's plate.

Sam just smiled wryly. He took the rice and his friends to the plate. Not willing to respond to the temptations of the Paklik and Buliknya.

"That's pretty, you know, Bun. His girlfriend is Sam." Revi's voice again mingled with the sound of the twang of the spoon with the plate.

"Isn't he?" ask Siti who started scooping up hence.

"Ho'oh's. She's like Revi."

"Have it done, eat first. Talk later." Kusno disconnects Revi's voice.

After the meal and Siti cleaned the table. Sam only realized when Reva wasn't at dinner.

"This is Reva not home yet, Paklik?"sam asked after sitting in the living room. There is an L-shaped sofa without a table in front of it, as well as a fur carpet that is commonly used to lie down while watching TV.

"That kid, ever since he joined OSIS. It's never on time."

There was also a motorbike in front. Before long, Reva ran into the house. Just passing in the family room without answering the call of Kusno or Sam.

Sam wanted to chase but was arrested by Kusno.

"She's crying, paklik," said Sam quickly held back his curiosity.

"Let your nosehatin bulik. Reva is hard, have warned to stop at OSIS, he does not want to." Why else would the boy. Kusno's mind is not entirely as calm as his speech.

Soon the voice of Siti who knocked on the door of the room, made Sam a little relieved and then sat back down.

Kusno returned to talk about Reva for several days and came home before evening and almost Kusno said, Reva is more open with his mother, making Sam nod because there are more entitled to advise his son.

Didn't hear Siti knock on the door. It can be concluded, Bulik Siti has managed to get into her son's room.

"Bapakkkk!!!" Siti's shout made Sam and Kusno spontaneously run towards Siti's cry.

tbc