Sam
Sunmorning

The sound of the guitar string being Sam's only friend tonight. Sunday night should be a good day, but not tonight.

Last afternoon at school, Sam and the members of the OSIS completed the race event with the awarding of the prize as the peak.

There was one thing that bothered him after he handed the trophy to Nada as the runner-up of PI basketball. Tone refused to look at him. However, as soon as his chivalry he nodded his thanks to her. Until when he got off the stage and mingled with other friends, Nada smiled at Atar who approached him.

Since then his mood has become erratic. Invite Ando to fix the bike where he ignored. In fact, Sam is the most relevant person if it's about the bike.

"Huge fog," murmured Sam as he scrolled his flat screen. He immediately sought Nada's contact. A few times he typed in a message, a few times he deleted it.

"Ck. Why should Atar! The others, can. I'm not gonna mess around like this."

Sam is back playing his guitar. Many times he failed and his voice became discordant.

Haarghh. He complained and drank a bottle of mineral water. When he glanced at his phone, pop up in his messaging app has been boisterous since.

The brandal's discussed what a real rame is. Sam is still trying to sing with his hands strumming the guitar. The song from blackout is the mainstay. Even if listened carefully, Sam's voice is quite sweet and not so vals.

Many times Ando contacts called. Sam had no intention of lifting it.

Just pop up a photo where there are many teenagers his age are sitting on the porch of the house Dika make his attention on to open it.

Sam frowned when his friends were there. The other teenager was not well known. Just a few and it was Dika's neighbor.

One voice message from Dika he played.

"Children want to join sunmori with my complex teenager. You are the only one who does not respond! Tomorrow at 6 we start. I just gave you some info, huh. Not ngajak you. You're afraid you'll sulk if I don't say."

Sam's wide-eyed. He saw a round wall clock in the living room. It's 22:00 WIB.

"Njirr! Why not just now, anyway!"

*

Sam came when several motorcycles were in front of Dika's house. There are nine motorcycles there. Is surrounded by white matic motor.

"This is it, right. Expert motor engine! Where last night? Tumben didn't gather at Dika's place?" greet a teenager, a neighbor Dika whom Sam knows.

"Finally siuman is also you," said Dika with his style.

Sam smiled as he turned off the engine. He took off his full face helmet and combed his hair with his fingers." At home, no longer feeling well."

"Pads," Royan said as he lay face to face.

"Well, trus." The teenager scanned Sam's appearance. There were sports shoes with torn jeans on his knees. The white t-shirt that was seen behind the black sweater was also a Sling bag being stretched in front of Sam's body. This appearance, can be said to follow the sunmori, right?

"What's so good about this, huh?"

"Udah. That's why you can join, right?" ask while looking for someone.

The one in search turned out to have just emerged from behind the fence of his house. Black pasmina with an old ash sweater and foot-wrapped denim culottes. Running with the key T in hand and then handed to the teenager who was busy on the bike.

After Sam joined the crowd, there was a motorcycle that was in trouble.

"Try me, Sam's checking!"

Dika's slightly hairy friend gondrong patted Sam's arm. Sam checked the bike and tried it a few times.

"Must be brought to this workshop. If there is no tool here," explained Sam scanned some teenagers. Answer what he knows.

"Yyyah, can't go with dong, Nad," complained Via and Nada just shook her head and bit her lower lip.

"What about the other tube?"

"Yes, tuh. It's a pity if you don't come."

"Via with Ando, how? Trus Nada is with Sam. Coincidentally, the motor spec long ride right," proposed Dika at once asking for approval.

Nada and Via elbow each other. Middle of opinion.

In Sam's heart cheered. Moreover, his eyes had met with the eyes of Nada. The blushing tone of Nada's face was so comforting to Sam this time around.

Finally, in accordance with Dika's proposal, Nada joined Sam and Via with Ando.

Usually a small storm becomes the beginning of a conversation between Sam and Nada. But not this time. Tone is in a dilemma since approaching Sam's bike

Tone was busy controlling his heartbeat while Sam looked relieved and published a lot of smiles. Luckily, his smile was behind a full face helmet. Otherwise, it would definitely make Nada uncomfortable.

"Father, Nada pamit, yes," shouted Nada waving at the figure called father.

"Be careful, yes, Nduk!" Hardi walked over and stopped at the fence of his house.

Sam opened his helmet visor and nodded to maintain courtesy in the older crowd. Moreover, the old man was a person he had known before. It's just that Hardi didn't recognize him for being covered in a helmet.

The motorbike started to run. Sam and Nada were at the very back of the group.

For a few meters the motors drove just silent to each other. Sam used a red light to open the sound.

"No, you know where this is going?" sam asked, looking back.

Tone distanced his body as Sam turned his head. "As per last night's plan, we're going to Tawangmangu, Mas. Don't you know?"

My eyes with lash lashes that became the focus of Sam's eyes. "No. I slept last night. And just know the info just woke up in the middle of the night," said Sam gave an excuse. This morning, he had a message with Ando.

