THE BEFORE WE DONE

THE BEFORE WE DONE
First Meeting of King and Nanda


A year has passed,


It has been a year that King lost contact with Sarah. Almost every day the King sends messages on social media, but Sarah does not open it even though her status is online.


"You why Sar? why don't you ever open my message?" Ask the King to himself.


Sarah often posts stories, she is out of the country, Sarah also often posts herself with different men with friendly poses.


"Why didn't you tell me you were studying abroad? And who are those men?" The king continued to mutter to himself.


"Could you give up Sar?" The king breathed.


The king sat in a cafe while waiting for the rain to stop, he had just received an order to deliver food, because in addition to college, he was also a driver ojeg online.


"Jek Food 12." Call a cashier.


Regan took her order and scanned the barcode on her phone as payment.


"Thank you." he said, then rushed to the parking lot to get the bike."


This year the King's attitude changed a lot, he was more open and hung out with his friends in the campus. But his relationship with Regan did not improve, even though they lived one roof, but they rarely met, the King who had a busy life so rarely at home, after finishing college, after college, The king will work as an online motorcycle driver until night, so that when he returned home, all the residents of the house were asleep.


When the King walked the parking lot, he found a wallet, it was quite large and there were many important cards. The king looked to the right and left looking for someone, but deserted. He saw the identity card and it turned out to be close to the delivery area of the food order that he would deliver.


Finished delivering food, the King drove his motorbike to deliver the wallet he found to the owner, but ill-fated, the road was still flooded by water, making the King did not see the hole covered by the puddle, until the King fell off his bike because he could not balance his bike plus the road was very slippery.


King's elbows and knees were injured, and his motorbike suffered a slight damage to the handlebar and berets on the body.


The King sighed, because the streets were quite quiet, there was no one to help the King.


The king ran his motorcycle slowly, until he arrived at a house that was quite luxurious.


"Sir, sorry is this Aryo Darmawan's house?" Ask the King at the security guarding Aryo's house.


"Yes right, what's wrong?" Ask Amin, Security at Aryo's.


"I want to return the wallet, I found it in the parking lot of the amora cafe." The king handed the wallet to security.


"Oh yes, thank you." Amin said as he received the wallet.


"Mas wounded? what's Mas's allotment?" Ask Amin later, because he saw a tear dicelana King percis on his knee and blood that was still wet in his jeans.


"Yes sir, I fell because I did not see a hole that was covered in puddles."


"So enter first Mas, in the post there is a red medicine, let it be treated first." Take Amin.


"No need sir, let me treat at home, I put the wallet yes sir."


The king was about to leave Aryo's house, but a car arrived in front of Aryo's house. Aryo opened the glass on the door of his car.


"Who's Min?" Ask Aryo.


"Sorry sir, he's an online motorcycle taxi, found your wallet and returned it." Amin said while giving Aryo's wallet.


Aryo got out of the car immediately. "Hey Mas." Call Aryo.


The king looked at the source of the voice and approached him.


"Thank you." Aryo said while giving several pieces of money hundreds of thousands but rejected by the King.


"No, sir, I'm sorry I don't want to take it."


"Take this Mas, as a sign of my gratitude." Aryo kept pushing.


"Don't Sir." The king refused.


The rain came back with a little bit of rain.


"Let's go in first, it's raining Mas." Aryo pulls the King's arm until he arrives at the terrace of Aryo's house.


"Rain, if you don't want to accept this money, please don't turn down a cup of hot coffee to warm your body." Aryo.


King nodded. "Alright sir, I'll appreciate your invitation." Answer the King politely.


"Come in." Bring Aryo.


"My pants are dirty sir, in the light of it." he refused politely.


Amin handed the keys to the King after Aryo told him to put the King's motorcycle in.


"Sorry Mas, this is the key to the bike, it looks like Mas's bike is broken, the handlebar is tilted." Amin.


"damaged? just fell down?" Ask Aryo.


"Yes, sir, it fell into a waterlogged hole. His feet are also hurt." It was not the king who answered, but Amen.


"Let's go, I'll get you some clean clothes." Aryo forces the King in and is eventually followed by the King.


After changing clean clothes belonging to Aryo who has never been worn, the King sat with Aryo in the guest room while enjoying a cup of coffee.


"Have long been an online motorcycle taxi?" Ask Aryo.


"Almost one year sir." Answer King.


"Why not find a permanent job?"


"Well good, what college?"


"Business management sir."


"Rapa.." Call Nanda and come up to Aryo and hug her.


"Papa tumben home in the afternoon." Spoiled talk.


"Papa's not doing a lot of work, baby." Answer Aryo.


Nanda's gaze turned to look at the King sitting across from him. Nanda smiled and nodded his head in a polite gesture.


The king replied to her with a thin smile and nodded his head as well.


"Oh yes Nanda, this Mas has not helped Papa, he found Papa's wallet that fell."


Nanda just smiled clumsyly.


"Who's your name?" ask Aryo.


"King Sir." Answer King.


"Mas Raja, because it is still raining outside, I want to invite Mas Raja to eat here yes, and do not be rejected because I do not accept rejection."


With the king forced to nod, he actually felt bad, but he was even more unpleasant if given money.


"Alright, Nanda please accompany Nak Raja first, Papa wants to clean up first."


"Yes Pa.." Answer Nanda.


Nanda and Raja were in the guest room, an awkward atmosphere enveloping the two.


"Where does the king live?" Tanya Nanda was stale.


"Home." The answer is try short.


Nanda scrunched his forehead, "Yes at home, but where's Mas' address?" Asked Nanda who started to bring out his original attitude.


King laughs.


Degs...


Degs...


Degggm...


Nanda's heart was beating a little.


"Secret." Answer King.


"Ishh nyebelin." Nanda scowled in annoyance.


"Where is your house?" Ask the King later.


"On the road dove block xx." Nanda replies and thinks, as soon as Nanda's mind remembers something, that they are in Nanda's house. "Ish Mas bummer. This is my house, why else try asking for an address."


The king laughed, for some reason the usually laconic and flat King could be warm. "Take it real."


Aryo invites the King to dinner together. After dinner, they continued to talk. And of course Nanda also chatted together.


Aryo was amazed by the King's cleverness in various lessons, so he got a lot of student duty offers.


"Sir Raja, what if Nak Raja becomes a tutor for additional lessons for Nanda, my son. I happen to be looking for a tutoring teacher for Nanda, because Nanda is now third grade and will face the ultimate goal." Pinta Aryo to the King.


"Sorry sir, but I'm not confident if I have to teach as a private tutor."


"Just try it first, regarding the fee, I will pay the equivalent of professional teachers."


The king was a little tempted by the payment offered by Aryo, no doubt, he had to get more money to add to his college needs.


Nandapun looks a little hoping the King will accept an offer from Aryo. And that gaze was caught clearly by the King.


"Should I accept the impossible opportunity to come twice? is this the path to my success? Should I take advantage of this situation?" The King murmured in his heart.


"How is the King?" Aryo asked reassuringly.


"Alright sir, I will try first, and for the time being, I ask for a waiver to adjust to my lecture schedule, sir."


"No problem, please set it up with Nanda, you can exchange mobile numbers for more."


Nanda's heart was happy, for some reason since Nanda continued to review the smile.


The king also realizes he is being noticed by Nanda. The king felt, this is the beginning he will start everything.


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