The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
Chapter 64: Feeling that Tersi(k)sa

Vibration in the pants pocket, making Zayan who just parked the motor, reached out and pulled out the vibrating box object earlier. After removing the helmet, he spoke on the mobile phone.

"So, I don't have to go to college, do I, Man?"

"Yes, I'll go to your office, take Yuyum for a walk. In your town."

"Okay, I'll wait."

A smile adorned Zayan's lips after closing the conversation earlier. He was happy when he found out his best friend was one step closer to a girl. The man nodded his head as a colleague walked past him.

Today will be a different day than usual. Zayan has to take care of making his SIM card and get back to work later in the day. Right now, he would only ask his manager for permission, to leave the office for a few hours.

Zayan's eyes stared at Zulkifli's food stall as it passed by, heading for Satpas' office. The girl he expected to see, nothing. Although the shop already looks crowded by customers. A strange swish crawled the man's chest cavity as he looked at the motor matik that had just passed him. He wanted to look, but realized he was driving on the highway.

"What was that Indy?" Zayan Mummings.

In front of the stall, Mesha had just got off his bike. He took off his helmet, and rushed in. Meeting Sri.

"Newly come, Nduk?"

"Yes, Mom." Mesha reached out, saluted, then kissed the back of Sri's hand respectfully.

"If you haven't eaten breakfast, eat first."

"Already, Mom. Oh yeah, I'll be in tenth, out, Mom? Take friends out of town."

"Yes, it's nothing."

After talking to Sri, Mesha went into a small room next to the kitchen. Put the bag down, then put on an apron. Later, he began serving customers of stalls.

In the samsat office, Zayan sat in the waiting room. He glanced at the watch in his hand. At exactly nine o'clock, his name was called to take his finished SIM card. He was astonished, in this place, the administrative service was very fast. It seems that all the employees in the place are working professionally.

Underground parking lot Swarga Bentala Office, looks lonely when Zayan back. Only a janitor was seen carrying a few garbage bags in his hands. The man nodded politely as he crossed paths with Zayan. A few minutes later, the young man was already sitting behind his desk. Completed some pending work.

At lunchtime, Zayan decided to walk to the nearest restaurant. He wants to enjoy lunch at Zulkifli's food stall. At once, he wanted to meet or just see the girl who had lately made his heart ache.

The shophouse had begun to be crowded with customers, but Zayan did not see the girl he expected to meet.

Sri smiled when she saw Zayan coming. A tray full of food and drink was in the middle-aged woman's hands.

Zayan decided to help Sri as more and more customers arrived. He quickly finished his lunch.

"Don't, Mum! Let me just. It will be tired, you know."

"No, Mom. It's okay, it's-it's to burn my lunch calories, just now."

"Nduk Indy again came out, so I was alone. He said he'd come back at lunch. But this is why he hasn't come."

"I'll help until Indy comes, Mom."

Sri felt awkward, but she also could not refuse the kindness of the young man before her.

A few minutes had passed, Mesha had just arrived. Without taking off the helmet, he hurriedly entered the stall. Feeling bad has been gone for too long leaving her foster mother busy serving the pelaggan alone.

Mesha muttered softly, "Zay ...."

"Mother, Ndy. Please Zay help! Kasian will be exhausted." Sri called from across.

"Yes! Yes, Mum!"

Zayan turned his head towards where Mesha was standing. The man smiled. Reflexively, Mesha closed his helmet. He looked down, hiding his face. Both of the women's cheeks warmed up.

Customers started to get quiet, a few minutes before Zayan's lunch hour, ended. Sri is still holding it, serving some snacks and warm coffee. Mesha was forced to sit in front of the man. Duck.

"Thank you for helping me, Mom."

"Either. Are you looking for additional officers? Kasian Bu Sri if you don't have a kayak just now."

"Mmm. .. I told you I told you, but you said you didn't have to."

Zayan smiled as he watched the woman before him continue to look down. Though other girls, usually will try to attract his attention with strange behavior. Like her female colleagues in the office.

"Am I really creepy? Or so ugly that you keep bowing like that? Or maybe, you always keep your eyes on the opposite sex like this? Then, forgive the lassiness of my eyes."

Mesha gasped when he heard the sentence Zayan had just uttered.

"It ... not .. I ...."

"Not to be sad, usually also 'me-you', right?"

"Sa-eh, I .. I'm not as calm as you think. Just interested in the bracelet you're wearing. That's. No need to apologize."

Zayan wiped the smile off his lips. He's woken. As if reminded that there is a girl he wants to find because of the bracelet.

"Oh, this ...."

"I'm sorry if my question bothers you. No need to answer, no problem."

"This ... same bracelet, worn by a girl. I don't know the exact reason. But it was Mbahkung who told me to wear the same bracelet as the little girl. I forgot what the little girl's name was. All I remember is, I used to call him 'Echa'."

Mesha's heart beat very fast as the man before him, mentioning his nickname as a child. The woman ventured to ask something a little more presumptuous.

"Is that little girl really important to you? What would you do if you found it?" Mesha raised his face for a moment, glancing at the handsome face before him.

Zayan smiled, folding both his hands on his chest. Turn your face in the other direction.

"That little girl .. can be said, that was my first love. It was very strange at that time. Such a small child thinks of the opposite sex with 'unusual'. No, it's not like that, I didn't understand that feeling. But when I grow up, I just know that feeling, like the feeling of love like the other adults describe."

Mesha held onto his chest, holding his heart safe in his position. Afraid of things that are not how big it was thrown out. Even if it's impossible.

A customer arrives, Mesha immediately stands up and asks Zayan for permission to leave. He can't take it anymore. Worried about his feelings made him forget the land.

"But, lately, there's another girl who's constantly bothering me. I should what?" It was Zayan's last words that made Mesha waver. The woman walked over.

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