Ariana For Rangga
Episode Two
It was late afternoon when their activities were over.
After saying goodbye to the children of the home, Arin and his friends rushed away and regrouped at Merdeka Square.
"Thank God, our activities today are going well. Thanks for the cooperation, guys.. In the future God willing we will continue to carry out activities that are beneficial to society."
Said Dian just before they disbanded from the place.
"God willing, may in the future more and more people whose hearts are moved to help others."
Reply Arin with a smile.
"Aamiin.."
Answer the other friends simultaneously.
"Of my friends, see you again at our next activities.."
Finally one by one Arin's friends disbanded.
"Arin, mbak personally also want to say thank you very much to you. Because in this activity you are the most instrumental to find donors and give ideas of our activities."
Says Sister Dian sincerely.
"Sama-sama.. It should be me who said thank you, because mbak Dian allowed me to join friends in this community. It's great to be able to share and entertain the children of the home."
Reply Arin with a smile.
"Oh yeah, where are you going? Want to go straight home?"
Ask Mbak Dian.
Arin stared at his watch for a moment, then shook his head.
"Kalo go home also gig anyway mbak, because soon schedule on water. I say yes first..
Assalamualaikum.."
"Getishalight."
Answer mbak Dian.
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"Assynolajet.. Hi pal Hitz, meet again with Arin tonight at CINTA (Curhat Interactive But Fun).
Arin will meet buddy Hitz until nine o'clock tonight, of course with the outpouring of your heart that maybe tonight is dispelling anxiety languish like the weather out there.."
Arin starts opening the show on his water.
And due to the heavy rain, Arin's friends are forced to cancel their intention to accompany Arin in the studio.
At nine o'clock in the night, Arin finally finished airing and prepared to go home.
Gilang has also started airing, replacing Arin.
Outside it was still raining, but Arin still rushed to go home on his motorcycle.
While on the way, suddenly Arin's motorcycle broke down.
He tried to re-ignite it, but failed.
From a distance someone who was riding on a motorcycle seemed to notice Arin.
The man stopped his motorcycle, right in front of Arin.
With his athletic body he went down the motorcycle and walked closer to Arin.
"Why the hell is mbak?"
Greet the stranger.
Arin looked at it for a moment.
"I don't know, I'm suddenly on strike. It was still okay."
Answer Arin.
"Let me check first, maybe the gas's gone.."
Said the man who then helped Arin check his motorcycle.
The gasoline is still full, but the motorcycle cannot be turned on.
"Mbak, like a motorcycle battery mbak already soak nih. Must be taken to the shop. I happen to know there's a workshop nearby, let me help you."
The man's proposal.
At first Arin felt doubtful, afraid that the man who was trying to help him had bad intentions.
And as if understanding with Arin's doubtful gaze, the man smiled sincerely.
"This is my motor key, and this is my wallet. In it there is a KTP, SIM, STNK, and several ATM cards.
If you think I'm going to have bad intentions, you can't keep that as a guarantee. I just want to help, nothing more."
"Sorry, can I check the ID first..?"
Arin said to reassure his heart.
The man took out a ID card from his wallet.
Arin looked closely at the data on the ID card and matched the man's face with the one in the photo.
"Mas isn't a real citizen here, is it?"
Arin asked when she saw the man's address was out of town.
"No, I'm actually here to attend my friend's wedding. And this is my first time in town."
Answer the man honestly.
"So, how do you know that there's a workshop nearby?"
Asked Arin with a probing look.
"It just so happened that this afternoon that my motorcycle tire was leaking nearby, and one of the people here who helped me showed me the nearest workshop.I took him to the workshop down the street."
The man answered while pointing forward.
"Ooh."
Reply Arin briefly.
After the man left his motorcycle in one of the street stalls, he helped Arin push his bike as they walked towards the workshop.
"Ooh, so this guy works at the hospital.."
Arin said after hearing a little about the man who helped her who was five years older than her.
"Yes, Alhamdulillah. Although the salary is not too big, God willing can still save for the future."
The man said plainly.
"Ehm, just call Arin aja mas."
Said Arin awkwardly.
"Okay Arin, you can also call me Rangga."
Reply to the man.
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"Mbak, the motor battery is soak. Should be replaced with a new one. But in this workshop, there happens to be no new battery stock, the auto parts store at this time has also closed. If you want, the bike is in the first place. Tomorrow after he's changed I can take it in this workshop."
Speak to the mechanic of the workshop after checking the cause of damage to the Arin motorcycle.
"Oh yes, yes, I live first. I'll take it tomorrow."
Answer Arin.
"Where's Rin?"
Ask Rangga who just returned after taking his motorcycle that he had just put in a street stall five not far from the workshop.
"Montirnya said that he was soak, but they did not have a new stock of batteries. So tomorrow can only be taken because the auto parts store at this time is closed."
Answer Arin.
"Hmmm.. Yaudah, let me anterin you go home."
Tawar Rangga's.
"eeh, no.. No need to. This is all I've been very grateful mas Rangga help push the motor I came here. Rangga must also go home."
Reject Arin.
"What's wrong, let me just anterin. Any danger if the girls come home alone these nights.."
He is also a danger. Also known not, suddenly as good as it intends to help. There are no shrimp behind the Rempeyek.
Inner Arin.
"Rin, let me drive you home. You show the way. You know, I'm not a citizen here. I don't know this area."
Rangga resuscitated Arin.
Arin thought for a moment.
"Ehm, okay, but really no nicotine?"
Ask Arin.
"Not bother at all."
Rangga replied with a sincere smile.
Finally that night Rangga drove Ariana back to her home while having a light conversation during the trip.
