
Khaisan has rightfully pulled over leaning tightly with the sidewalk. Watching Cut Ha who has gone down on the sidewalk.
Khaisan saw a handsome, handsome man holding two children at once. It was the twins Velingga had brought in that day. Erick, the boy's groping on the back. Erlika, the girl is slinging on the side.
Khaisan continued to look behind the black glasses. A small smile appeared on her thin lips. Acknowledging the male superiority of the twins, their father both.
Khaisan believes that the man is Errushqi, Velingga's husband, and the youngest son of his former colleague, Haji Harjo, a restaurant and restaurant entrepreneur. Errushqi was wearing a face mask on her face. Perhaps the rest of the Friday prayers that have not yet been given up.
Behind Errushqi, walked quickly the long and beautiful hooded woman. Of course it was his wife, Velingga. He greeted Cut Ha with a big smile and they were hugging each other. What they always do when they meet.
Cut Ha and Velingga were talking. Errushqi was busy mowing down her two twins. It's midday, those adorable kids are starting to fuss maybe because drowsiness is approaching.
Cut Ha received a small package from Velingga. The later Cut Ha appears to say goodbye to Velingga as well as to Errushqi and the twins. The brief meeting, but with great preparation, ended with hand-waving between Cut Ha and the little family.
Khaisan looked at Cut Ha who finished waving his hands and was walking towards him with the rest of a joyful smile on his face. Khaisan admitted that Cut Ha is a woman who feels good enough.
It's a pity if that woman ever had a stain on her life. Khaisan felt that Cut Ha was almost the same as him. People who have a bad past. Who are both trying to fix it.
"Where are you going?" asked Cut Ha who had returned and sat sweetly in his place.
"Get my partner" answered Khaisan. Has started driving to advance his car. Errushqi and his family had slid away leaving them behind.
"This is your money, I borrow two for the son of Velingga." Cut Ha said as he extended the rupiah note to Khaisan.
"Aren't you going to the minimarket?" khaisan asked, not taking the money Cut Ha had poured out on him.
"No" said Cut Ha.
"Take the money for you. I sincerely give. Do not consider borrowing" said Khaisan refused the money.
"Don't be too royal to me. Don't you work for the cost of living? Soon your money will run out," said Cut Ha seriously. While slipping the money in the hands of Khaisan who continued to hold the wheel.
Khaisan let Cut Ha slip the money sheet into his hand. Grasped the money for a while and put the money in the pocket of the shirt. Feeling useless to explain to Cut Ha that money is not his work priority.
"You haven't had lunch?" asked Khaisan with a look.
"Already, bought the head of my agency." Khaisan is telling the truth.
Cut Ha was silent. Feeling that Khaisan is a free man who has many colleagues in many places. A man who will survive even though he does not have a job.
Khaisan turned the vehicle into a large building that could also be a large house. Cut Ha thought that this was an inn owned by Khaisan's colleagues, people Khaisan would meet during his rare free time. Perhaps a very important person, until Khaisan prioritized this person.
Cut Ha felt that his guess was right. It was an inn with the inscription Home Stay on the glass and the front door. Like a modern stately house with Home Stay Te Ka inscribed on some corners of glass and walls.
Although not a hotel with many floors, but visitors who sit on the front sofa or lobby is quite crowded. Indicates if Home Stay Te Ka is selling and crowded with customers.
"Your friend is staying here?" cut Ha asked doubtfully as Khaisan continued walking through the lobby.
The man did not stop first at the reception, but continued to walk and approach a door. It turns out that the back door holds a mini garden and a swimming pool.
"Cut, pick one of the gazebos. Rest there. I'll meet my partner for a moment" Khaisan said, pointing at the edge of the field.
Several floor gazebos appear lined up there. Looks shady and comfortable.
Cut Ha walks away from Khaisan. Heading to one of the gazebos in a hasty step. The middle of today feels so hot. When Cut Ha turned his head, Khaisan was no longer in his place.
Only three-four minutes later, Cut Ha was sitting on the gazebo floor, and a man came with food and lowered politely in front of him. There is also a very fresh squeezed orange ice in sight.
"Who ordered it, bang?" cut Ha asked the man.
"I was only asked by the kitchen chef to deliver the boss pack order here. I'm sorry, I don't know whose boss, brother," replied the man, who stood up. Nodding small and then walking away.
Mr boss? Who is boss? Why is this food sent by people called boss sir? Is he Khaisan? Did Khaisan previously often stop and stay here, until they are familiar with the name of boss? Cut Ha was confused himself.
Although feeling reluctant and want to hold back, but the orange drink is very tempting. Cut Ha could no longer bear the thirst. A long-held thirst since waiting for Khaisan to perform Friday prayers at the mosque. Very relieved, the orange juice drink is indeed as fresh as it looks.
Almost half an hour, Cut Ha got tired of playing mobile phones, but Khaisan did not see him following him to the gazebo. Where the man found his partner. What was discussed until he was told to wait long enough digazebo. Cut Ha tried to be patient because he realized that participating in Khaisan was his own will.
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