Sam
Once a dissident, remain a dissident.

"Where, Mas?" ask Sam.

Sam frowned with almost fused eyebrows. "Where's what?"

Tone a small laugh and throw a glance. "That was. The tomorrow?"

"Enak. That's fine."

"Lumayan is addictive, right. Two cups of rice." This time Nada looked ignorantly at Sam who put on an annoyed face.

"That's because it's not good to see your father. Ntar .. I guess I don't appreciate it anymore."

"Emang initially you eneg, right, look at the form!"

"Belg ..."

"So, so honest." Nada pretends to frown.

"You're why, anyway, from earlier so ignorant." Sam tugging at the end of Nada's blouse.

"This is also a prank, his name!" Tone brushed off Sam's hand. Makes the man chuckle.

"One, same, right!"

Then, the two of them fell silent with their respective thoughts.

"Enak yes, the atmosphere of the village. Adems. Especially behind your house." Sam praised the state of Nada's home environment. Especially behind the house which is currently a place to chat the two.

There are two large mahon mahogany trees. Lineup. Intentionally for land dividers usually by villagers. In another corner there are some mango trees and rambutans. Precisely surrounded the back of the house Nada. Not too close. However, quite a shade.

It will be different in front of the house. The spacious courtyard was decorated with only a few bonsai trees in cement pots, on the side of the fence.

Sam asked Nada to leave the house. Just walking, he thought. However, after seeing the uncomfortable look of the face Tone. Sam relented.

"Ma?"

Tone turned and found Sam with a flat face. However, the man's brown eyes were quite deep looking at the full on Tone.

There was a step away from where Sam was sitting. While Nada who was sitting on a piece of teak roots, which was functioned to sit back. Sam was sitting on a plastic chair taken from the kitchen.

Tone threw out another look. Because Sam can't come. Just silence with eyes that can't be separated from him. Makes him feel rippled.

"Sir..."

This time Nada turned her face away from meeting.

"I'm here."

"Yes, continues?" sarcasm without looking at Sam. Gaje's smile again.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

"Which question?" The tone remains in its original position. This time he complained his nails.

"What does Atar need to do here?"

Tone smiled and looked at Sam who looked serious. "He ..."

"Don't call that guy that, brother. My heart does not accept."

"Delight. Why why!"

"Yes, right, you ... you ..." Sam was confused about what kind of tone.

"I'm a nobody, you are, Mom. Don't you fucking ban me!" Tone uttered in Sam's heart.

Sam stared into Nada's face with an unreserved heart. His lips were tightly clenched. Tone is right, he has no right whatsoever to forbid the girl to be close to anyone.

"Do you have to be who I am first. Until I can ban you."

Tone of bland laughter. Sam is Sam. The insensitive. Women need certainty, right. This is what makes Nada tired of hope.

However, as Sam drew closer to Nada, the girl suddenly choked. Especially after the man held out a velvety red rectangular object. Making the Tone wide.

"Try opening!"

The deep gaze of Sam seemed to anesthetize the mouth of Nada to just ask what this means.

The mouth may be silent. But your hands and mind can change.

Slowly Tone opened the small box with a thumping heart. There are two similar rings that are quite simple. One of the smaller rings contained one shiny white stone eye.

Tone stared questioningly at Sam.

"Make you!" The deep but quite soft voice was able to make the entire chest that stiffened slowly decay. Like a large chunk of rock that was split apart by the sea water.

Is he proposing to me?

"This means?" Finally came out what was the reason for Nada being sedated by Sam's shady eyes for this time.

"We unite our hearts with one pledge. You want to, marry me!"

Now, the entire world of Tone as filled with thousands of flowers that bloom. The hope from the bottom of his heart that had been buried for quite a while, now began to find a place to come out.

The fears that once made his whole world dark are now beginning to show its light. The corner of his eye could no longer

holding a small puddle there.

"What's wrong, Deck. I'm talking wrong?"

"Don't you like the ring?"

"You were insensitive long ago, yes, Mas! I'm moved." The tone frowned mixed with a smile and a hint of laughter. That made Sam breathe a sigh of relief.

