
"Agy Daag! Pick me up at 5pm! Watch out late!"
Eli waved his hand and walked into his piano course room.
That fucking witch!!
It should be our team that wins but why now is she the one who is pretending to be the queen?!!
Even now I have to pick her up?!!
*flashback*
Since their team lost, I punished him as well.
"You're asking me not to bother you during the school holidays? It's so easy."
"Huh? You say it's easy when you're always in someone's room!"
"What can we do, we're neighbors! Our mother was a close friend! It's become one of my life's routines."
"Therefore, the supreme princess, only during the holidays can she not appear before me?"
"All right, I'll try."
But reality.
Morning: the morning:
"Angie! My mom makes pudding! Love your mama!"
Daytime:
"Say next week we'll go camping, let's go shopping together for necessities!"
Night: the night:
"Sir Vira!! Bad brother Ray said he didn't want to guarantee his laptop!"
Every day he shows up at my house as if ignoring my request.
*Finish is done*
The holidays are just beginning and he's acting like this?!
Even now I have to take her to a course, just because no one at home can drive her?!
Crazy chick doesn't know the rules!
Or am I the one who cannot avoid it?
When thinking of a way to get away from it, suddenly my motor matic who had been healthy, just stopped.
Whatisthis? Why is it like this?
I tried to start but there were no results.
I finally pulled my bike over to check on him.
Is the water gone? Engine trouble? Clogged exhaust?
There's nothing wrong with that. Then why stop?
From far away I saw Moge (Motor Gedhe) approaching and pulled over beside me.
The owner of the Moge came down still wearing a helmet and offered to help.
"Can anyone help?"
"Thank you, there seems to be a problem..." I said as polite as possible, happy to get help.
He opened his helmet and instantly his long, curly black hair fluttered in the wind.
The girl approached my bike to check it out.
That girl opened my motorcycle seat.
The girl checked her.
"It looks like there's a problem in the battery" said the girl.
Hold still.
A chick?
She chick?!!
"I don't need your help. Please go."
I said as impolite as possible, lazy to deal with foreign girls.
"Come on! Come to my workshop! I'll fix your bike!"
Looks like he's a budg.
"Do you need a tow truck? Or do I help push your bike?"
He's the type that I can't talk to, so I tried to ignore him. That way I thought he was gone, but he took his HP and called someone.
I went to check my own bike. He said the one with the problem. Motorku uses dry battery. Looks like it's time I had to change the battery. If it is the end of the problem, there is nothing I can do but replace it.
I then opened up HP to check the location of the workshop.
Near here there is one but I ignore it because I think it must be a moge chick workshop earlier. So I looked for another workshop location. 1.6 Km, looks like I can walk there to buy a new battery.
Just as I closed my HP and put it in my pants pocket, there was a pick up car that stopped right in front of me.
"Please help me get this bike!"
The moge chick was still here and even pointed at my bike at will.
"I told you I don't need your help!"
"Defuse people for help!" he said casually do not feel guilty for carrying away people's motorcycles at will.
Whatever. Most up there will also be left behind.
I thought so but why is he working on my bike?!
Starting from taking out the battery, opening the lid with a screwdriver, then electrocuting it, all he did himself.
"Non't you need help?" ask a worker.
"I can do it myself, thank you."
He looked very serious about tinkering with my bike.
Just be careful if my bike gets damaged.
I waited long enough, but I didn't feel like time was flowing so fast. As long as he fixes my bike, I can't somehow take my eyes off him. His figure reminds me of someone...
"Now!"
I came back from my daydream.
He stood in front of me and handed me the keys.
"For a while I've been electrocuting him. But my advice should be replaced soon."
So cool of him! After my motorbike is tinkered, then give advice at will.
"You work here or what?" my question is not out of curiosity.
"Yes, this is my workshop. I live on top. If you want to change batteries can be here."
Which girl works in the workshop? Couldn't he have lied more convincingly?
"Let me give you a free service!" he said grinning while giving a thumbs up.
Free service? I'm more suspicious of him.
"There is a guarantee that your bike is damaged. Believe me, I've been working here a long time!"
Maybe because I was just silent, he took my bike and took it to the road. After that he started to start his engine until it went on.
"It can!"
It's true the motor is on. I hope it doesn't blow up in the middle of the road and I hope to make it home.
"Don't think too much! If there's anything, just come here!"
...****************...
"Angy why did you pick her up so long? Why can't you tell me it's too late?"
It's true that the motorbike that the moge girl repaired was fine. I could even use it to drive my heavy mother to one of his stores.
Because my bike that had broken down earlier I was late to pick up the magic grandmother as a result of which she nagged throughout the trip.
But I was just silent still thinking about the safety of my bike.
A little thought of the moge girl in the workshop earlier too, still surprised because she was wrong location. Still can't believe a woman who actually owns my bike.
"Tumben very in gini? Where do you have angels from?!"
Unknowingly we got home.
"There home! Watch out to appear before me again!"
"Huh, just praised the angel directly turned into a demon!"
Tired all day back and forth on the road so a private gojek, home I wash my hands and go straight into the room to lay down on the bed.
Because now I am on vacation and often unemployed at home, I am always asked to be picked up by my brothers. They used to ride online, but to save them now use me. Usually Vira's sister also goes with Ray's sister, but somehow it seems like today her boyfriend is sick.
Eli's father was on duty out of town, so Eli's sister I took the shuttle. Mommy can drive a car, but because the papa is used so yes I am all that lasain.
It seems that if I work here so gojek online, maybe I can get rich with a schedule like this every day.
Just by being on the road back and forth to drive people like this alone it feels like the whole body becomes sore. I think of online drivers with their noble duties. It feels tired from the road.
Plus today I met a weird workshop girl who just fiddled with my bike like that.
Thought she somehow tired me a little lost and I fell asleep.