Dave & Si ( Love Syndrome)

CHAPTER - 3 Singh & Buk

"Brother Cool, the customer has come to pick up his bike. Are you done yet?" Buk shouted and asked his subordinates working in his brother's garage when a customer who had left his bike to change his rear wheel came to pick up his bike in the early hours of the day.

Big's shop opens and closes as the shop owner wishes. Thus the opening and closing time depends on the mood of the shop owner. But a lot of people come to use their service because of a good service at a very affordable price.

Sometimes Big also gives a rough knowledge to the owner of the vehicle on what matters he should take care of.

"Done, Bill is on the table, Buk. I'll push the bike out for the customer myself," Cool replied. So Buk went to his brother's cashier's desk before picking up the bill to check what work was done before thinking of the price as his brother had set and sent the bill to Cool to collect the money.

In addition to having to help his brother fix the car, Buk also has to sit and check the bills on his brother's behalf as well.

After collecting money Buk then got up to sit and fix another customer's car to help his brother as well as put the study into practice.

"Come on, a friend came to see you," a voice from the garage shouted cause Buk was working in the innermost area near the cashier counter.

"Yes," he responded before standing up.

"Who is it?" Buk mumbled to himself alone. His hands were stained with engine oil but he didn't intend to wash it yet.

He walked towards the front of the garage before stalling, his brows furrowed together when he saw Singh waiting leaning against his motorcycle

"Well, you're filthy," Singh said with a slight smile when seeing the condition of Buk. After finishing his business with the girl, he took a shower and dressed up to find Buk.

"Well, I'm working, not going to go for a model walk. So what are you doing here?" Buk immediately asked.

"Just passing by, so I came to say hello. Isn't Phi Big here?" Singh asked back sometime.

"No, you can go back now. You're being an eyesore," Buk stormed and chased Singh away.

"What? Are you chasing me away? Do you welcome your customers like this?" Singh asked back eagerly.

"So you came to me on business? I don't think so. But if you have come to get on my nerves, just go back," He pushed away, his voice still along with looking at Singh with incomprehension.

"Why? Can't friends come to see friends? Since Gap is flirting with Mail, we're all friends. And why do you have to act like you hate me?" Singha asked in a serious tone causing Buk to halt a bit

"And who made me hate you? You

like to come and bite on me first. So will you let me stay in peace? Then I won't hate you bastard," Buk yelled back.

"Well, you're making yourself look ugly," said Singh again.

"You bastard, why are you so annoying?" Buk promptly asked back.

"Well, I'm like this. I don't know how annoyed it is," Singh continued. Buk stood a little still with his brows furrowed together.

"What do you want, Singh?" Buk asked back with incomprehension as he couldn't quite uncover his hidden intentions.

"Ehh... nothing. Let's just say you and I are good friends. Or do you want us to keep hitting each other?" Singh asked again. Buk stood and stared at Singh's face for quite some time.

"Oh, okay, I'm tired of arguing with you too. But you have to stop getting on my nerves. Ok," he said reluctantly because he thought it was better to have a friend than to have an enemy. Plus they belong to different institutions.