...*** ...

Sam smiled at himself in front of his desk. The third day of Lebaran, the workshop is open. Even though Dimas grumbled to get a call from her. But the boy still left.

"Cash salary, special for today." That's the mainstay of the technique that Sam put out to hook the heart of the service team, in order to want to work. Although still the atmosphere of Lebaran.

As a result, the workshop was quite crowded. To the extent that Sam had to call the PKL child who from a few weeks ago carried out fieldwork practices in his workshop.

"Mas! There's an extra canvas for the same oil axle for Vario new." Dimas' speech made Sam immediately note something after he took a bottle of axle oil and he put it on the display case.

"Smile, smile all the time! Seneng yes, make us-we become riweh while still lebaran, gini." Dimas sneered at Sam who looked indifferent.

"Who smiles" said Sam.

He shook his hand, "already. Back there again! Hunting for lunch. The work has not been run anymore." Sam did not want to have long tail by serving Dimas who swelled to make Sam stroked the chest.

"Quiet, the sincere dong. God willing there is more fortune, really." Sam changed soft mode. Although there was no hint of a smile.

"Well, Bneran Mas!" Sparkling Dimas.

"Ck. Yeah, wes!" This time Sam patted Dimas on the shoulder who was still expecting a definitive answer.

"Uwes. There! Beresin. It'll be easy."

Until Dimas finally returned to his job.

Sam again imagined the face of Nada yesterday. The girl nodded with her face covered in both palms, as her invitation to marry was welcomed. Then, Sam took Nada's left hand and placed the ring on Nada's ring finger. Exactly Sam's estimate. The ring is curled sweetly on the lentic finger of the Tone. The face of the girl meeting made Sam stunned for a moment.

neoreul tie *** su isseulkka tie

seuchyeo jinaga beorin immyeong ape seo isseo

Suddenly, Kim Na Young's cut distracts Sam from his daydream.

A foreign number appears as soon as Sam sees his phone screen.

"Hallo," said Sam as soon as the phone was connected.

"Hallo, Sam Mas. I'm Tiara. Please keep my number, yes!"

The beginning of Sam's rare smile faded away instantly.

...*** ...

"Papa's words have been a lot about you, Sam. This time, papa wants you to follow papa. Manto's son's marriage. After that, it's up to you. Papa won't set you up anymore."

That was the end of the sentence of contention that twenty-five minutes had passed. Between Rusno and Sam.

Finally brought Sam to find a solution in his heart to Alif, his older brother. Is the only one, being a dumpster to hear his grievances.

"Kaya' someone else you are, Sam. Act like Sam before."

The derision from Alif across the street made Sam cringe.

"I consider Tiara a friend. But he didn't say he liked it since college. Girls can't hold their shit, can they!"

"Yes, it's called feeling. We can't guess, Sam. Or ... You're the one who isn't sensitive."

"He shouldn't use cheap ways to involve parents, can he. In this case, the more records I have said parents, right."

Alif laughed across the street. It made Sam even more cloudy.

"Tone, your candidate, how?" asked Alif after a few seconds it served the Arkan whining around him.

Usually Sam will melt his mood when he hears Arkan's voice acting. But the problems he faced made him not interested in joking at all.

"Where does that mean?"

"People, lah!"

"He's tenacious, diligent. Beautiful, sweet, no bosenin .. and for sure I still want her." Sam spoke steadily while imagining the face of Nada, until he unconsciously made the corner of his lips slightly raised.

"Yes, already. You found the answer. Reject papa's request firmly."

"It's that easy?"

"You haven't tried it, have you?"

Makes Sam nod slowly. Even though it's across there Alif doesn't see it.

"Udahlah, Sam. Kowe khi wes wasting my time. I'm leaving for work."

Honey, where's my uniform?

"So, put on show, dear," Sam snorted and made Alif there so bitter.

"West, real work! I'll help you talk to papa. I'm sure papa was bluffing kowe (you)." yesterday."

...***...