Married to my Uncle Friend
Start ngojek
2 Days later, after the Devan and Cantika debate finally Cantika relented he could not force Alex (Devan) he would do a subtle plan so that Alex (Devan) did not get suspicious of him with all the lies he made.
The motorbike he ordered has also reached yesterday and today Devan will begin to motorize at the base. She is very eager to make a living she also learned yesterday to memorize the way around her place of residence and also learned to use Google map. So that it can make it easier for him to take his passengers later.
He only 15 minutes at the base ojek already got passengers can be handsome people ma strong attraction 😂😂.
"That can take me to this address" said the passenger while showing his address.
"It could be that I am anterine" said Devan.
"Well, it's lucky that you got the first new Alex to get passengers" said one of Devan's new friends.
"The name is also the sustenance of the Daus bang" said Devan.
Devan then leaves the base to where his first passenger wants him to be.
"Any new guy in this area? you never see it at the base of the ojek" said the woman who seems to be a teacher because she wears a teacher's official dress.
"Yes, I have only 3 days in this city of Surabaya" said Devan. The woman just nodded her head.
After arriving at the destination devan also left the woman was finished he paid the fare.
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Ampera and Aulia were in the library because the lecturer did not enter because there were relatives who died.
"Ra, how's your husband doing is there any word from his men?" ask Aulia.
"Not yet au, please help pray yes hopefully my husband is fine there and can be found quickly" said Amera while staring at his best friend and then Focus on reading his book again.
Likewise with Aulia he also continued reading his book, they both prefer to spend time in the library if there is an empty hour like this.
"God, my husband has been missing for almost a month, please meet me with him. I miss my husband so much" Inner Amera.
After being satisfied to read Amera and Aulia decided to go to the cafeteria because she was hungry and had already entered lunchtime.
Skip canteen.
Amera and Aulia were already sitting on the empty seats, and started discussing what to eat.
"Ra, what do you want to eat?" ask Aulia.
"What if we eat meatballs" suggested Amera.
"Good idea, let's eat meatballs" said Aulia.
On the other hand, Raka has information about Devan's whereabouts now but she can't be rash because she doesn't know exactly what happened to her best friend.
"Giman Ra, have you heard of Devan's whereabouts?" han asked as he looked at his best friend with a demanding look.
"Yes, you can't see it as usual! don't get rich fighting that. I have found the existence of Devan ", Raka said with a casual face while sipping her cold drink that had been ordered earlier.
Raka and Han were meeting at the restaurant all over lunch.
"Seriously you Ra! you're not lying anymore, are you? where Devan .... quickly tell me, I have to immediately under him come home" explained Han.
"Patience used to be han" said Raka who was upset with her friend who she thought was impatient.
"How can I be patient!! Devan's been missing 2 weeks over Lo, you don't go crazy" Han angry at Raka.
"meaning? I'm getting confused as to what exactly happened to Devan" Han asked. Then Raka began to tell him everything his men had told him.
"So this is from the search for information from my men, Devan lives with a beautiful doctor who is a widow with one child" explained Raka.
"Widow?" ask Han.
"I don't know for sure why Devan can stay with the woman so we can't immediately take Devan home, we have to know first what really happened to Devan" said Raka.
"How did Devan get to live with that woman? it's like something's awkward" Han explained.
"You're right, and worse yet Devan is now a motorcycle taxi driver" Raka said with a slight laugh, imagining the wealthy businessman now Mala a motorcycle taxi driver.
"What!! how come? Devan is very anti-motorcycle, this makes me suspect something must have happened to Devan" explained Han.
"I also think the same with you, so we have to investigate them again. Oh yes they live in the xxx area" explained Raka.
Hearing that Han breathed a sigh of relief, Now the task is reduced a little to find information about Devan again so that he knows what happened to his best friend and boss.
He decides not to tell Devan's family first while Devan bum can be downstairs, he doesn't want Devan's family to worry more later.
*****
Sorenya Devan just arrived home with a toy for Rani from her ngojek earlier, it is not expensive but she hopes Rani likes it.
Devan immediately stepped foot into the house and already smelled the smell of cooking he was sure it must be the smell of Cantika cuisine.
"Father! finally papa returned home Rani has missed Lo all day not to see papa" said Rani then squatted Devan's hug.
"Papa is also dear, papa misses papa's little daughter very much. Oh yes papa has something for you" Devan told Rani who was staring at him.
"Something! what pa?" ask Rani curiously.
Devan immediately took out the plastic bag he kept on the floor earlier and immediately gave it to Rani.
"Wahh! thanks pa" said Rani happily.
"Well, dear to you, do you like the gift" asked Devan.
"Like pa" Rani said with a smile.
"Mas Alex should not try to buy Rani toys better Devan's money keep it" said Cantika was not happy.
"Nothing can, oh yes this is my income today. I got 350 thousand passengers quite a lot, 50 I bought for Rani dolls" Devan told Cantika.
"Save it to myself, I still have money" Cantika explained.
"Can't, you're the one who keeps the mas can ask if you need it" said Devan then smiled and then he went from there to his room.
Cantika smiled while holding the money Devan gave her. "This is money given by others, it turns out to be very pleasant to hold money from others" Cantika said.
"Mama kok nangis" asked Rani when she saw her mother crying.
" mama didn't cry baby, these are happy tears" Cantika said. Rani just nods her head and gets busy with her doll, while Cantika returns to the kitchen to continue her cooking.
...TBC....
