Sam
Kang Package

Finally that night Sam canceled an appointment with Akmal and Royan. He said there was a sudden job he had to finish in the workshop.

In fact, when Royan wanted to offer to accompany him, Sam said calmly that he really wanted to finish quickly, so that he could catch up with him immediately.

No, that's just Sam's excuse. He wanted to trace how the movement of the quadrilateral veiled girl to lose her wallet.

Many times sam repeated the cctv recording for more detail. Occasionally he has to change the zoom mode to make it clear. Increasingly observed, Sam believes the hijab girl is the person who realized he stepped on foot in Java is the goal.

You are my goal this time. I won't let you go with that wound again. I will make this presence of mine a reliever of all your pain and regret.

Sam was getting excited to really close his eyes. The slightest movement he would observe.

Until forty minutes later, his mistake was answered already. The wallet was apparently put down by one of his workers who had gone home first.

Through the movement of the worker it is clear that the goods are placed in the storefront. Sam can see that he's talking to a female worker who works as a cashier.

Quickly, Sam contacted his contact and asked about the wallet. He then lowered his shoulders relieved to hear the speech of his employee.

With the phone still stuck to his ear, Sam searched for the item in question.

Be met.

Sam disconnected the phone and held the maroon-colored wallet with a rumbling chest. Especially when opening the contents and finding the identity of the owner.

Nada Gantari's. Is the owner of that rectangular thing.

Sam looked at the old identity had changed address from the old one. You can see the year of identity creation.

‘You went to this village apparently? Until I don't know. Stupidly I did not think there and chose to go. I'm sorry Tone,’

From the identity card, Sam switched on the student card at one of the city's campuses.

Sam laughed softly and then hit his forehead slowly. Stupid me, to forget the campus of your dreams first. Worse, Nada is now a level sister with her two best friends. And it makes no more sense, because they don't recognize it.

Sam was like an officer who served someone's valuables. Let him be said presumptuous. But really, he just wanted to make sure of something.

***

Sam's not coming home. And that night he didn't see Royan and Akmal. That night he spent looking at the beautiful face that was in the frame of the student card there.

Until this morning, Sam woke up still hugging the maroon-colored wallet. He slept curled up on the couch all night.

Pain in the body he no longer ignored. Today he will also go to the house of Nada according to the address in the resident's sign card.

Shower as fast as lightning and change clothes. Sam waited for his breakfast order to arrive, which he had ordered through the app.

Reply with Reva and ask him to deliver his motor matic. Although the car used by Kusno paklik was his papa car, he was reluctant to borrow it. More comfortable using your own property. Pakde Wahid's car is still in place. However, he realized this car will be used later considering today is Sunday. Will definitely be more in need to take care of wedding knickknacks cousin who just count the days.

It didn't take long. Two twin brothers, Reva and Revi came on their bikes after Sam had finished his breakfast.

"Sorry, Neng,"’ Sam's tease on his two nephews.

"It's not free, Mom. Love you first, make us snack in cfd.’''

"This is a nodong what robbed?” sam jokes on his two cousins who were also responded to jokes by Reva and Revi.

Sam gave Reva one piece of money. “Nih, don't come home late. Help Pakde with Bude there!"

“Mas itself tumben already neat. Went where? Don't tell me you want a date, yeah!" Revi taunts Sam who is already smiling cynically.

“You forgot, Rev. Sam, it's jones now." Reva's crisp laughter filled the workshop that closed on that Sunday.

"Sniffled trooss! Look out, I'll tell your father not to be allowed to date." Sam threatened both of them, just a joke.

The show was insinuating and the joke was still going on until five minutes later they left the workshop and the two brothers did not get an answer to where Sam was going.

Sam came to a village. According to the map he had searched on google maps last night, he had found the location of the district listed. After that it was almost stray to the border of Jogja. Many people ask him until he. Sam still did not find the destination address.

Arrive in front of a simple house with a spacious yard, according to typical rural circumstances. There is a fence made of cement along the yard that actually serves as a guardrail between the road and the yard only without a gate. Although the paint has faded but does not reduce the beauty of the house. The yard is shady because there are some mango trees on the edge of the yard, making a comfortable impression to be in this village.

When looking around Sam so know, apparently part of the neighboring house is also so. The gate without the door, there is a gate on the right and left side with an entrance two meters wide as the entrance to the yard.

Comfortable home, muttered Sam. He nodded when there were citizens passing by as manners.

“You between packages huh, Mas? Find whose address?’ ask the middle-aged man to Sam. In fact, the man was willing to stop and turn off the engine.

Sam nodded stiffly. Is'nt good idea. A good idea, even Sam was confused about what to visit. He had to thank the man for accidentally getting into Nada's house.

It's okay this guy thinks I'm a package.

“You're looking for an address in the name of Nada Gantari, sir." Sam finally followed the middle-aged man's line of thought. Not entirely wrong, is it? Indeed Sam's arrival there to deliver Nada's wallet.

“Oh, address Buna.'’ The man nodded, “just right, Mas. That's his house." The man pointed at the tone that Sam already knew. And more sure no more wrong address because it has been strengthened by neighbor Nada.

Butbut wait. Why has the name changed? Was he wrong address?

“Sorry sir. Did you call the house Buna? Are Buna and Nada Gantari these two different people?” sam asked reassuringly again, afraid of being wrong.

The father was smiling. “That's because one school child often refers to Mbak Nada as Buna, Bu Nada," explained the man.

“Bu Tone?'’ sam's birthday is starting to thump. Nada is married without me knowing. But in his identity card, it was still single. Not likely. Sam tried to shake his bad thoughts.

“So Bu Nada the SD teacher at the end there Mas. Therefore, his children or disciples called him Buna."

Sam nodded in relief while understanding the words of the father earlier. Do not forget the thin smile continues to accompany it.

You really have lived well, Nada. You have even proven to the world that what we aspire to be achieved, comes with a strong determination.

"Yes already, Mas, please. I even talked here. Later disrupt the work mas not kelar-degree, I first mas." Pamit the father while continuing his journey.

Now Sam's heart beats many times over. He wanted to say hello, but his tongue was so faint. Seeing the main door open wide made Sam exhale rough. Trying to unravel the tension. Moreover, Sam faintly heard the voice he longed for was speaking modestly from within.

Just as the mouth was about to say a greeting, a girl with a black pasmina bandaged her head out while guiding her motorcycle.

“Who to find, Mas?" tanya Nada to Sam who is still wearing a helmet.

Indeed, this basic, black jacket and backpack makes Sam really like a package kang.

Nada is still researching guests in front of him, d see from his appearance like a package kang who usually delivers packages. But he felt he was ordering nothing.

Sam was wrong and inevitably, ready not to be ready, indeed he had to open his head cover.

Can Sam see Nada until back a few steps. Sam guessed Nada was surprised.

“A-pa news, Nada?”

Mas Sam's

Not to answer, Nada was still glued. Is this a dream. That's what Nada had in mind. He even wanted to blink but was instead afraid that when he opened his eyes, the figure would vanish. The tone that had a familiar name in the eyes of his protege Buna was now only able to cover his slightly gaping mouth with both hands.

At the same time, a biker arrived at Nada's yard to make Nada's attention and Sam, who had not yet finished his surprise, now looked in the direction of who had come.

Sam recognized who the other guests were slowly stepping onto the terrace. Where Nada and Sam stood.

Atar

Sam

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...up night, nih, may be pleased 🙏...