"Oh, so unplanned, huh?' tanya Tone slightly shouted adjusting the noise of the motor in the red light.

"Emmm. Can say impromptu. You are, you are not me," seduced Sam.

Tone patted Sam's arm." Ijo, Mas!"

Luckily Sam's temptation was cut short with the next long trip. It takes about two hours to get to Tawangmangu.

What do friends say later when I know I'm the same guy's girlfriend. But this is outside the plan. Hopefully Via and Mas Sam's friends can defend me if Dita is angry with me.

I really want Nada to ask about Dita. However, Sam's friends who often appear suddenly walk beside Sam making Nada have not gotten the chance.

Tone is only a good listener when the discussion discussed is outside his circle. The point guy discussion.

"Your machine is safe not later to make nanjak?"

"Safe, lah. Last night was on the same stel as Dika."

"Bring the tools off guard, Yan!"

"Safe."

Now Sam changed the pace of Dika with Akmal at the back. "Motor, okay!"

Dika and Akmal simultaneously raised the thumb of the okay sign on Sam.

That's when Nada gets the temptation from Dika to hold on properly to Sam.

"Relieve it! Afraid that someone might get angry," Nada replied as she glanced at her hand that had been holding on to her own knee ever since. Accidentally backpack he put in front of his body. He had anticipated if Sam would brake suddenly like in the movies. Whaties??? Don't let the playboy ketos get a chance.

"Review if not hold. Danger," said Akmal then Dika again increase speed.

Tone itself is confused between fear and reluctance. Several times the reflex tone held Sam's shoulder when it found the road bumpy. If so, Sam closed his visor as he could not hold his lips to grin. Could have hit his shoulder on Nada. I guess he did it intentionally.

Increasing to the east, the cool mountain air began to feel. Lucky Sam uses a t-shirt and still added thick sweater.

Every now and then Sam looked at his rearview mirror monitoring the other friend who was behind. Also monitor their own passengers.

The soul of the leader and the leader is still carried away at every opportunity. That's one of the positive effects of Sam joining the organization.

"Mas. Mbak Dita, angry not later if I screw you," asked Nada when she found the road uphill. The motor becomes slow.

From behind his helmet Sam smiled mischievously. "Maybe yes, maybe not,"

Tone hit his right shoulder. "Didnit! In this serious question,"

Instead of being in pain, Sam laughed. "We're not here, so yeah. Have fun ajalah, don't think of anything else."

"Well, I'm not good, Mom. Did I replace the nebeng Dika aja," suggested Nada and make the look of Sam's face so restless. This heart intention tempts Nada even become serious.

"No need. Your parents knew you were going with me, in my bell. So until you go home later you're the same I keep."

Tone gives up and keeps fretting to himself. Although the cool mountain air Lawu began to be felt.

Arriving at the area that is used for rest area, Sam also pulled over his motorbike like the others.

There is a large inscription of aluminum, 1800 MDPL Cemara cage. There are many motorists or who use the car for a short break. After experiencing a little congestion when the road uphill earlier.

Sam and the others just in case the machine does not boil because the road is forced uphill for more than 5 km.

"How many times have you been here?" sam asked as Nada took some pictures like the others.

"I." Tone pointed at his chest, "recently, recently" he continued.

Sam pulled out the phone. He shot some objects and made a story'. Don't forget he made some contacts into a privacy mode.

Sam got isotonic from Akmal.

"Thanks, Mr. Ustadz," said Sam, laughing at Akmal's cynical glare as 6 passed by.

"Na, don't you have a drink?" tanya Sam approached Nada and Via who were having a brief conversation.

"Take it, bring it. You want?" ask Nada. At that time he only realized that Sam meant to offer drinks.

"Selfi, yuk!" Via's voice makes Nada growled and pinch Via's stomach until nurturing.

"Kdrt, here!"

"You've done a great job" defended Nada.

"What the hell, Na! People are just nawarin. Rarely can we selfie the same ketos we "

Sam only smiled faintly hearing the debate of the two girls in front of him.

"Well that's right said, Via. Rarely can footbar with the artist Smaba." Sam flicked his finger in front of Nada's face.

Tone just rolled his eyeballs. " Narcissist!"

"Bonchin kdrt, since from Solo earlier how many times have Nada hit me on the shoulder as well," shoot Sam on Via.

After that Via actually made a threesome selfie with Nada and Sam.

"Na. Are you really here for the first time?" sam asked Nada who had just sipped her drink, as Via slightly moved away to take another spot of selfie.

"Take a. Does it look like I made a boong?"

Sam shook his head then to take a squatting position to drink his isotonic.

Uh, time anyway. A Sam loh, that, knows adab too. Inner tone.

"Father can't allow me to crawl all the way here, Mas. But because it's gone together and this is the new youth show Ijin love."

Sam nodded back to respond. It must be very happy to get the attention of parents like Nada. Not like him. Again Sam smiled wryly realizing his fate.

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