Sam
Surprise

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"Dreamy, Mas," reprimanded Agus to Sam, when passing from the table Pipin asked for canvas.

Making Sam hurriedly position his seat and cleared his throat. "Ah, who's daydreaming?" argue Sam quickly.

Agus doesn't care anymore. However, it just returned a smile knot. Because not once twice, he found Sam was smiling knots by looking at the flat screen in his hand.

"Your boss is in love again, Dim," Agus said as he laid the tires carefully.

Dimas who was called, spontaneously turned to look at Sam sitting. Dimas could only laugh without a sound. "I wes reti sopo pacare Mas Sam."

"So curious of me" said Agus while wiping his hands dirty with oil.

While the object of conversation is smiling himself, when he is watching his phone.

Sam smiled at the knot when his old account was rediscovered. He rediscovered some old photos during sunmori a few years ago stored in Google Drive.

One of them is his photos with Dika, Ando, Royan, Akmal.

Where are they now? There was no news for a long time.

Even photos with Nada and Via are still found. Make it sparkle like finding a diamond.

"The video is still, no, yes," murmured Sam with a finger that kept scrolling the screen. He subconsciously ignored the call from Pipin at the front desk.

"Mas!"

A loud call from Pipin made Sam stop his activities. "What, anyway, Pin!"

"No, someone's dancing!" From his seat, Pipin raised his chin pointing towards the customer waiting room.

"Who?" sam asked as he got up from his seat and followed Pipin.

"Tone?" when Sam's eyes found Nada. Sitting among six customers in the waiting room.

"Well, here, Ma'am. Please!" Pipin brightened up the little smiling Tone while nodding politely.

While Sam was still quietly stunned by the arrival of Nada who was without his knowledge. It's only fitting that when engrossed in exchanging chat an hour ago, Nada had not replied to him. Apparently, Nada was on the way. Until he reached his workshop.

Sam took Nada inside. When passing Pipin who nodded faintly with a surprised look because Sam invited Nada to go inside. More precisely to Sam's desk.

"Why go inside, anyway, Mas. Outside right, you can," a whiff of a whiffy tone. Because it felt bad, when Pipin and the service people saw it with surprise.

"Not good with your friends. Not until later if your boss is angry!" Tone starts to worry.

"Sssst, relax. I've got the same permission I have" I'm Sam. However, it was obvious that Nada did not believe him.

"Ahead, aja, Mas." Nada still refused to step inside. Sam embraces his shoulder and invites him to his desk.

"Sit, first. Don't keep ranting. The fast was off again, "so Sam made Nada according to sit on the plastic chair next to Sam.

"Ish, man,"

"Why are you suddenly here. It's a surprise, tau'!" Sam was obviously happy at the arrival of Nada. He positioned his seat a little distance away by staring at the Tone of stickiness.

"Isa. He said he wanted this!" Tone put a fuchia-colored tote on Sam's desk, "so, no?"

Tone still put on an uncomfortable face while circulating his gaze in all directions.

While Sam so frowned and opened the closing hook that had just been placed by Nada.

"Yes, geez, Na. Very thanks. Until the defense gets here." Sam finds four transparent jars containing various kukers inside. Really Sam thanked Nada, because his joke was granted without him begging.

Since Sam's arrival at Nada's house a few weeks ago. They deserve to be said to be normal if called good friends. More precisely a real life friend.

"Yes he said you were withering because look at the same nastar sago cheese post. So yes, I really bring it."

"Not paying, right," joked Sam made Nada glare in annoyance.

"Have, yes pay, yes. Offhanded!"

"Handering doang. Kirain right, in love for free for prospective husbands," said Sam with a careless smile.

It was like seeing Sam in the past. Inner Nada involuntarily made her stunned to see Sam's extremely rare smile.

"Broth, ge-er. I don't defend coming here either. I stopped by on purpose because I wanted to find a kuker jar in Solo. In my area the stock is already zonk because." Tone gave an excuse after restoring his sanity.

