Sagaras
Season 2

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As Christ wanted, both of them were driving their own vehicles. SyahRaa with his luxury car and Christ with his big bike, he is not a racer but quite good at conquering the highway.

There is no definite purpose where they will fill the stomach, SyahRaa just follow where the direction of the motor is now there in front of it.

Until slowly, the two-wheeled vehicle pulled over in one of the simple restaurants.

SyahRaa went down along with Christ who opened his Black Fullface Helmet. He approached his friend not while smiling, because in fact the smile never faded at all.

"The soup is very good, make it warm to fit, yuk," asked Christ.

"You know, the wind is quite good again," replied SyahRaa who certainly did not reject Christ's invitation.

The two entered with SyahRaa who succeeded first one langakah. Honestly, this made him curious.

When all the seats are empty, inevitably they eat in the lesahan section which is only at the table while both sit on ordinary mats.

"It's always crowded, easy to let the food fit on your tongue yes," said Christ who was actually hesitant, but he has no choice at this time.

"What's wrong, all the food is the same in my opinion. The origin is halal and delicious," replied SyahRaa while chuckling.

Indeed, no matter how rich his family if hungry to eat with an omelet alone tastes delicious. Moreover, Ibun comes from another city which is certainly food that is served more varied flavors.

After choosing food according to taste, the two still chat with sitting position facing each other, there is only a wooden table as a barrier divider of two human bodies are kasmaran.

"Next week I'm home, my cousin's sister is getting married, we can still get in touch, right?"

SyahRaa who was shocked did not immediately answer, until her name was mentioned many times then the girl realized.

"Work home you mean?" ask SyahRaa.

"Yes, Mama just said this morning, very sudden indeed," replied Christ yanh actually wanted far away today to say this to SyahRaa so as not to be surprised.

"Neither plane, right?"

Christ shook his head with a smile, and guess SyahRaa was finally right.

"I got on the train, and continued to ride the sea-head, saving quite a bit of fare" Christ replied with a faint smile engraved on the tip of his lips.

SyahRaa did not dare to say anything more, he just did not want to offend Christ because a little more already know the origin and what kind of family the man in his village there.

After all, their food has now been presented on the table ready to be enjoyed.

Eating while talking a little, even occasionally throwing jokes makes time not feel quickly passed. Intentions want even held back by Christ.

"Let's go, there's a voice call. You can do it here first. I'm not sure if there's still time to be at home" said Christ, while SyahRaa is still weighing her friend's request.

"Truely, there's not much time. I also had a chance to see the place near the direction of going to the toilet right?"

"Yes, you're right. Let me wait here yes," said Christ again who made both eyebrows linked.

"You-you, aren't with me?" ask SyahRaa.

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You're enough, because of me...