My cousin Maduku
Chapter 63

"Oh Allah .. This is why?." Riska panicked in the car after repeatedly trying to turn on the engine of the vehicle, but never turned on. Riska immediately loosened her gaze to all corners of the area.

"Alhamdulillah, there's a car repair shop." Riska monologues alone. Then, the woman immediately got out of the car after taking the clutch bag from the top of her car dashboard. Riska immediately took her footsteps towards the workshop. However, just a few steps from her car, the woman wearing black wedges was startled by the voice calling out to her.

Spontaneous Riska also moved to the side of the road. Riska observes the vehicle in front of her. Riska gasped in surprise when she realized who the man was calling her was. The man got out of the car and walked towards him.

"Why're you doing?." The man who parked his vehicle in front of Riska asked.

"don't know. Suddenly I broke down. Second car understanding." Riska puts on a bete face.

"You want to go to Rizki's house? We'll send it to the workshop first. Then we go together." said the man lightly. His hand also pointed towards the workshop which was not too far from their current standing position.

Riska was silent for a moment. As if I was holding something. Does he have to go with his boyfriend or book a taxi online?.

"Let's go to the workshop. Where's key?." The man wearing a solo batik shirt with a subordinate of cloth pants and pentofel shoes walked towards the workshop, after asking for the car keys on Riska. Riska could only follow her from behind without being able to protest. Because his four-wheeled vehicle needs service.

The situation of the workshop that is stretched aka not many cars that are serviced makes us served immediately by the workshop employee.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Mom?" ask the man in the workshop uniform. The man looked at us in turn.

"That's my friend's car breaking down. Please check, yeah." Vino's hand pointed towards Riska's red car which was located only a hundred meters away from this workshop. The big-nosed man handed Riska's contact to one of the male employees in front of them.

"Indeed, what are his complaints, mbak?." now Riska is asked for information.

"So suddenly went on strike, Mas. Do not know why?." said Riska what is. Riska is not too familiar with the damage to the car so it can only be honest.

The man in front of him who was willing to hold the key to his car was only a sign of understanding with his explanation.

"Mas, you stay yes. Make today complete." Vino warning men beeseragam wearpack the workshop.

"We try, Mas. If it doesn't mean it can be finished quickly. Let's see how it goes. Usually it's the battery." The man who was waiting gave a reasonable answer.

"Yes, usually if the strike is the battery. Therefore, later in the effort to be handled first yes. Let it go home to be taken." Vino again reminded the workshop officer. The man beside Riska was only greeted with a nod of the head by the employee.

After feeling enough, Vino left the workshop and brought his footsteps towards the car.

"Yuk, we leave with aj, yes." Vino's invitation is not directly Riska response.

Riska thought for a moment while glancing at the wrist watch. It's ten o'clock past twenty minutes. The show started half an hour ago. And Riska's still here. While the distance of Rizki's house is still far away.

"I'm waiting for a taxi online, yeah." Riska rejected it subtly. "Thank you for stopping and helping me." continued Riaka while cupping both hands in front of the chest.

However, Riska feels bad if she has to have a car with Vino, alone.

"Risca! it's noon already. If you wait for a taxi. You haven't ordered it yet, have you?." Vino looked at his face. Riska is still flinching.

Android that feels in the cloud owned by Riska also rings. Immediately open the handbag. Then Riska took out a sophisticated object from inside. Riska bites the lower lip when Firly's name appears on the phone screen as a caller.

"Be Fir. But right now my car is breaking down on the road. It might be late. Have you gathered all?." Riska asked back while looking at Vino who was standing near the car door.

"Already, have collected everything. You stay with Vino and another one who .. forget me. There are only three of you who are not present." Firly gave a statement.

"OKAY. Wait me. Don't disperse before I come." Riska.

"Yes, but don't leave us without certainty." Firly joked despite being wrapped in a serious-sounding voice. Firly then disconnects their phone.

"It's been waiting for, right? Come on now we're off. Later if you wait for a taxi." said Vino while opening the car door for Riska.

Forced Riska to follow Vino's wishes, hitchhiking her car.

"Thank you very much, yes. Already give me a ride." Just the word that slid off his lips after the car walked away from the workshop.

"Sama-sama Risk. I'm glad I helped you." The guy behind then looked at Riska at a glance while smiling.

Riska smiled at him. Suddenly, Riska's memory travels back in time. Time white grey.

Riska began to compare the face of this young man beside her with that of the gray-white age back then. There were some faces that did not change. His jaw is firm, nose pointed with a slightly wide lobe.

Riska immediately looked back at the road. Do not let Vino feel that he is noticing the change in his face.

Yes, that change of face happens so much. Almost 180° degree. Had it been that Vino had not rebuked him that time, until whenever he would not have been able to know him. Riska is completely unknown if not reprimanded and reminded first. Because the drastic changes are inversely proportional to his face in the past few years. And from here Riska agreed that money is able to change everything. Including the face of the man next to her.

The ringing of the smartphone on the dashboard sounds loud. Riska also glanced at a glance before finally the object was taken by its owner. Vino just checked who called without any intention of lifting him up. Then, put the sophisticated object back on the dashboard until the call itself off.

Can Riska hear a sigh of relief from Vino afterwards. But shortly afterwards it screamed again. Vino checked it again and then put it back.

Instead of answering Riska's words, Vino let out a long sigh.

"It doesn't matter at all he's just.." Vino's words aren't continued. He refused the call.

Riska.

"Ehm... Why didn't your wife come?." Riska deliberately lured him. All of you check the truth that is said gossip conveyed by Vishnu at that time.

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