Waiting For Ring On Sweet Finger
No way!

Weekend comes along with Safia's body fatness. The girl didn't want to get out of bed for a second. In fact, if everything can be done on the bed only.

"I have to do some research. Yesterday there was information that Saturday afternoon," Safia said while laying down on the bed.

The watch in his hand was still ten in the morning. It's a long time to get to the afternoon. Wanted out, but lazy. Not out, it feels bad. Two things are confusing.

Safia grabbed the phone. Since last night, online groups created for the company are so crowded. However, Safia did not peek at all. Tired of having to climb too many messages. "A lot of messages. What are they talking about, anyway?" Safia curious. It's just, don't want to give hard work to his fingers.

In the end, Safia missed it. He was busy reading a novel by one of the most popular authors. The girl also occasionally glanced at the cellphone that continued to sound. As an employee of the company, Safia felt tired with all the activities. Mainly, holding communication tools such as laptops and cell phones. Therefore, he sometimes prefers to keep both objects during the weekend and enjoy his time by reading books.

"They sometimes prefer to gossip through groups rather than directly meet. Maybe because there are a lot of people." Safia guessed it herself. Even though he also sometimes participates when there is a topic that is quite warm and emergency. However, Safia regretted that.

Safia let the phone ring continuously until the time of Dzuhur. The girl immediately took wudu and prayers, not forgetting to also take a shower because since morning only sleep. After the prayer, Safia read the Quran. Calms the soul from the pressures of work and the world. After it was all over, the woman prepared to leave the house. Maybe by watching a movie can make his brain a little fresh.

"I'm ready." Safia observed the reflection in the mirror after wearing a light blue pashmina with tulip motifs and a light brown robe. "Says there's a new movie, I have to watch."

Safia snatched the sling bag. Do not forget to enter the phone, wallet and traveling prayer equipment also make small make up.

Long story short, Safia was ready outside the house. This time he had to walk briefly to the right to get to the bus stop. This is all done to save enough gasoline expenditure to drain the bag this month, while for the bus stop after being calculated no more than twelve thousand rupiah. Simply save because Safia only has one purpose.

Once at the bus stop, the situation there is quite crowded. Many people who may have the same goal as him are looking for entertainment in the midst of a density of work. Some want to go to family, friends, or maybe take a walk. In fact, everyone has the right to do anything, as long as it is within reasonable limits.

The bus came, everyone there rode one by one, as did Safia. The hijab-wearing woman chose to sit on the back right corner. Looking at the hot road blaring enough to provide its own experience. Yes, even though it is undeniable that it does not taste good either.

Buses run according to route. Of the many passengers, only three remained. Nobody goes up anymore. Also surprised.

When the bus arrived at Safia's destination, he rushed down. The movie will start in about half an hour. Not to mention the queue to buy tickets, quite tiring.

Among the rows of tall buildings, Safia walked up and entered one of them. The crowd in this shopping center is more than when at the bus stop. Weekend is widely used by people to enjoy time with couples and families. This also applies if you have these two things. If it's like an overseas child, obviously there are only friends. With notes, if you have friends too. Depressing.

Safia did not want to waste any time, directly ascending to the fourth floor. Where the most complete and large cinema is in the mall.

Safia kept silent, watching the several visitors who were crowding. Waiting for his friend to line up. Wanna go home. However, dear fare. It is impossible to give up just like that when it is in sight.

Safia held the front strap of the sling bag while continuing to pay attention to the queue. Convince yourself and finally swing your right leg forward. Just one step, he was hit by someone. "Astagfirefull!" Safia surprise. The person who hit him was shocked. Safia's head raised upwards, too high of a person. Both of Safia's eyes were enlarged, this was impossible. "Sir Akhmar!"

Apparently Akhmar was hit. I don't know where that guy is going.

"Mr here too?" Safia's voice was a little loud, so it caught the attention of the people.

"Can you speak in a soft voice? I feel like people around me are looking at us." Akhmar was quite embarrassed by the sound of Safia's bells.

Safia gulps. This is not an office clock. That means, he is not a subordinate of Akhmar and has the right to speak anything, as long as it does not deviate. "It's their right to see anyone. Anyway, Mr Akhmar also why see the road?" Even on a normal day, Safia could not speak casually. Given that Akhmar is accustomed to formal sentences. Whether because of the nature or it is used to it, Safia also does not want to know.

"I'm sorry for that" said Akhmar with both eyes watching around. Like looking for someone.

Safia looked around too, nothing strange. "Whose father is looking for Akhmar?"

Akhmar.

Safia frowned. Somehow his thoughts were only focused on Akhmar, but his intention was now to go to the cashier line. "That Akhmar should have answered if asked by someone else!" Safia was getting upset.

Mata Akhmar still looks around while holding two tickets that have been in his message online.

Safia looked at Akhmar. For the first time, Safia saw her new manager wearing a shirt without an office suit. The man wore long black jeans with a light gray shirt that was combined with a black jeans jacket as well. Akhmar looked much younger and his charisma increased.

"I'm looking for someone and it's something that's not your domain to know." Akhmar answered briefly.

This sentence offends Safia, although it is true. Here, Safia has no rights. However, Akhmar did not need to answer in a sentence filled with violence. "I don't want to know, what for?" Safia stepped forward twice, past Akhmar who was standing to the right. When Safia's legs were about to move a third time, she heard Akhmar screaming. "I'm here" he shouted.

Safia stop. Turned around and was surprised. Seeing an equally young man running towards Akhmar, even as Safia glanced at her superior. Akhmar was so happy to welcome the man. "No way." Safia shook her head. It's crazy if it's true.