Sam
Attarasiqh Baihaki's

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That afternoon Atar came to Sam's house. However, there is only Kusno there is pruning bonsai banyan plants to make it more shaped.

"Assalamualaikum, sir?" greet Atar as soon as he enters Sam's courtyard.

"Girishalam, Tar. Coming, entering!" Kusno sumringah saw Atar who approached and reached out and kissed her hand. He put a machete on the side of the pool and washed his hands.

"For a long time you weren't here. The school is also very close. Busy, huh?" ask Kusno.

Atar smiled and nodded. Though he knew, since entering High School, Sam was not like before. Their friendship was tenuous without him knowing the problem. The owner of Attarasiqh Baihaki's full name still tried to greet each other while at school, but Sam always behaved flatly.

"What time does Sam usually come home, sir?" ask Atar.

"Can't be guessed. Even if I send a message, surely the answer is not to wait, it is always like that. Sometimes, I even tell them to go home. He said he didn't want to be a hassle. That's not what I meant, though" Kusno explained.

The two switched to chatting about Atar activities, while walking casually towards the terrace. The terrace of the house is so cool because on the left side there are plants running from the roof neatly arranged, while on the wall there is natural stone. There is also water that always flows at all times, as a decoration. Adding a calm impression in the house.

Atar dizzy looking for Sam and Kusno immediately responded even before Atar asked.

"Sam hasn't come home yet." Kusno sighed, "the boy is getting harder to manage. The more he was told, the more he struggled," Kusno said.

Atar did not convey the meaning of his arrival. He intends to convey the OSIS to run for him. I was afraid Sam would misunderstand him.

The WhatsApp messages he sent today were not read at all. Just tick one.

Before long, Atar said goodbye and went home. While at the minimarket, Atar met with Bella. They don't talk seriously. Just making small talk about it.

At the end of their small talk, Bella mentions Sam, making Atar smile meaningfully at Bella.

"Curl. You still like Sam?" atar asked and Bella's response was a little surprised.

"The look, Tar?" ask Bella fret.

Atar nodded slightly smiling. "But Sam is insensitive, yes!"

"He knows, really. He was sensitive, so he tried to act ordinary. Impressed to stay away. So that I don't get too baper. But I, I've just stuck friendzone with him."

"Sam's afraid he'll play you, Bel. That's why" said Atar.

"Sam not that, yeah, Tar. They like salting and baper." Nada did not accept Atar to vilify Sam about it, but it was like that. He smiled wryly and lowered his head, "sadly, I might as well be like them" he continued.

"I'm like losing Sam. Quiet and not much behavior." Atar smiled masygul.

After finishing the conversation, Atar and Bella passed.

While the object of their conversation, in fact was fixing his motorbike in front of Dika's house.

Sam and his four friends have just returned from Curug Selo. A place at the foot of Mount Merapi, in the form of waterfalls and there are several parks.

On the way home, Sam felt his motorbike was not okay so he was forced to fix it himself to help his friends at Dika's house.

Sam pulled out the big cc motor to get a sound match. The noise would disturb around. One of them was like a girl in front of Dika's house. The girl was upset that her relatives who brought the baby from the village were annoyed by it. Until he walked quickly to the fence of Dika's house

"Woyy, Mom! Don't be on geber dong, there's a baby boy, tuh!"

Slightly snapping, Nada uttered her big protest.

Sam who was sitting crouched on his back to the lone protester turned his head because he felt familiar with the voice.

Sam was surprised because there was Nada who was debating with Dika in the end

"I know, Mas. Mbok temenya di sayain. Brisik his motorbike. If you want a workshop in a workshop, why in people's homes, anyway!" Tone was still overflowing with annoyance even though he only found out that person was Sam. There was a sense of surprise but already, how to.

Sam approached Dika and Nada. "Yes, sorry. After all, how, I want to take it to the workshop would need a lot of money. If we can actually do it ourselves quite ngirit," defended Sam with a grimace.

"I'm okay, Mom. But I happen to have my baby coming, bring the baby. Nagis continue, tuh!"

"Byeah, Da. That's my theme is done, too" defended Dika and then Nada left just like that made Sam so unwell.

"I'm not good with you. Because of the damp, right," said Sam while wiping his hands after washing.

"Some have neighbors, they're powerful. The name also coexists, yes a little disturbed yes ordinary, right, yes! Strange girl," Royan snorted while putting keys of various sizes into the box.

Dika chuckled and chirped "That tone is chatty, geez!"

"Btw, he's our underclassman, right?" tanya Akmal saw one of her friends, after remembering some time ago.

Sam nodded, then looked at Dika. "Kok you didn't say, Sister?"

"Yes, you're not!" When Sam's shoulder drops, "don't tell me you have a crush on him!" Dika smiled disdainfully making Sam nod his understanding. Kok new ngeh anyway, if the same neighbor's child Dika.

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Later that night, Nada ranted by herself. Pacing is unclear.

"Why the hell, I can't keep the image,"

"Where there is a sour face so, the more like to prosper later if you meet,"

Tone hit his forehead softly with his fist. "It could be, anyway, I salting in front of him, njiiirrr! Bego-bego-begooo bat, hell, me!"

The tone of sitting facing his study table. Putting both elbows on the table.

"But, but. How did I realize that Asem was Dika's friend, anyway."

Smiling tone and patting both cheeks.

If only Marni's call had not called Nada, she would have been constantly mumbling indistinctly. Apparently Nada had been waiting for his extended family to eat.

There are relatives from the village come to the family. Be the house of Tada which is usually quiet so crowded.

The usual dinner was special today. Many and occasionally chattering about Marni's delicious cuisine.

"Why can be called Lombok vegetables, yes, even though there are tempeh and vegetable rambak in it," joked Hardi and immediately in his brother-in-law.

"If you want to say vegetable lombok-tempe-crack, yes abbreviation, to, Mas," he joked Nada it.

While the mothers are more fun to talk about the menu for tomorrow morning and then continue to tell the distant brothers who long did not meet.

After eating, the family had a casual chat in the living room which happened to be one room with a family room.

The fathers are more comfortable separating themselves on the terrace. While the mothers continue to talk about their respective children.

When with such a family, it could be that Nada even recalled how the bars he hit the front neighbor of the house. The bonus, he met a figure that made him meet suddenly.

Until Kalis, his cousin also caught his strangeness. "Mbak Nada, what a smile of his own, anyway, I noticed from earlier." Kalis plays his two index fingers, "hayyoo, mbak Nada thinks of his girlfriend, yes," seduced Kalis.

"Heh, third grade esdeh kid who can talk about dating. I can't, I can't, yeah!" The poised tone of the slightly curly haired daughter with those big eyes. Tone still tickled him even though Kalis had thrashed for mercy.

"Na, let's go, pity!"

Marni's voice made Nada stop her ignorance and change to teach her cousin to learn to draw.

Our night crept, making the air colder. When his brothers were asleep in the middle room, Nada actually woke up from a sleeper rame-rame in front of the television. Intended to move into his room.

But I don't know why he couldn't fall asleep. Finally he walked to the kitchen to make coffee, of course his eyes became a model on.

He then opened his textbook. Before long his phone appeared a notification from an unknown number.

[Hi,]

[Not sleeping, huh?]

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