Sam
About him

“So... when do you plan to marry?” asked Wulan looked at Sam who was beside her.

Sam breathed his big breath. “Wait for him to melt first, Ma'am.”

This time Wulan breathed back as well. He looked at the empty space in front of him. The focus is more on the yellow lights on the pool wall. “Feelings first time High School, you're a lot of girlfriends, Sam. This is how the story you can not conquer one girl,” Cibir Wulan complete with a debilitating smile.

Sam glanced at Wulan at a glance then again threw a glance at the front of the pool. Bias lights in each corner of the hotel bounced quietly on the surface of the pool. "Who said, Ma'am. Those who say so, must not know me very well."

Yes, including Wulan.he was one of those people who didn't know Sam very well.

Sam smiled wryly, if he gave away all the friends he had. In this world, a tan who understood well himself was only one. Unfortunately, he is also the one who will be the rival. His toughest rival to reach the heart of Tone.

It's already night time. However, Sam is still stuck here because Wulan caught him talking seriously with Nada. From the tears on Nada's cheeks, Wulan concluded that there was a serious problem between her cousin and her roommate. As a result Wulan forced Sam to tell her the problem.

“Like my story just now, Ma'am. There was a misskom in the past. Between me and Tone." Sam paused the story by sipping on the black coffee that was still puffing smoke. The sign not long ago waiters ushered in his order.

“I like him, but my image is very bad in the eyes of him and also friends at that time. So when I want to talk frankly to him so do not have the guts. So yes ... until graduation I still dare not say.”

Wulan laughed until she closed her mouth. “Sam ... Sam, really sliced. Didn't think I, you can have a lot of ex but to shoot one girl just can't.” This time Wulan while slowly hitting Sam's arm many times. Make the arm owner.

“Trus.. trus!" chase Wulan is still curious with an enthusiastic face this time.

“Udahlah, Ma'am, do not discuss the past.”

"Intermezo was. You're this. I have to support it or it doesn't depend on your story. I slept with Nada one night. So let me not talk wrong later if we talk. For sure after this there will be a long chat with him.”

“Mbak don't talk weird, yeah!” Frightened, Sam tried to warn the wulan.

But Wulan just chuckled while shaking his head. “Koe cerito saiki what I dewe sek takon nang wonge!” You tell me yourself, did I ask the guy myself!

Makes Sam finally tell a short story between himself and Nada. Of course the story in the eternal gray-white period in his memory.

“So, Nada likes you too, so? And you only know each other after five years of not meeting?’’ guess Wulan exactly. Summing up the short story Sam told.

Sam nodded weakly. Justifying Wulan's conclusion.

"Geez Sam.” Wulan back in the head ring.

“But... how can Nada be so cry after you invite marriage? If touched, definitely not. Because it must be happy dong, people who like it turned out to like reply.ngajak marriage anyway,” Wulan search.

With great difficulty Sam swallowed his saliva, which stuck to Wulan's question.

“Then I can't tell, ma'am," said Sam, bowing his nails. Gestur Sam when he was in a huff.

"OK on, okay. Westalah, saiki I wes not curious maneh. Saiki yen rep back, yes back there wes. I'm going to the room,” Okay, deh, okay. Already, I am no longer curious. Now I want to go home, ya pour there, dah. I'm going to the room.

Sam was relieved to be able to escape from Wulan. At least for tonight. Tomorrow, he does not guarantee that his entire extended family will know about his intentions to make girls married people.

In fact, all that the wulan would plan to offend Nada about his proximity to his cousin was not well realized. Because, both Nada and Wulan became awkward. Moreover, after Wulan caught Nada with puffy eyes, the hand in Sam's grasp and the speech that came out of Sam's mouth as he exited the hotel room.

“Bu Wulan want to nitip something? I'm going to minimarket.” The tone offered Wulan, if only he needed something.

Wulan looked up from her folding screen. Seen thinking for a moment shakes his head. “Not really, Mom. Stock of wind oil as snacks is still safe because.”

Wulan's answer made Nada nod awkwardly. “I go out first yes, Mom. Not for long, though." Pamit Nada while inserting her wallet and hp into the toote bag then she sipped on her shoulder.

“Iya. Be careful, yes" concluded Wulan before Nada opened the door knob.

During Nada's away Wulan calls Sam who just finished tidying up Kusno's house the rest of the show yesterday.

“Hallo mbak's. Why?“ connect Sam after sliding the screen.

Wulan laughed as soon as Sam picked up his phone line in a panicked tone. “Not panic that time. Tennang... Your tone is nothing I am.”

