
Next day.
Syafira did not receive a single message or call from Victor. Last night he decided to block the man's number from his phone. Not without reason all Syafira do because he can not forget the pain just like that.
Not only that, for some reason every look at the phone, he just kept waiting for a message from the om. So Syafira chose to block the man's number.
He has not been able to tell Aleta or Arsyan. Not ready, and still overshadowed by pain.
The last hour of college is over. Syafira turned his head right where Arsyan was sitting behind him.
“Arsyan, may I ask for help?” ask Syafira. He still remembers Arsyan's offer some time ago about working at the Cafe where he worked.
“Tell me what I can help, I will do anything to help you Sya,” said Arsyan with a friendly smile.
“What job vacancies in Cafe still exist. I need work,” Syafira said.
“you sure want to work. Does Om Victor allow you to work?” Arsyan recalled meeting Om Victor and the man did not seem to like him.
“I want to study independently, not always I rely on Om Victor, so whether you can help me to be accepted to work at the Cafe, tell me what the requirements are so that I prepare it tomorrow!” Syafira looked enthusiastic.
“No conditions Yes, you just need to come every day and work for six hours, like me,” explained Arsyan. He believes Syafira is doing well. However, he did not dare to ask further.
Taps.
Taps.
Taps.
The classroom is starting to empty. Aleta who had just returned to the toilet again approached Syafira and Arsyan.
“Let's go home, I'll take you to the hostel,” invite Aleta who is impatient to hear an explanation from Syafira about her move to the dorm.
“Go with Arsyan?” aleta asked next to her raised Eyebrows looking at Syafira and Arsya alternately.
“Begini Aleta, so from today Syafira will work with me at Cafe,’ obviously Arsyan does not want Aleta to misunderstand.
“Working in Cafe? What work will you give Syafira, just be careful if he becomes cleaning service.” Aleta had to threaten Arsyan. Besides because Syafira never do menial work, during life with the Erlangga family. Aleta also did not want Syafira exhausted and did not have time to do college assignments.
“No calm down, Syafira and I there will only prepare a drink order, so you do not have to worry,” explained Arsyan he does not want to make Aleta worried.
“Can I trust what you say Arsyan?” Aleta looked at Arsyan in full search. Next to her, there is Syafria who is increasingly aware that Aleta is really a friend who is always there for her in times of joy or sorrow.
“Sure. You can ask directly to Syafira, I will take responsibility and will take care of Syafira.” Arsyan said it with great earnestness.
Syafira nodded her head and immediately managed to make Aleta believe.
“How about going home from work, are you going to let Syafira ride ojol alone?” ask Aleta. Once again he was always careful, would not let Syafira why.
“I'll drive him home!”
“Deal.”
“Deal.”
Aleta looked towards her female friend. “Sya, I believe all the decisions you take are the best decisions, so feel free.” Aleta convinces Syafira. From now on or later, it's the same. It still has to try to be independent so as not to depend anymore with the Om. Butwhy? This was even so sudden after what Syafira had talked about the other day that Om Victor had asked her to marry him? Could the plan have failed?
“Thank you Aleta.”
Syafira then moved from her seat. The three of them walked to the campus parking area. Aleta returned home in her four-wheeled vehicle. While Syafira gets into Arsyan's car, they both head to the Cafe where Arsyan works. The cafe belongs to his family.
To be continue...