
The atmosphere in Ra*yan* THR mall Surabaya is not so crowded, because it is not Sunday or holiday time. Desta deliberately went to this mall alone, he wanted to meet Ajeng a friend who missed him so much. It has been five days back to the Foundation, but Ajeng has not seen the trunk of his nose though.
Armed with information from Ms. Hartini, the latest position where Ajeng works, Desta finally arrived at the big Mall of Surabaya Tambaksari area. Ajeng habits, love off his phone for a long time, like no need for others!
Desta had almost circled the entire floor in the Mall. But almost his energy will run out, he did not meet also the Ajeng who is said to be having a work shift at that hour. Desta came down again to the first floor with a shunt, half hoping, examined again every salesperson who appeared on the floor.
The tail of his eyes saw a stand skin care and make up that looks complete. Desta wants to buy a set of skin care complete with make up, maybe it will be needed when it starts work later.
Desta did not know which brand name was good, only resigned when the beautiful saleswoman gave him a set grooming, with a brand name that he was also not a stranger, which he said matched his bright yellow and smooth skin.
Desta picked it up, which he probably didn't need to use, he gave it back to the salesman. Fake nail and eyelash paints were the first items he eliminated. Until the remaining important products that will be purchased by Desta, it was still seen to meet the display table.
The saleswoman was seen making all the makeup choices that Desta had censored. She handed out a copy note of the amount of shopping to Desta, and the girl nodded her head assent while receiving the paper. Pramuniaga walked up to bring the goods to the cashier, Desta just behind him.
The special cashier skin care section was empty without a teller, the salesman looks wry looking for him.
"Cashier skin care, cash buyer!!!"
The salesman shouted, no one rushed to the cash register.
"Cashier skin care, Ajeng! Cash buyer!!!"
The deg! Desta was shocked by the name called the salesgirl. Ajjik...
From the end of the hallway a row of children's clothes, a beautiful girl with makeup that is flexible to match, walked hurriedly to where Desta was standing. The girl only noticed the computer screen and the pile of skin care that would be scanning her, without glancing at Desta in the slightest.
Right, the girl who will construct shopping at this cashier is Ajeng, the best friend he chased here. Huh, Desta was a little anxious with Ajeng's attitude that ignored him as a buyer. Couldn't it be a little more humble, what's up with that girl?
Ajeng was about to grab a lipstick for discanning, but nimbly grabbed by Desta the lipstick. The exchange student was about to pick up an eye pencil, again grabbed by Desta's hand. Ajeng's hand was stretched out again on the eyelash flickering tool, and again pulled by Desta.
But this time, Ajeng did not budge, his hand still holding the tool that Desta also held.
"Take off Mom, let me scan, you so buy this one......"
Ajeng nagged as he looked at Desta's face, as soon as his forehead wrinkled tightly, his mouth gaping wide, the hooded girl in front of him...
"Y..!! You're Desta!!?"
In shock, as if wrong with his eyes.
"Compulsive cashier!"
Desta cursed Ajeng's attitude just now while grinning the horse.Ajeng straight out of the cashier's table, they embraced each other very tightly. Desta was happy with Ajeng's welcome this time, the girl was still his old best friend.
Desta took off slowly Ajeng's embrace as if not to take it off.Desta was disinclined so the spectacle of mall visitors and some Ajeng friends, who were seen looking at the two of them.
Desta held Ajeng's hand and noticed her beautiful face. Uh, the girl was crying, since when did her best friend become this melancholy. Doesn't his nature always look carefree and seem indifferent? Desta still noticed Ajeng's face that had expelled his cries.
Desta tried to provoke Ajeng's smile. But the girl was getting red in the face, holding back the cry that was ready to spill again. Desta became confused by Ajeng's attitude this time.
"Ta, I'm kangeeeen with you, now you go home first yes, later I go back to the foundation.We tell each other.ok!"
Ajeng wants to continue his work.
"Don't lie, I'm really waiting for you.
I want to tell you a lot."
Desta took a look at Ajeng.
"Yeah.. I've got to work, ntar boss look. Die me."
Ajeng returns to the cashier table and starts scanning for Desta's shopping.
"Ajeng.. ask for no hp you dong." Desta said softly, but Ajeng heard it.
"I forgot, I'll come."
The teacher replied in a whisper. Desta was just a manyun with that answer. Hmmm.always..
***
Desta crossed the street carefully, midday like this, the streets were so crowded. Similarly, zebra cross is crowded with pedestrians. The hunger might make them willing to come out in the heat of this weather.
As his concentration focused on finding the gap between the crossers of the road, Desta felt that his shoulders were a bit heavy, yet he had not noticed, the bag he had held on his shoulder had been pulled away from his hand. Desta soon realized, he had a pickiness.
The tiredness of the person who grabbed his little bag still caught his eye. Desta quickly turned around, trying to get out of the zebra cross quickly, to chase the snatch that carried his shoulder bag running.
Desta continued to run nimbly, not wanting to lose his target.entered into a garden-like courtyard, his eyes searching the deserted corner of the park. Jambret was running here, and suddenly just disappeared. Desta was indeed easily able to catch up to that snatch. Desta is a former athlete. He has subscribed to win the race champion, both at the foundation level and school. But the girl was reluctant to wrestle her skills to a higher level. He focused on the lessons at school.
Now the view of Desta only found a man in a hat, carrying a black swish pouch, was pretending to pluck the grass. Desta observed the man, it felt so hot, in the middle of this blistering grass. After all, this page is very clean, even the grass is almost non-existent.
Hm..Desta was sure, this man was the snatch he was hunting. A little slowly, Desta approached the man from behind, wanting to grab at the same time the black crackle bag, which he believed contained his shoulder bag.
Desta's hand was about to reach the bag, but the man suddenly brushed his hand away with a small penknife. The knife slapped the back of his hand, felt sore and blood immediately poured from the back of his injured hand.
Seeing his attack on the girl successful, the snatch again fled out of the garden yard towards the highway sidewalk. Desta decided to stop chasing the snatch, the wound on his hand seemed to be quite deep.
***
Desta had been in a clinic for treatment, was fortunate to have been helped and taken for treatment by an employee, who happened to come out of the building and saw his hand bleed. It turned out that the park was the courtyard of a civil registry office in the Tambaksari area of Surabaya.
Although his hand was injured deep enough and his shoulder bag was forced to relinquish, the employee explained that he was very lucky, still surviving a snatcher attack. Because the area often occurs copet or snatch, which often takes casualties until the victim's life is lost. The caption reminded Desta to remain grateful and sincere, whatever the loss that befell him this time.