“Ck, I really doubt your answer yes mbak.” Sam sat unsettled making Revi who passed nearby just frown.

Wulan laughed again. He was happy to be able to tease Sam who was in fact easy-looking difficult if asked to joke.

“That tone, was originally quiet huh? Maybe I haven't gotten that far."

Sam smiled estimating roughly what kind of face Nada gave, so Wulan could think of it as such.

"Sam! Hello?"

Wulan's voice snapped slightly across there.

"Yes, Mother. I'm horrified."

"Don't worry, fear." Sam is clearly blessed.

"Haiyiss. Relax I haven't done anything to Nada."

"But seriously, Ma'am? Nada just diem after knowing we're people who know each other, Mommy?"

"Yes, it's been a while since I got back from downstairs. Here he comes out."

"That night, you know. Where the hell is he?" sam muttered a little worriedly

"Ciee kawarrirr's. Ihiirrrr," wulan's tease.

Sam slapped his forehead many times. He had to join the gesrek as well if facing a person like Wulan.

"Pamit to minimarket her. Just bargained for what nitip to me. Yeah, had. That's it, Sam." Without Sam asking, Wulan explained.

"If yesterday, a lot of chatting but more to the content of the material, anyway. Not on personal terms."

Unknowingly, Sam rubbed his chest. Relieved. At the very least, Wulan could still refrain from going too far to ask anything else. Especially those who need privacy.

"Workshop is finished what time, tomorrow Ma'am?"

"Till night, I guess, Sam. Every day complete the material as well as its evaluation. Wh why? Want to see Nada again?"

Sam clucked. It was indeed difficult to hide his concern for Nada. Until he arrived, Wulan was able to grasp the meaning of the question. "Tomorrow I'm full, ma'am. Hand control, run out it see project. Evening is still hunted. I want to see him again. That's if he wants to."

"Nothing is bright" said Wulan.

The chat on the phone had to stop when Nada entered Wulan's room. Bring print out inside a clear folder holder.

The tone itself can only be pleasantries. It's a bit stiff. Especially after finding out, Wulan and Sam were two people who knew each other. Want to ask more but, seeing Wulan busy with a folding screen on his lap makes him stop his curiosity.

"Does this Wulan include the details of Sam's ex? Is there a special relationship?" batin Nada while watching Wulan's face. Although Nada was prepared behind a white blanket typical hotel where he stayed. His mind had guessed something a lot.

"For tomorrow's task to be done, ma'am?" tanya Wulan intended to cut the silence.

"Already, Mom. I went to the rental to print out. So glad to have done one task."

Then the conversation still flowed occasionally. Because even though Nada is already behind the blanket, the hand that still holds and scrolls the flat screen indicates the owner is still awake.

...***...

"good. Good progress. Tough already. The sling arm can be removed if it's comfortable."

"But please don't use it for lifting first, yeah! Even if needed, Sling arm therapy will be better if the longer in use."

The sedative word from the doctor who handled it made Sam bring his car this time. Steering the helm to a project in the Telukan area. Until there the condition of the workshop is almost fifty percent.

"This later, still need more iron to make the fence Mas. Yesterday, iron made the fence, use it for the back porch because." Said the man wearing the red party shirt.

"Excite, Sir. I have pesen. Just haven't been sent yet, sir."

"O, yes, then, my mother. I guess Mas forgot," the youngest-looking worker.

Sam was still sitting and enjoying the coffee and cake kingpin that he bought after his return from the control earlier. While telling stories of plans in the future that still require funds is not small.

"Alright, because it was late afternoon I say goodbye first, gentlemen," said Sam to six workers there.

For then, Sam actually steered the wheel to the hotel where Nada was. His message that had been sent since this morning did not get a reply from Nada made him riled.

Until the most ridiculous thing makes Sam ask Nada to Wulan.

[Bak, Nada is still the same as you, right?]

Sure enough, his cousin had now provided the most accurate information at this time. Complete with portraits and also Vidio Nada who is going through a discussion session with his group.

The appearance of the tone in the photo was indeed other than usual. When Sam observed it, the addition of glasses perched pretty at the base of his nose was the answer.

"Nadaaa, you can't be too sweet. Don't you know, the enthusiastic spies of the men around you are making me worry," murmured Sam while staring deep in the hotel lobby and then returned to the movement of Nada who occasionally looked serious and turned into a little laugh.

"I don't want you to laugh with someone else, Na. As for me, you seem to keep your beautiful side."

"Make it easy to touch his heart again, O God," Sam's mind as his eyes returned to look at the photo Wulan sent.

"Tell me how to make him laugh again. With me being the cause of his happiness."