Sam
Inner struggle

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Ever since Sam saw Nada with a guy with a bet on the same location as her, Sam became more reserved. Either to Ando et al, or with his two nephews.

The more days it becomes clear the distance between Nada and Sam that previously had been close. Each met in the corridor, in the school parking lot or even when Sam was gathering at Dika's house. There are no words spoken from either. There's no talk or anything like that. Just keep quiet, even though their eyes often meet. Like strangers who don't know each other.

Tone is with his world and so is Sam.

Via influence that supports the relationship of Nada and Arka makes Nada so often out of the house outside school time. Time and again his father and mother rebuked Nada and ended in a small storm.

"Sir, don't go out at night. Not well. So the neighbor's talk." Hardi scolds her daughter.

"Yes, they have a mouth, sir. If you are tired, stop by yourself." Tone sewot itself while wiping the motor after washing. He just often went out of the house to just eat together, wash his eyes in the mall or watch occasionally. It was always with Via and Via's girlfriend. What harm? So the thought of Nada.

Hardi himself was sitting on the terrace floor drinking tea. "It's not. They're so because they also have children, Nduk."

"Ih, Father. Yes tell them to tell their own son instead of the neighbor's son's country."

"They care, Nada.. "

"They like to hire people, sir. A day there is no material speech feels itchy for sure." Nada turned to look at the father, "Bapak should forbid ibuk, dong. Let's not follow the ghibah," he continued and then returned to the bike.

"Tone! Do not continue to oppose the Father. You were told it was even ngeyel," joked Marni who was already in the doorway. Of course if you've spoken, Nada will be silent.

The woman who gave birth to Nada 16 years ago was putting a thymus of purple yam next to her husband. He quickly sat on the terrace floor and watched his son who was busy with his motorbike.

Their conversation came to a halt as several motorbikes stopped just across the street. It appeared that four people in white-gray uniforms entered after opening the one and a half meter high gate.

Tone had a look at one of them. There was something stuck in the chest since Sam was no longer annoying and ignorant anymore. A feeling that is difficult to describe.

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"What's up?" asked Arka when Dika stopped him after coming from the toilet. Dika pushed Arka to a stop on the wall near the sink.

Dika did not answer. Behind Dika there was Sam who was silent with eyes staring sharply. Locking Arka's eyes as if she was after him.

"I want to talk to you. Be careful to take people's children away." Dika spoke with one hand on the wall. One more hand was in his pants pocket.

"What do you mean?" challenge Arka began to ignite emotions. Moreover, Dika's face looks serious .

Sam came forward and immediately held Arka's arm firmly. He retreated as if to make room for Sam.

"At least return him at a reasonable hour. And go after you make sure he meets his parents."

Arka raised both hands. He chuckled softly as he began to understand the intent of his two upperclassmen.

"Who are you here? Definitely not her boyfriend or relatives! Why interfere!" There was no trace of Arka confronting Sam.

"I was itching when I told him about his neighbor who often got angry with his parents." Sam glanced at Dika who was still staring intently at Arka.

"Ohh, neighbor. You care about the neighbors of the people. Like you the same as my girlfriend, huh!" Arka fights back by pushing Sam's shoulder. However, it didn't make Sam shift one bit.

When he saw Sam's hand clenching. Before the fist shot up against his underclassman's cheek, Dika held Sam's hand.

"Udah, Sam. That's enough" whispered Dika and took Sam away.

*

The tone bellowed in the other direction as he saw Sam sitting between two girlfriends. Even though it wasn't just Sam the person he knew was there. Dika and Royan are also there, just separate different benches.

The side of the school yard with red shoots trees as shade from the heat of the sun. Become a favorite place when the break arrives. In addition to the cafeteria, of course.

Currently the twelfth grade has entered the test practice exam. Every day they will be told about exams.

Sam himself was exchanging opinions with his friends from different classes. About the math problem that was peeled completely in class.

"I'll just have a drink, yeah! Don't poke you two" said the straight-haired student and in the ponytail.

"Yes yes. The old one went. The bell is fine." The student's answer named Mikayla's chest made her friend snort while poking her lips.

