The Story of the Children of the Juragan
14. Wulan Plan
That afternoon, Wulan intended to go to Aisyah's house. For some reason, just because one man is unfamiliar, making his world feel different. Much more challenging.
Along the way, he continued to smile passionately. Suddenly he felt thirsty. Finally he stopped by a supermarket that was quite crowded with visitors.
Initially only intended to buy a bottle of mineral water, but his hands did not consciously enter a variety of snacks that eventually filled the carrying basket.
When he was about to take the chocolate jam, his hand involuntarily touched the hands of others who were also beside him. Both look at the same time.
A smile rose on Wulan's face when he saw who was standing before him, and at this moment his hand was holding.
"Salmans?" he murmured softly, but could still be heard by the man.
Salman frowned in wonder, from which the strange girl before him knew his name. He preferred to ignore it, then take his favorite chocolate jam, and walk away from the girl who was still fascinated with him.
"Hi wait." exclaimed Wulan as she sprinted a little following Salman's wide steps.
"What's wrong?" salman replied flatly and without turning his head towards the girl. Make Wulan breathe a long breath. Approaching the man in front of him is hard.
Salman returned to walk because the girl did not speak immediately.
"Eh, I said wait a minute. Why walk, like a train." Wulan held onto Salman's shoulder.
"Take your hand off my shoulder. If you want to talk, please."
'Omg, he's really cold towards me. What am I wrong? As far as I was yesterday she was quite a cheap smile with her parents. Does his smile only apply to his family?'
"I just want to be friends with you. Can't it?" Salman was increasingly astonished by the girl's speech in front of him.
"There is no pure friendship between a man and a woman. Where one of them must be stuck with his own feelings."
'Any girl who sells expensive. This time, the guy sold expensive. Okay, let's see how strongly he can resist the charm of a Teresia Wulandari.' Inner Wulan full of spirited smiles.
Feeling that there was enough of his groceries, Wulan walked towards the cashier table. His eyes sparkled when he saw Salman was there. Rushing he sped up his pace, in order to be able to stand behind him.
"How much in total, brother, let me pay" Wulan told the cashier, when he saw Salman was about to reach into his wallet. Salman can already guess the owner of the vote.
"I want to pay for your groceries, as a thank you, because yesterday you gave me your mama's shirt. That's all." Wulan immediately thrust his card to the cashier.
"Thank you." said Salman flatly, then waltzed away leaving Wulan.
'Oh my God, just thank you?' wulan's mind was full of annoyance, pursing her lips. The cashier who happened to see him could only hold back a laugh.
Wulan walked towards the car park. Again his eyes sparkled when he saw Salman still standing beside the car, and was seen conversing through a flat object attached to his ear.
Wulan's crazy plan plays out to get Salman's attention. He took something from his bag, then scratched it firmly in the tire area of his car. After enough, he immediately put the object in the bag and pretended to cry next to his car.
Salman who happened to have finished talking on the phone, and was about to get into the car, undo his intention when he heard the sound of crying.
He spread his gaze across the parking lot, and saw a girl crouching down while slapping her head, her shoulders shaken. Hurry up he approached her.
For a moment he hesitated to say hello, as soon as he saw clearly who was crying. But the human fairy soul said something else.
"What happened, so you cried?"
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