Ojol Vs Doctor Angry
Loss of HP

The sky above 3 high buildings made by the city government seems to have been evening. Seen an old woman with her daughter who is cool enjoying a bowl of meatballs talking no less cool. Occasionally glancing at the mang meatballs who had been holding back saliva stole a glance at the girl. And there were some heads from some windows who were also trying to take documentation and fantasize about the girl.

Fero stopped right in front of the meatballs and was still quietly silent on the motor staring at the two women in front of him.

"Eh! Sis, where the hell is my brother on the phone in wa from earlier tell pick up even not active hpnya?"

Friska put down her meatball bowl and instantly the sweet and pretty face turned into something scary for Fero even though for mang meatballs it looked adorable.

"Where's brother?"

The old woman looked at Fero with a relaxed face as usual.

Fero did not answer immediately but immediately went down and took off his helmet.

"Intervene!"

Babang Bakso immediately concocted a meatball order despite his heart as a wounded man. How not he was just as knowledgeable as Fero, besides the good looks of the new person's face the message reawakened how unfair God would be to his life.

'It's poor ugly again this me'

That is how his deepest heart speaks.

Fero sat next to Friska who was about to crowd her from her brother's dissatisfaction. But before Friksa had time to talk, Fero immediately mengcowel two cheeks Friksa so it looks funny face.

"Bawellllllllll basis! Hp kaka lost welsh bring."

Friska who has returned to her beautiful form after her brother released her pinch trying to calm her emotions.

"Yes, my sister was tired of lying by the river. Wake up hp already lost, fortunately the key of the motor I put in the pocket in the jacket if not possible can be lost also the motor. Same helmet for the passengers is also missing."

Friska and Ms. Rosida just looked confused at Fero who was even relaxed, as if he did not care about the problem and instead cool with a bowl of meatballs in his hand.

Meanwhile, sitting with indignation was certainly a woman at a diner in the middle of the city. Still looking at the phone in hands that can't go anywhere. Dozens of words and calls came out to the same number. But the number does not show its effectiveness. The food that has been ordered has now been cold eaten by the wind that back and forth from earlier. Without the slightest touch of food it is now left ordering to the cashier. Seeing from afar the food was still intact the clerk at the cashier offered to wrap the food.

"Why does the food want to be wrapped?"

The friendly smile of the cashier employee was unable to expel the sour face disappointed the buyer.

The clerk kept a friendly smile even though the woman who ordered just shook her head without a word coming out of her mouth.

"Thank you for ordering food here."

Marsella smiled at the employee before returning a wry face out of the place.

The officer in charge of cleaning the table only glanced at the woman who came out in lethargic steps and observed that the amount of food on the table was still intact as it was served and waved to his friend to ask for help of course.

"This Bro is a matter of love. Even innocent food is a victim. That's why I'm lazy if the courtship mending straight marriage."

"That's why you don't do jon jon."

The two servants laughed as they immediately cleaned up the food they might be able to eat in the back later.