"Once in a while love the opportunity 'father," Mika replied as she glanced at Sam's face which was still struggling with pencils and books.

Whahuh? Sam study, gaesss.

"Sam, so how?"mika asked as her best friend left.

"Yes, we. Masa' we're just HTS like this. I want a clear relationship, Sam."

Sam closed his eyes. Why the hell, all the girls who approach really make a commitment. Can't do what they're doing.

No

Sam looks dreamy, until Mika pats Sam on the shoulder. "Sam, do you like to mess around. You make me comfortable. Then you stay behind."

Sam clucked softly hearing this. Mika was not the first to say so. Previous girls were hoping for a strong statement when they felt close.

Seeing Nada who often walks alone with her boyfriend makes Sam's dark side reappear. He spread the charm and make one by one girls approach him. He responded with a smile and followed what they wanted. If you are bored with one girl he will respond to the other girl. So the word commitment to dating always he avoids. He just likes to play around to vent his regret on someone. I don't know what's upset about.

Akmal said, Sam still hasn't moved on. So, when someone approaches, Sam will not be able to waste it.

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Although he looks indifferent to the exam in plain sight, in fact Sam is a student who of course feels how he feels when facing the exam problem.

At the Paklik house, Sam learns by being supervised by Kusno and Siti. Grandma was well and back at Pakde Wahid's house. Even so, Sam still continued living there. Because the distance from Kusno residence is closer than the school.

"Mas! Nitip Chitato's another promo, yeah."

"I'm nitip face mask, yeah, Mas."

The shouting of his two bangs at the end of the terrace made Sam lift his thumb up. Then he opened the fence and sped away.

Sam wants to go to the minimarket to buy some of his needs.

It was almost near the minimarket he saw a motorbike with the owner sitting on the sidewalk across the street there.

Sam narrowed his eyes again, and it was true that the veiled girl who was fixing his shoelaces was indeed Nada. With his motorbike parked on the side of the road.

Sam stopped to look around. No one is used to Nada. From the information he got from Dika, the person Sam was looking for was certainly named Arka. His younger brother who the other day he ever gave satire.

Immediately Sam turned the direction with the right sign to equal the speed in the direction of the Tone.

When Sam's motorbike stopped, Nada memicing the arrival of Sam. The pair of eyes had met each other. However, the lips remain tightly clenched.

Without asking, Sam sat down and took a look at his motorbike. If in view of the appearance, the motor Tone is clean and the wheels look okay without problems.

Sam looked at Nada. "What's your motor?"

Tone slightly tiptoed. But not so visible. "E, that I can't avoid that hole. Trus, the bike suddenly stopped that way." Nada explained as she stood up and pointed at the puddle not far from her.

Sam nodded and tried to turn on again. Try it many times and the result remains.

"Possibly the injection is problematic. Must be taken to the workshop."

Sam's explanation made Nada afraid. Cost is what Nada fears. Today he did not bring more money. Just enough to buy Pertamax in the pom

"What can't be brought to the nearest workshop?"

"Mending directly to the official workshop so that it can immediately appear damage."

A grimace, between fear and shame. "E, that I can ask for help, Mas."

"I'm going to the minimarket." Sam stood up while clapping his hands to make the dust disappear.

"You don't have a boyfriend, Dad. Good, his girlfriend is well. Masa'iya he came at a moment. When it's so hard he goes where he goes," Sam's lips began to step.

No matter the face of Nada who began to cloudy and prepared to drop rain from both eyes.

He looked annoyed when Sam started running his bike. No Tone imagine before. He thought Sam would come to his aid and give him a ride home. Like a year ago. But his hopes kands up when Sam completely disappears from sight.

"But really, he! How the hell, super cute creatures rich' him. Nyesel I like him. At least I used to be familiar. Time' is now like a stranger."

Tone spread his gaze. The streets are quite tense because it is not the hour to go home from work. School hours are not.

Supposedly, Nada came home at the school bell earlier. However, because of the loyal feeling of Nada's friend on Via, he accompanied Via shopping at the supermarket.

The phone in the bag is running out of battery. The more obvious the accident. Thankfully the sky is still clear. Although at the end there, a tinge of orange has begun to appear.

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