
The next day, after college Syafira had made an appointment to Arsyan to accept his offer. The plan, today will be the first day Syafira went to work at the AX Cafe, owned by the Arsyan family.
Arsyan and Aleta, waiting for Syafira who is collecting the task. They were both busy eating because they waited long enough for Syafira.
“I saw yesterday Syafia crying, she why?” asked Arsyan to open the conversation. It's a chance to find out anything about Syafira from its immediate source. Aleta, must know everything about Syafira. Absolutely sure!
“Regular about Om Victor,”. Yes, he considers Arsyan a good friend, who is always attentive with Syafira. No problem, a little story about Syafira against friends of the opposite sex.
“What's really why? Is Om Victor rude to him?” investigate Arsyan who can not be prejudiced like with the Om.
“Not so, it looks like Om Victor has already rejected Syafira!” it was clear that Aleta was the one he caught from his confessions with Syafira yesterday.
“How close are they?” ask Arsyan. It seems that he took part, in Syafira's cry yesterday. He asked Om Victor not to accept Syafira's feelings. He remembered very well, regarding his request to Om Victor.
“Very close, very close but Syafira misrepresents the attention of Victor. That is what makes Syafira heartbroken when she does not get a love reply from the man!” obviously Aleta.
“Oh.” That's all that comes out on Arsyan's lips. There was something that hit his heart, yes jealousy to hear the closeness of Syafira with Victor.
Syafira who came suddenly, made Arsyan not ask again. There are a lot of things she wants to ask Aleta. Forced to postpone it, then ask it another time. Or you can ask by phone or message.
“Hayo you guys again chat what?” Syafira patted Aleta's shoulder startling the two.
“For your chat, will feel at home not working at the Cafe,” said Arsyan.
“I can, I must be at home. If I don't work, I can't save. Money from Om Victor I always set aside, still if I do not work I can not be independent and will always rely on the monthly money given Om Victor.” Shafira gave a smile, every time she mentioned or remembered that name, her heart still trembled.
“Ready!” Syafira immediately piggybacked Arsyan, riding his ninja bike. Aleta is preparing to go home.
Arsyan, started driving his second wheeled vehicle at medium speed to his family's cafe. He knew Syafira was still sad, he chose silence and did not discuss Victor, which would only make him feel sad.
However, unexpectedly and unexpectedly. Fate things happen. A car hit Arsyan's motorcycle from behind and load Syafira fall.
Arsyan who did not suffer any injuries at all immediately pulled over his destroyed bike on the back. He walked over to Syafira who fell off his bike .
“Syafira!” arsyan shouted at the injured part of Syafira's left leg. Fresh blood came out of his knee. With a body that has been trembling, Arsyan continues to spur both legs to see the state of Syafira.
Syafira was unconscious. Several times he mentioned and shouted at her, but Syafira just kept quiet. Some road users were down and helped Arsyan bring Syafira to the edge.
“Sya,” cry Arsyan.
Syafira was silent and did not respond. Blood also came out of his temple. Arsyan is worried.
If anything happens to Syafira, he will be blamed!
His comments!
To be Continue.
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