The He Is Abrisam (S1-S2)
Section 40

Winda walked into the office with a plastic bag containing three boxes of Tomi-ordered cakes. He went to the reception desk.

“Sorry, I want to meet with Mr. Tomi.”

“Oh mom Winda huh?” asked like that Winda nodded, “has been awaited by Mr. Tomi in his room, Bu.”

“That's it, if you'll excuse me. Want to go directly there.”

The employee smiled kindly, “please, Bu.”

Tok...

Winda knocked several times that door, “excuse me!”

“Log in!”

When hearing the voice from inside the Winda quickly opened the door and entered the room that felt cold.

“Eh, you are Winda. Please sit!” Tomi pointed at the sofa in front of her and sat down first.

Winda smiled and put the cake on the table before he actually sat down.

“I want to deliver an order Mr.”

“Thank you.” Tomi pulled the crackle closer and checked the cake, “oke, complete. How much is it all?”

“450 thousand only, Sir.”

Tomi took out his wallet and gave a hundred thousand as many as five pieces to Winda.

“No money fit, sir? I have no change,” asked Winda by looking at the money he received.

“You've taken it all, Win.”

“So it doesn't feel good I'm given bonus keep.”

“Nothing. All your cakes are delicious. I give you bonus.” Tom smiled at the end of his sentence.

“I received the money, Sir.” Winda keeps the money in his pocket, “izin back home. There are still orders for tomorrow that are not finished.”

Tomi stood up as the woman stood up from her seat.

“Sweetly when I want to chat more with you.”

Winda smiled clumsy, “sorry sir maybe next time.”

“Alright, be careful on the road Winda.”

The widow who had stepped on the four heads nodded and walked out of Tomi's room.

After not being able to catch the figure of Winda, this man stepped closer to the phone that was on his desk.

“Fani fast to my room!” he called his secretary.

“Excuse me, Sir. Can I help you?” ask the woman with the hair on the cepol after getting into this CEO's room.

“That's no cake.” Point Tomi on the table in front of the sofa, “please copy some, mixed only. Keep bringing it back here. The rest you share with other employees. If you want, please, just take it.”

“Good, Sir.” Fani immediately stepped out of her legs to pick up the crackles on the table.

“Oh yes,” said Tomi made Fani turn her head. The man is already sitting in his great chair again, “make me coffee too. As usual, it was.”

Fani bowed her head and nodded at a glance, “well, Sir.”

The woman with white skin and glowing was quickly out of the room with boxes of cake in the crackle.

Today Adira took Abrisam to her home. He said he wanted to study at home. Because the semester exam is getting closer.

“Sore Aunt,” greet Sam kiss the back of Winda's hand when the woman opens the door.

“You again?"

“Iya, Aunt. Ghost candidates come again.” Adira elbowed the guy's stomach and caused Sam to grimace in pain, “ada wrong?”

“Bacot is as good as jidat. Who wants to marry you?” reply Dira with sewot.

Sam sighed, “if already a girlfriend means that 50% will be a ghost or you want to increase percentages?”

“Means?”

“We fiancee so 80% will be ghost.”

Adira stuck out her tongue like she wanted to pull out her entrails, “ngarep lo want fiancee me.”

“Already don't fuss!” Winda who was standing at the door watching them try to break up, “are you here again?”

“We want to study together, Ma.” Adira turned first to answer.

“Oh that, come on in! Want to study outside?” Winda went into the house first.

“If there is a good one why choose a bad one, Aunt.” Sam and Dira followed behind.

“Benya thee. What do you want to drink?” Winda stood not far from the sofa, waiting for Sam to answer his question.

Sam took the backpack off his shoulder and kept it on the sofa, “don't bother aunty. Ice orange if there is.” Then he sat down.

Winda thumping lips, “wait a minute. Aunt takein first.”

“Dira also want yes, Ma.” Shouted Adira when her mother had stepped away.

“Gue change clothes first yes. Wait here just aja. Don't go anywhere!”

“Yaiyalah, where am I going?” ask Sam.

Dira giggled while laughing towards his room. Sam only responded with an annoyed snort.

While waiting for Winda and Dira to come back Sam down the living room with his eyes. His eyes with black irises captured several photos lined up on the wall, right behind him sitting.

Sam tried to stand up and pay closer attention. There's a picture of Dira still sitting in kindergarten. There is a complete family photo with Dira's father before he died. Dira and his brother also still look small in the photo.

“Perhaps, the guy who picked up Dira back then was his brother huh?” Sam muttered to himself as he saw a new photo of Dira and Dimas hanging on the wall.

