Knitting Asa With Mafia Princess

Knitting Asa With Mafia Princess
21. Pick you up


Almost overnight can not sleep well, because Rafael did not get news from Shifa, before the morning can just for a moment close your eyes there is a notification sound that is specifically do if Shifa who sends a message.


"Tin...Ting.my heart" her motivational voice.


Rafael immediately sat down, eyes immediately bright as if getting additional energy, grabbing his phone on a small nightstand read it quickly.


Reading if today Shifa came home, jumping for joy ran into the bathroom but when it was in the bathroom


"Had forgotten not to bring a towel" while patting Rafael's forehead back open the bathroom door and hurried to pick up the towel hanging on the small towel clothesline.


Shower under the shower while humming small with warm water warm heart that will meet the adoration of heart.


After finishing and dressed neatly sitting on the edge of the big size bed, Rafael remembered Cello, surely he would be happy if he knew Aisyah came home today he murmured in his heart.


Rafael finally decided to contact Cello invited to pick up at the airport, but up to three times contact his best friend from childhood not at all "Dasar slacker, molor" Rafael shreds annoyed.


Contacting Adrian cello's sister is also so equal to three money, has three times pressed the green button is not also raised "Not his sister or brother is the same as a molor".


Rafael decided to contact Mama Ara, after his WA check with online status


"Kringg...kriing" in just seconds Mama Ara has heard her voice "What is El, how did the tumben contact Mama?".


"Sorry Mama interfered, El contacted Cello but was not picked up, is he still molested huh Ma?"


"She's still sleeping like, Mom call me a minute"


Mama walked through the stairs to the top floor, without knocking on the door because Cello rarely locked the door.


"Sister.....Sister Cello woke up, that's El said to call Brother Cello a few times, it seems important, this is asking help Mama to wake up Cello!".


Pulling the blanket worn by Cello, and gently rubbing his hair "Let's wake up later something important, there contact Rafael first".


"Mama, Cello is still sleepy, please cell phone Cello dong!" cello's eyes were still closed, the hand that Cello gave to Mama.


"Nich, that's right, up to three missed calls from El" Mama Ara gave her phone in Cello's hand.


While collecting his life as if not full and lazy Cello opened his eyes slightly pressing the green button after finding the name of Cello.


"Hello what's up El?" ask Cello in a hoarse voice.


"Hi gelok slacker, I want to pick up Shifa at the airport, you want to come along?" el replied in a high voice because he was upset that he was difficult to contact.


When she heard the name Shifa mentioned, Cello immediately remembered Aisyah, her eyes opened wide, her sleepiness disappeared instantly, getting out of bed and sitting on the edge of the bed.


"Wait for me, I'm coming, take a shower in five minutes" Cello spoke enthusiastically and quickly.


"Elo loading anyway, bring your own car, I want otw already, rasain sleep like kebo anyway" El is still upset it's almost half an hour just to contact Cello alone.


"Wait in the airport parking lot if that's the case, watch out for me if I'm left behind" Cello walked up to pick up a towel and put it on his shoulder, turned off the phone without waiting for El to answer again and threw the phone in bed.


"What's the cello, is there anything important?".


"No Mama, that's Cello pick up a friend at the airport, Cello take a shower first yes Ma" ran small towards the bathroom without caring about Mama Ara still standing looking at her busy son alone.


Taking a bath for only five minutes, brushing her teeth and grabbing a towel wrapped around her waist rushed out, putting on a shirt quickly, a warm heart, a warm heart, the current happy feeling that Cello felt because it had been three weeks could not meet his heart adoration.


"Mama, Papa Cello is leaving" she cried as she reached the middle of the stairs.


"Later Ma, Cello's late, where's Papa?" ask Cello while kissing the back of Mama's hand.


"From this morning Papi Faro's house there is work that can not be left behind he said" Mama's story back to the kitchen.


"This morning, Papa is great, yes Cello has departed, assalamualaikum".


"Greetings, heart of heart".


With the speed above the average Cello driving his car, was patient again wanted to meet with Aisyah, almost three weeks trying to approach him, by sending a message WA, and, calling her but rarely Aisyah answered or picked up the phone, the answer from Aisyah who just just tend to avoid.


When she recalls the story of Kanno when Aisyah saw him being alone with Norma, Cello realized that Aisyah was jealous, until now she did not know if Cello had broken up with Norma, maybe Aisyah considers the attention shown by Cello during these three weeks is only PHP, so Aisyah seems reluctant to answer all messages sent by Cello.


Nearly an hour later, Cello arrived at the airport parking lot, sweeping his gaze across the parking lot but not finding the figure of his best friend, getting out of the car, pressing the watch on his left wrist reads El's whereabouts using the sophisticated GPS he made when Kindergarten was and now has been modified into an elegant and modern watch.


Cello read GPS turns El was at the entrance gate to the airport parking lot "Why did I get here first?" mumbling itself.


Until it is perfectly parked with a position lined side by side El car, just opened the car door slowly.


"Why did I arrive first, elo bo'ongin me huh?" shred Cello approaches Rafael who just got out of his car.


"Gue stuck in traffic, why bo'ongin elo lack of work, it's a good thing I told him if he had gone home, instead of thank you, the bottom of the loop" replied El upset walking out the parking lot to the airport arrival hall.


"Sorry..sorry... , well thank you, what time did the plane land?" Cello quickly aligned his body with Rafael who was walking in a hurry.


"It should have been ten minutes ago the plane was landing, let's hurry, don't be like a turtle the way".


Walking with a little running, seeing a lot of people coming out the door one by one by pulling their luggage, almost ten minutes but the figure he was waiting for was not visible to the trunk of his nose, he said, almost started to run out of people who came out of the door just a little, in fact they are not visible.


"Nothing, are we late to pick them up?" cello's getting worried.


"It shouldn't be, it's a group that just came out, who knows it's their group" said Rafael while pointing at the direction of arrival.


One by one the people who came out the arrival door, almost a quarter of an hour passed, but again the figure he was waiting for did not also appear, there was only visible anxiety on the faces of El and Cello.


"No more, how's this El?".


"Let me call Shifa" El took the phone in his pocket, searched for Shifa's number and pressed the call button, but only the voice of the mobile operator answered it, repeated up to three times the call was only the mobile operator who answered.


"Sorry the number you are calling is out of range, please try a few more moments".


"Try to call Aisyah, Shifa's mobile number is off" Rafael ordered while pressing the red button with a little annoyed at the sound of the mobile operator that made his heart more anxious.


Cello contacted Aisyah several times, but after three dollars, the same was not connected, only the voice of the mobile operator made her even more upset.


"We'll just go to the airport lobby come on!" El ran towards the airport lobby which was located a bit away from his original position, approaching the receptionist who stood up and smiled kindly.


"Excuse me mbak, what time did the plane from Singapore land?" el asked one of the receptionists.


"How many flight numbers?".


"GT 0905" replied El briefly.


"Oooo that, GT 0905 had a malfunction of the engine this morning, so all passengers were transferred on the plane with flight GT 2012, just about to land in an hour".