
This morning the sky was not friendly. He hid his bright smile behind the dark clouds. The weather is very favorable for not getting out of the house. It is better to pull a blanket and wander in dreamland that is delayed when the Shahuh adhan communicate.
However, the cute beautiful girl. Alesha Arin's. Ready to go to work. This 23-year-old girl works in the construction services industry as a marketing staff. Before leaving, he always made sure the bathroom lights were turned off. The back door has been in lock and other.
"Loist. May it rain for a new time". Arin Monologue while locking the boarding door. He walked towards the busway stop. That is the way Arin works every day. Morning work until five in the afternoon. If he is not late, he goes home. Watch ytube or read comics to fill his free time. Monotonically. That's commentary.
After Busway to his office came. He breathed heavily at the state of the busway. Full up. Urge. Unriding. Be late. If it goes up, then the risk has to be complicated.
"God.wanted marriage it feels like a gini atmosphere. But who wants to? guys don't have. Heh". Inner Arin screamed while circulating her gaze then she shook her head when she saw the passengers beside her watching the gossip show.
"Cp.Ck.Ck. You can watch it in a gini-like state". Batin Arin commented.
Shortly thereafter. The rain fell with the wind.
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"Sir Edi got the boy out of my sight".
"But Miss, if Mr. As finds out we could get in trouble".
"Huh. I don't want to know, Mr. Ed. Throw it away or kill it. She wouldn't know if I said the baby died".
Selin Anesa's. Top artists in motherland. He has long had a crush on Aslan Alister, the main sponsor. But Aslan was never interested in Selin. One day he accidentally caught Aslan. The goal is to have a sponsor.
Too bad. Aslan just said.
"OKAY. I want responsibility but I don't have to marry you. Record all your needs in nine months and remember you have to vacuum from the entertainment industry". Afterwards he went to a neighboring country without asking how Selin was.
It's getting dark. Mr. Edi is confused about where to take a tiny baby who just saw the world. Intention wants to raise. However, he remembered the cost of school for his two children. Surely the wife will download the no-no.
"sorry. Uncle is sorry. May the owner of this house be kind and take care of you". Said Mr. Edi while kissing the little baby's forehead and passed with a heavy heart.
Kiloanmeter from where Mr. Edi, Aslan who heard the news that Selin had given birth, he immediately flew to Indonesia.
"Rudis. What happened why it stuck?". Voice's up. He was upset by the state of the capital which in the working hours came home.
"It seems like there was a mishap, sir". Rudi replied hesitantly. Aslan clucked in annoyance as he threw a glance out the window.
"Ck. Until when will Rud move?. Damnit. I'm just out looking for ojek". Break open the door.
"But Sir. Oi. Yes already". Resigning Rudi and ignoring his master who has passed. He can only monitor from the rearview of the car.
Aslan celinguan looking for a grazing motorcycle. Five minutes passed. He did not find the usual ojek.
"The fucking demen really fuck people". Omel was someone who walked beside Aslan. He scrunched his forehead. And accidentally followed that guy.
"I think I'm following him". Aslan cursed his stupidity and turned back.
But he let it go when his ears heard something.
"Definitely mbak Arin, his friend Doctor Bian who wants to ante a motor to Kasih Ibu Hospital". Guess the security of the apartment.
"That's exactly what Mr. Munir is. Thankfully I was good. Try to try evil. I have a motorbike". Kelakar Arin's.
"Haha. Ma'am Arin could have made her joke. Here's the key and the helmet. Oh yes said Doctor Bian earlier, please all in the contents of the battery yes mbak". Obviously Mr. Munir and handed over the key.
Arin only sighed hearing the behavior of friends for almost ten years.
"I'm sorry to interrupt. Can I come with you to the hospital?". Without further ado Aslan leaned on Arin.
"My car broke down and my husband was treated at the Hospital. Sorry I overheard your conversation". Aslan explained his condition. Arin scrunched his forehead.
"Hahh, that sucks this woman. Yes, why the hell? don't know if I'm in a hurry". Aslan grumbled in his heart and saw the face of Arin.
Arin did not answer. He continued to wear a helmet and ride the iron horse Bian. Then turn on the engine.
"Dam. Why is this woman just? Does he not know who I am?". Inner Aslan was agitated.
"Oi. So nebeng? if it is a hunt. I'm gonna hurry up to the boarding house". Ketus Arin's. Without the ba-bi-bu Aslan went straight up.
"Don't look for opportunities in narrowness". Annoyed Arin yelled to sound Aslan.
"Not to get hurt. I didn't intentionally". Sambar Aslan quickly and took off his embrace.
Arin shakes. He is lazy to argue. His energy is over at work. I don't know why today, he got angry all the time. Wrong offer. The weekly report is wrong. Less rapidly. Huh.it's exhausting.
Then in the afternoon when he wanted to hurry home. Suddenly the devil sent a message asking for his motorbike to be delivered under the pretext of all the best friends, you are in line.
It feels, he wants to reveal the handsome face of his sidekick.
It ticks the cost in line with Bian's workplace. Often this one man asked him to deliver a motorbike.
The pretext, early in the morning it jammed tired if carrying a motorbike. It is a demonic incarnation . It sucks and makes people emotional.
"Huahs. Finally arrived". Arin complained while opening his helmet.
"Thank you.." Aslan did not continue his words.
"Oi Satan. Tlaktir. Laper has not eaten for a year" cried Arin when his net caught a figure he knew. He approached while throwing a motor key.
"That's kind of a favor? Just watch if you meet. How dare I ignore my words". Upset Aslan tidied up her suit towards the receptionist.
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"Totally laper?". Ask Bian.
"Hm". Arin answered without turning his attention away from the food
"Pelan-gelan later to sedak". Bian gave a gentle warning.
"Dam. So mules denger your talk". Arin continued to finish his activities.
"Huh? howmanythingku? just ordinary feelings?". Kernitit Bian's.
"Don't use boss feelings. Try talking to Doctor Mita. I guarantee she must be flowering and maybe she will think, you have feeling to her".
"What's? seriously? oh shit."Bian does not believe in the style of his speech that seems trivial but will be different from the perception of the listener.
"OK now forget about your style of speech that is often misunderstood by your colleagues. But what's important now is how do I get home? I'll make sure you can't run". Arin's on target.
"Haha. Damnit. I know my habits. What if I orderin ojol?". Bargain Bian.
"OKAY. But gretong ye". Arin.
"Ready boss". Answer Bian.
Aunt Imah just smiled at the romance of her regular customers. Aunty secretly supported their relationship. Their aunt said it was appropriate. They are just friends. Support each other. Helping out. Not more.
Arin's online order has arrived. After the bike passed Bian just left the lobby and headed for his room.
Doctor Mita saw the incident in the lobby. From Bian's familiarity with Arin. It turns out that Bian is known for the Doctor who rarely laughs, smiles or returns his colleagues' smiles.
This time it's a rare sight that Mita accidentally saw. Laugh with a woman. That fact makes Mita jealous of Arin.
The matic motorbike that Arin rode through the crowd of the highway. Occasionally his ojek asked for a conversation. Shortly after, he arrived at his hostel.
"Thank you sir". Arin.
"Sama-sama". Reply and pass.
Arin looked at his still dark hostel. Slowly approaching the door. He frowned when he saw the green box in front of the door.
"I don't buy stuff. What kind of package?". He looked down while squatting.
He was surprised when he saw the contents.
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