Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 6. Sorry, yes Bang Ghazali.

Ghazali had dropped off passengers at a building not far from a large clinic. He did not expect to return to the area where he drove a beautiful Muslim woman. In fact, he had made the girl push his blind motorbike.

"This is the area where the adek sweet lives." Ghazali muttered with a smile. He then pulled over his vehicle when he found just a roadside hawker.

Because he got some good tips. Ghazali decided to replenish his stomach. He hasn't had rice since morning. Both of his concentrated eyes targeted a street vendor cart. Where the seller uses tents, tables and chairs.

"Order the batagor one yes, Mas!" ghazali smiled at the handsome teenage boy he saw sitting in front of him. The teenager reciprocated Ghazali's hospitality with a faint smile and a nod of the head.

"Wrap, what's eating here, Bang?" ask the seller.

"Eat here." Ghazali chose to sit next to the handsome teenager. Approximately, the teenager was thirteen years old. Before long his order arrived, and Ghazali could see how the responsible boy was eating voraciously.

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In the clinic.

Zahra had calmed down a little, because the mother had been taken care of. He let Umar's father wait for Maryam's mother. The woman was lying in a hospital bed, where she is currently receiving nutritional and vitamin infusions. Because Zahra had to go out looking for her brother, Adam. The second-grader of junior high school suddenly disappeared from the waiting room.

Zahra stood in front of the clinic, then looked to the right and left, where there were parking lots of motorcycles and cars. It also moved in another direction.

Then, Zahra tried to get out the gate, approached some salesmen with his wagon, there was siomay and batagor, cilok also basreng, krispy tofu, cute mole and meatballs and ice poci seller.

Crowded traders, because it is strategically located on the side of the road. Loading, Zahra combed one by one the carts that ran in front of the clinic.

''Enak also nih .. batagornya savory, sambelnya also, nampol,'' murmured, Adam while chewing. Teenager whose stature is a little contained this continues to comment on snacks that are laced with peanut sauce.

"St! Do not chew while talking, besides being able to make sprains, also have ignored adab when eating. "said Ghazali, trying to advise teenagers who chew while continuing to mutter it.

His rebuke made Adam smile clumsily and returned to eating while looking down.

"Astagfirullah, Adam!" zahra was restrained when she found her brother enjoying his meal. While he walked down the street around this street street vendors selling because of worry.

The sister was aghast, and spontaneously stopped chewing activities instantly.

"Sister!" shocked Adam immediately stood up and put on a annoying grin which displayed his row of flat teeth.

"Not to grin! You're this! Brother Cariin also from earlier, he was busy eating snacks again," Zahra said, although no doubt he also threw his buttocks on one of the chairs. Then take the glass mineral water and suck it up.

But a pair of beautiful eyes with pliable eyelashes were stuck on a figure who was staring at him at the right end of Adam, his sister. Zahra blinked several times trying to ascertain whether her vision was right and not wrong. But, the man wearing the Ojek driver's jacket online smiled at him.

"I'm a laper, brother, from home school belom to eat, at school was also not snack," replied Adam. Explaining his sister, Zahra turned to him.

Zahra gave a short nod, not too poking at the reason of her sister, because her mind was resting on a sweet young man but kumel who was sipping sweet iced tea.

"Kayak knows?" muttered, Zahra squinted his eyes at the young man who was engrossed in enjoying siomay and batagor doused with peanut sauce and soy sauce.

What is noticed appears to be a momentary pause, after finally he was able to master himself again. Ghazali simply answered his astonishment, Zahra glancing his eyes at the plate, as he continued to chew.

"Nganter customer, it's in the building next to the clinic," replied the young man in a green jacket that had been unloaded by his zipper, to reveal a black t-shirt.

Zahra nodded and decided to stop her interrogation, after feeling that the answer made sense to the sweet-haired youth.

With a bow while spending the rest of the food, the driver ojol as if not disturbed by the presence, Zahra.

"Em, coincidentally, Brother is still here. Later I can ask for help, right ... for anterin dad, me, home?" ask Zahra. Ghazali looked at him.

"It can be, it's easy" replied Ghazali lightly. Poked the food back on his plate and fork and put it back in his mouth.

"Don't use the app, what's the gapapa?" tanya, Zahra again and immediately the views of the two clashed.

"Could do! It could even be!" Ghazali, immediately got up and straightened his body.

Created a laugh at the handsome teenager, Adam.

"Thank God, thank you for your availability. Maybe, wait for about half an hour" Zahra explained.

Ghazali nodded.

"Then I go inside first." With a friendly smile, Zahra immediately stood up and picked up the drink and paid for it.

"You're back too!" Zahra stared intently at her sister. Thus, making teenagers who have a fairly sweet face, swallow.

Back in the clinic and it turns out there have been some friends of the father who came to visit. They were known by Zahra as friends of Umar's father, while still a pedicabeer, at that time.

They came to offer help to bring Umar and his wife home. No more renting a car. They make sure that their vehicle is safe. They also have not worked as rickshaw pullers for a long time. Because, turnover is getting quieter so they choose to work odd jobs. Sometimes work as a building porters or freight porters in the market.

"Thank you, Mr. Sobri. Be careful," said Zahra ushered in the return of the mother and father who rode rickshaw.

After the rickshaw carrying Mr. Umar and Maryam, passed out of the clinic parking area. Zahra quickly turned her legs back to the clinic to wait for the drug queue for her. Just now, he turned and was about to step up, suddenly someone called out to him.

"Mr ...!"

Zahra, also turned.

"Oh, Astagfirullah! Geez, I forgot that, Brother is still here," said the beautiful girl wearing the pasmina, clumsy, when the position of the brother ojek online chartered in front of him.

"I was, look, his dad, Mommy-"

"Sorry, yes, Bang. Me, I'm not using his motorcycle service. You see, suddenly my father was picked up with his friend's rickshaw," said Zahra with a confused expression. Because, he felt bad actually, had ordered so, Ghazali waited but did not use his services.

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