"It takes a lot, huh?"

"Not really. Around, sixties jars."

Tone incarnates into a seasonal online seller like any other. Coincidentally the momentum of fasting before Eid, the kuker (dry cake) business looks promising. So, here's the bustle this time.

"Dihh, she wants," said Nada while rolling her lazy eyeballs. With a smile on his lips.

Makes Sam come back smiling. When from the direction of the service section sounds compact deheman made by the workshop child.

Pipin must have spread poison, this. Sam's mind is keeping him alert. Then again the wrong behavior when he saw Nada who was scanning around the back of his chair.

"You want a smile, yes, a smile, Dek. Don't hold it."

"That I am with you" replied Nada. However, the heart and words are not in line. Every time Sam called it that call, it felt like a ... Preferential.

"Can you, right, call me that?" tanya Sam made Nada nod with menggu lum smile.Obviously from the blushing face of Nada's.

There was a little fuss because Sam asked for Nada's account number, for his kuker payment. Finally, Nada gave her account number as well.

"For example, right, you don't have cash" snorted as Sam drove him to the parking lot.

The girl was a little uncomfortable because Sam's friends kept watching her. Do not forget they often throw jokes dimeh. Makes him want to get out of there.

"Where are the advantages again. Intentionally want to show off can get a big salary!"

Sam only smiled faintly at the utter babble of Nada. Not intending to straighten.

"I'll give you what else, ma'am." The tone is obviously not good. With the amount of money that Sam transfers is the price made for eight kuker jars. Twice as much, right.

"Udah, consider it the exegesis, Dek."

Making Nada stop with her lips tightly clenched, followed by Sam. Because again, he was made to meet by Sam's call just now.

"A ..."

"Udah. Actually, don't make any more kukernya. Afraid you'd bother to come here."

Sam patted Nada's shoulder the other time. "May his efforts be a blessing, so big cake entrepreneur later." Sam's words were solemn without looking like nonsense.

Salute you, Na. I think you're a spoiled child because your only child, but your parents are so proud to have you. You are persistent as it turns out.

No wonder your parents were sad when you were a different person because of me, Na. Sorry me. Sorry I love you. Although ... my way is wrong.

...*** ...

After getting what he was looking for, Nada went home.

Hunting kuker jars that are tiring as well as exciting, in fact does not make Nada lost spirit. But quite the opposite.

Even though the sunlight is very scorching, with a short needle right in the number two. It did not make Nada disturbed in the slightest. Although the urge to break the fast had perched in his mind.

"Patience... Patience, only four hours left," he said encouragingly.

The happy hue had since radiated as long as the wheels continued to spin on the asphalt of the road. Moreover, he runs out of getting unexpected bonuses from customers who can most upset him but can actually make him happy.

Arriving at home, the roomchat from Sam was lined up neatly. Complete with questions that exceed a journalist.

There are also a lot of stickers in it. Tone of understanding, surely it was because he did not also reply to her.

^^["Udah arrived, just recently."]^^^

^^["Thank you already noticed, Brother."]^^^

Tone knows the call is a call that Sam hates. Because it sounds nothing special at all. Like a common call. In this way, Nada can also reply ignorant. Impas, right.

[OKAY. Be prepared, I will come every day]

That's Sam's reply complete with emogi grouching annoyed. He really wanted to have the most different place in Nada's heart.

Tone replied with a laughing emogy unfolding.

^^[Who is afraid,] ^^

This is clearly just a joke from Nada. It's not that thick to receive guests too often. Especially for men. Fear of causing the neighbor's ghibah material.

^^^[ Remember , yes, Mas. Just be careful, once you come to my house without my permission, mending we do not need to see again]^^

The threat of this tone, so potent for Sam to submit. Obey his request.

[Yes, deh. It will be a massage, really. Don't threaten that anymore, yeah. The fall of the serem,]

Making the tone that read Sam's reply so bitter.

...***...

okay today is enough, yes, sweet-sweet. tomorrow is ready in stir² again, 🤭