“You're the same as dating?” Sam flinched and turned around. Winda was moving two glasses of orange ice and a plate of his homemade cake from the tray to the table.

“Iya, Aunt.” The guy sat back down.

Winda hugs the tray and stands upright again, “Dira never told anything to Auntie. Aunty thought it was just kidding you guys.”

“We're new too, Auntie. Maybe Dira hasn't told me yet. What's the matter, Tan?”

Winda noticed the appearance of Abrisam from the bottom up. Slightly messy, slightly torn pants on one knee, a shirt that comes out half, and not wearing a tie.

“Actually I regret that Dira was dating because she had to focus on school, but if she insisted on having a boyfriend I also did not forbid. But find the right girlfriend. Because what I heard from Dira, you often make trouble at school. So, better you guys just.”

Sam's face that had been crisp and excited is now suddenly lethargic and a little moody. The guy understands that Winda is acting like that. All mothers want the best for their children. What else is a child like Dira. Seen from any angle Sam is indeed less worthy of a match with Adira.

“Mama.”

Winda turned around when he heard Adira's voice behind him. The girl stood up while hugging the stationery and books to be used while studying.

“Mama tell you that?” Adira stepped closer to her mother, “Sam has changed, Ma.”

“Mama doesn't like it if you have to be in a relationship with this child. Find a better Dira.”

Dira smiled at the words of Winda. He understood his mother's intentions. The girl looked at Sam. However, Sam shifted his gaze as their two eyes met each other. Then Dira looked back at her mother.

“Mama don't worry. Dira can take care of himself. Dira also already knows which one is good for Dira or not. Sam has helped Dira a lot in English, Ma. Mom inget it ‘kan?”

“Ya is up to you.” Winda turned to Sam, “inget yes you, do not make my child cry or hurt.”

Abrisam nodded, “well, Aunt. Thank you for blessing us.”

Winda shook his head, then went towards the kitchen. Dira looked at Sam again. He immediately sat down in front of the table. Sam who saw it sat down.

“Alhamdulillah yes we have been blessed,” Sam said smiling happily.

Adira shuddered, “lo's words already we want to marry aja.”

Dira was tearing his books apart at the table.

“No, you don't want to marry me?”

The girl silently looked at the guy in front of her. The heart beats faster than usual. Saliva is also difficult for him to swallow. Then he regained his senses and quickly turned his face away.

“Well that wasn't messing with Sam. Must be ready to be born. You are still unemployed with marriage certificate.” Dira spoke while flipping the sheet of his written book, “from the marriage discussion mending us learn.”

“If I already have a job you want to marry me?”

“Depends.”

“Depends on what?”

Adira stopped writing something in her book, “if you become a big boss. Was that when you said it? Oh, so the shop owner. Well, if you've become the biggest workshop manager. I can still make the grandest race. I just want to be lo.”'s wife

Sam gawked to listen to Adira's words.

“Lo matre also yes?” The guy elbowed Dira's arm.

Adira was not offended. He laughed out loud at Sam's response.

Finally they were silent and seriously studying. However, it was only half an hour that things were calm. The living room was noisy again when Dimas entered his house carrying a cu*pang fish in a jar.

“Assalammualicum.” Because the door that is wide open Dimas just go in.

“Walaikumsalam,” Adira and Abrisam reply simultaneously.

“Eh, no guests.” Dimas put his cupfish on the table, “who is this, Dir? Lo's girlfriend?”

Adira nodded quickly. Sam furrowed his brows seeing Dira's reply.

“We ‘kan emang dating, Dir. How about a roll?”

Dira turned to Sam, my “mam*pus. Reflexes, bobble again.” Inner Dira.

“Oh so this sister already has a boyfriend. Why never tell? Must be afraid I'm mintain tax soan huh?” Dimas sat cross-legged in front of them.

Adira just nodded.

“Maybe Dira forgot, Brother. Oh yeah, this big brother who likes to pick up Dira at school?” ask Sam.

“Not just pick up. I sometimes also scream. What's the name lo?” Dimas extends his right hand, “Adimas Saputra.”

“Abrisam, Brother.” Sam shook the young man's hand in front of him.

Dimas pulled back his hand, “inget, never make my sister hurt!”

“Good, Brother.”

Dimas back up and take the fish cupnya, “see here I just bought fish. Continues complaints have the same temen. Uh, my fish is. Great right?” the story shows the fish in the jar.

Adira looks up to see that, “kayak boy behavior lo.”

“Bodo! What matters is that I am happy. Bye, I'm going to take a shower first.” Dimas passed towards his room while watching the fish in the jar.

“Jomblo direct order!” shouted Dira who was not reciprocated by the man who had a new hobby.