ANGKOT TAJIR DRIVER
AWAL
Oath today there are still good girls who want to nolongin people without knowing before what status? salute me to the girls! I still see this girl, without me knowing from earlier she called me.
"Mas mas, is anyone sick?" she said as she waved her hand in front of my face.
"What's wrong, thanks for the offer.What's not bothering him?" answer me politely.
"No mas, and yes do not call mbak dong. just call Nafisha or Icha," he said with a sweet smile. His smile was so bad, it made me lose it for a moment. But, hold the image.
"Oh yes, I mean Icha. Let me know Jejey," I reached out to him, and he responded by shaking my hand.
"Ok Jey, now come with me home," now he's got a helmet on his head.
"Well the tub motor?" ask me to doubt.
"Well, Jey got on the bike, did you want to walk?" answer her.
"Hehehe yes, what if I bring the bike, a screwy mbak?" I'm nawarin myself.
"What if you could bring a motor?" ask her a little doubt.
"It could be dong bak, Jejey would be great," I replied a little arrogantly.
"Whatever, but be careful until it crashes," he added again.
"Wouldn't crash the tub, just calm down with Jejey who this case," I said again.
I also directly ride the motorbike as well as his mbak. I immediately forward the metic motor owned by the mbaknya.
With the direction of his mbak, I drove the bike at medium speed and arrived at a page that is not so broad, and in it there is a house that can be said to be simple but good. me and his mbak got off the bike, and entered following his step mbak.
I sat in the living room of the house, while the mother went inside, a little while later came a middle-aged man and a girl who was roughly his age younger than his mother.
"Who's the tub?" ask the girl while glancing at me.
"That was, just want to go home mbak accidentally hit this mas," replied his mbak.
"Who's your name young man?" now it was the middle-aged man who greeted me politely, but was authoritative.
"I'm Jejey sir" I replied with a friendly smile.
"Where's Miss Jejey and where's she going?" ask her again.
"I'm from the village sir, my plan to the city want to run for work, but it was fitting in the way my bag was snapped sir," I lied, What is the reason I'm not too making up yak. I don't know, I hope they believe.
"Jejey's son, in a city of this size alone has no direction of purpose. earlier Icha had asked permission from the father, for a while Jejey son lived here," said the Father.
"Thank you very much sir, if there is no father or father somehow my fate," said I a little hesitant.
"Sama-sama son, oh yes this is also my son whose number three name is Indri," The father introduced his daughter.
"Halo bang I Indri, adeknya mbak Icha" said the girl named Indri.
"Hello deck, call me bang Jey," I replied.
"As long as Jejey wants to get to work, how about helping the narik angkot?" ask Father.
"Well sir, I'm coming. When do you think my sir is working?" ask me enthusiastically, How not to be disgusted? dapet free home ride, also offered work anyway, felt dapet durian collapsed me.
"If you don't mind Jejey tomorrow, work can be done as well" replied Mr.
"Well sir tomorrow I immediately work" added my spirit.
"Tomorrow let Icha aja who narik with Jejey sir, you are still sick," now the madman interjected.
"Tomorrow Icha holiday, the lecturer does not enter sir." said his mbak.
"Well if ndok ayu force, but be careful on the road. mr. nitip son of the girl nak Jey," said the father again.
"Well sir, Jejey will take good care of your son." Answer me.
"Ndok, take Mr. Jejey for a walk so that he poults the area here" said the father again.
"Okay sir, come on Jey with me," now the madam is out of the house first.
"There come along son Jey, you also want to rest in the room.if you need anything say do not hesitate," add the Father while moving from his seat to the room not far from the living room.
"Oh yes bang Jey, take care mbak Icha yes. also entertain him, because he just broke up from his girlfriend" now Indri whispered to me.
"Ok ready, brother will take good care of you" I replied.
"Good, sono left a while he was angry" added Indri.
"Yes yes, brother is leaving. Assalamualaikum," I said.
"Waalaikumsalam, be careful on the road!!" reply Indri.
I also came out of the house, to catch up with the mbaknya who had already come out first.
POV AUTHORS
Jejey and Icha go for a ride on Icha's favorite bike, they go around the city, and at the end Icha takes Jejey to the place he likes the most
Wow it turns out there is also a place as good as this in my hometown, just this time I go to this place.usually I if you want to vacation abroad, country, terbarnya own city is no less good with the places I used to visit so far, Jejey murmured in his heart.
"Jey I used to come here with someone" said Icha, visible from his face, stashed wounds, disappointed or something.
"Who's tub? mbak's girlfriend?" ask Jejey.
"Yes then, now it's the former," now Icha's facial expression turned Sad.
"I'm sorry if my question made her sad" I feel guilty.
"Why not Jey, do not call mbak dong. kayak his older you deh," Icah now laughs little.
"Yes yes, but the old word can not be replaced by adult that," Jejey replied a little cynical.
"Hehehe was joking around with Jey, oh yeah can't he be too formal? I'm you, just that we've known for a long time" said Icha.
"Emm well, from now on?promise?" Jejey replied as he stretched out a pinky.
"Yes we are victorious!" Icha also replied to Jejey's pinkie. Now the atmosphere was not as good as before.
"Oh yeah you said you used to come here with your girlfriend, right?" ask Jejey.
"Yes Jey, I'm the same he's broken up around a month" replied Icha.
"Can we break up anyway?" ask Jejey again.
"She's more choosy than I am Jey." replied softly.
"Maybe he's not the best for you Cha, spirit dong!!! you show the same ex-lo. lest you can be happy even without his presence," Now Jejey gives encouragement to his new friend.
"Thank you Jey" she replied briefly.
"From now on you don't have to be sad anymore, there is me now" said Jejey.
Icha only returned Jejey's words with a sweet smile that contained a million wounds.
