THE LOVE OF THE FUTURE WIDOWER
the journey home
Simon's laughter of course broke, and replied to the eletric message on his phone, "Loe has a baby, let's let your friend try to get the best, ha...ha.ha..."
Simon who has been single even repeatedly he broke up, not a playboy may be said not to be a mate.
A moment later he entered the director's room, knocking on the door slowly of course before entering.
The ethics of a friend with a coworker is still maintained, although actually between Simon and Hermansyah is a strong friend since sitting in school.
"Excuse me, um, sorry to talk to Herman for a second, will you?" Simon came in and sat down at the director's desk facing Herman.
"Her.gua permit out broke, mo interracial Anjani back to his contract, pity tuh he seems sick, where limp again. Riding ojek today is not safe, and it should be inter cave. While the approach so let it be more familiar before the creation, he..he.he.." Simon cerocos and it has indeed become a habit.
Ehemm...
The voice of Mr. Baskoro who was beating, making Simon's grim face immediately changed.
"Okay o'm coming, all of you want to buy something for Kayla, let's go!" Mr. Baskoro does not care about the protest Simon will make.
"Ba..baik om, but om Baskoro better just tipped deh later Momon buy me to see you." Barat Simon because it is impossible to refuse the will of Mr. Baskoro.
Hermansyah from earlier was busy holding back laughter while holding her stomach, while looking at Simon's face which began to emit a hearty trick and wry smile.
"Pak Toni, please prevent the employee on behalf of Anjani Layang Abigail on her nametag, to wait in the post room for a while." Hermansyah called Toni at the guard post.
"Let's go home with Simon, you go home first,"
"Well Pa, keep the weathered bujang pa so fast practice, ha.ha ..ha... " Hermansyah's laughter exploded also in response to Simon's sneer that had felt failed at the initial trick of approaching Anjani.
Anjani rushes to the pantry and prepares to go out to the HRD room to say goodbye and give the paper permission from Hermansyah.
"Know... Anjani, geez what mistake did you make again...?" Mang Isan came in waves while blocking the path of Anjani.
"Didih mang, Jani did nothing wrong! It's Mr. Baskoro's mandate to be so, to take a break working for a while, not fired!" Anjani immediately made it clear to mang Isan his professional friend who also always paid attention to Anjani.
"Oh, I thought you were fired. Yes, the hunt will come home later the rain gojek not necessarily bring a coat too." Message mang Isan while shaking his head.
He walked down the spacious factory yard, then glanced to the left of the parking lot where his favorite motorcycle was still there with terrible conditions. Headlights that broke spartbor there are also broken in some places.
'aahh..tragis nian motor relics my father, hopefully time quickly receive the salary I will definitely take to the workshop.'
Staying with a slightly limping step of enduring the pain, Anjani headed for the security guard post.
Tin.tin.
Not even a few steps he passed from the parking lot of the motorbike, a car stopped beside Anjani walking.
But Mr. Baskoro also came out of the car and moved to the front door that had been opened by Simon.
"Loh om.., uh sir... Anjani just sit in front with me, you sit in the back to relax," said Simon as if giving a detailed understanding to Mr. Baskoro.
"Simon, unfortunately I'd rather sit in front, and let Anjani sit in the back without your pranks!" Whisper Pak baskoro while giving emphasis to Simon.
Anjani of course held back laughter, with the actions of the two men of different ages in front of him who were busy arranging a seat for him.
"Sorry sir, sorry Mr. Simon I have ordered an ojek online, I just ride the ojek." Then Anjani passed by those who were still busy arranging the seats.
"Anjani, go inside! We are equal to one goal, come on! Don't argue!" In fact, Mr. Baskoro is more able to handle the atmosphere created by Simon.
'om Baskoro! So it's off,. ck...' Simon grumbled in his heart, but what power.
Mr. Baskoro sat in the front seat and Anjani in the back, the car drove slowly through the security guard post, Mr. Toni greeted while bowing his body and closed the gate again.
The atmosphere was very quiet and stiff in the car driven by Simon.
Anjani was a little confused as to how, while the two people in front of him were both stiff, and silent without any sign they would open their voices even if it was just a small talk.
"Sorry sir, Mr. Simon... I went down the road ahead of it, to get into the alley I could walk, thanks to the ride, father," Anjani finally opened his voice from the silence.
The car was slowly docked to the edge of the asphalt and stopped, Simon also rushed to remove his seat belt out and opened the door for Anjani.
"Thank you again, father, Taun Baskoro," Anjani greeted him and walked slowly into a narrow alley where he and Melisa contracted for a small room that was enough for the two of them to live together.
Mr. Baskoro stared from inside the car without opening his glass, "Simon."
"Om straight home? You said you wanted to buy something for Kayla? It's okay Simon intervened, itung-itung find who knows tomorrow between Anjani again return to his house," muttered Simon Iirih, but what in the ear of Mr. Baskoro was able to catch the sound that Simon released.
"Don't ever look for opportunities in narrowness, if anyone finds out you're taking it out with Anjani, then I'll cut your salary by fifty percent" Baskoro said, stressing a little voice to Simon. He looked far ahead of Hermansyah's life which was very unstable in navigating the household with his chosen woman, increasingly disturbing his mind.
Simon played melancholic music that he used to enjoy, they were immersed in a situation that was difficult for them to express, two men of different ages and different expectations were in one car with a very stiff feel.
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To be continued 😉
keep save, healthy and happy always.
the spirit of fasting, may it be smooth and accepted by Allah SWT...
Greetings Dear Always By RR 😘