Bad Boy Agents

Thanks

“Hatchu! That's the first word. WATCH OUT!!! That's the second word. Hold on, that's the third word,” Shaka said as he folded his three fingers one by one.

Gayatri smiled wryly. “Hatchu is not a word,” said the girl with her hoarse and slightly large voice. He also still did not expect that his voice would return after this long while he could only have a dialogue in his heart.

“Hahahaha Shaka laughed loudly, not only at Gayatri's chimpanzee, but because of the content of his words. Then the man stared fixedly at Gayatri. “Thank you for worrying me,” he said in earnest. He was very sure Gayatri's reflexes happened because the girl was worried about him.

Gayatri does not chim. He moved from his place to get a goodybag and passed briefly into the clinic. I don't know what the girl did which obviously seems like this girl is familiar with this veterinary clinic.

Not long after, Gayatri returned with a bowl, plate and glass. Complete with a spoon and fork. The girl put everything on the folding table that she moved to in front of Shaka. He set it up there and took something from inside the orange-colored godybag. A packet of rice and soto that is still hot.

Shaka was quite surprised, seeing what Gayatri brought. He kept looking at the girl who spilled the soto in a bowl and filled the plate with a packet of rice. The spoon he brought he thrust at Shaka.

”Lo told me to eat?” asked Shaka who was staring in shock. He could not hide his smile being held back. Sweet girl too.

“Hem,” only that Gayatri authorization. Grabbing Shaka's hand and cramming the spoon in Shaka's hand.

Shaka smiled broadly at his hand holding a spoon, not thor but his hand that Gayatri had held for a while.

“Okey, I ate,” Shaka said in the end. The man took the plate, added the soto sauce on top of the still-warm rice and mixed it.

“Emmh, delicious,” said Shaka when a mouthful of rice has entered his mouth.

Gayatri only smiled faintly, letting Shaka enjoy his food while he prepared the drinking water and medicine he had bought at the pharmacy.

“That's a medicine for humans, right? Not for cats?” Shaka immediately asked.

Gayatri did not immediately chimed in, she looked at Shaka with annoyance. Does this guy not believe him?

“Gue is just afraid you bought the wrong medicine, do not be angry. What matters is that it's medicine for humans, right? Handsome man model I mean.” Shaka seemed to understand what Gayatri's sharp gaze meant to him.

“Not, it's medicine for apex,” say Gayatri with cold.

“Hahahaha Shaka even laughed out loud hearing Gayatri's voice with her wet raspy voice. It seems like the vocal cords of this girl are not yet straight. The resonance is still disturbed.

“Uhuk! Uhuk!” Shaka coughed as he laughed.

Gayatri immediately took a drink and thrust it at Shaka. Helping the man drink to put him in the mouth.

Shaka immediately sipped a drink, but in between he still looked at Gayatri with a line of smiles. No problem he waited a long time for this girl to make a sound, because it turns out his voice is very easy to remember and continues to buzz in his head.

After drinking, Shaka continued eating with vigor. He still looked at Gayatri and occasionally teased the girl by bribing her. Gayatri did not react much, just brushed off Shaka's hand slowly and turned her face to look at Shaka's motorcycle out there.

“Lo already used to ride big motor huh?” shaka asked suddenly. The food on his plate was gone and he had taken a bitter-tasting antibiotic medicine on his tongue.

“Lo preferably a flip-flop. I do not want to break the Supreme doctor to disturb,” said Gayatri without answering Shaka's question.

“Hem, okay.” Shaka nodded obediently. He let Gayatri clean his cutlery, wash it for a while in there and come back after it's all done. With her right hand the girl gave a black scarf that she carried in a goodybag. It feels warm because it may be exposed to the warmth of the soto sauce.

“Lo can not use a helmet, so use this scarf so as not to get cold,” said the girl again.

Shaka was flabbergasted, tonight this girl gave him a lot of surprises. It seems, with Gayatrilah actually the party was passed by Shaka. The Gayatri sound becomes a melody that gives warmth and calmness.

Shaka took over the scarf and wrapped it around his neck. It feels warm especially when there is a knitted-shaped writing on the edge. ‘Aya’ name written there.

Gayatri took Shaka's helmet and gave it to the owner along with the key she had been holding.

“Motor lo where?” Shaka did not see any Gayatri motor mats near the clinic.

“Lo come home, don't think of me.” That's the only thing Gayatri said. He plans to borrow the bike of the doctor Agung for his vehicle home.

Suddenly, Shaka puts his helmet on Gayatri. “Boncengin me, my head is still dizzy. Later after your house, I brought the motor.” The man is good at giving excuses.

Gayatri's eyes only blinked inside Shaka's full-face helmet, but did not protest. He was just thinking, it seems like this time he can't lie anymore about his address.

"Don't think too hard, I want to go home" Shaka said, patting the top of his helmet and making it fit in Gayatri's head.

"Damn!" someone was upset apparently.

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No choice, Gayatri actually went home with Shaka. The girl who was holding the steering wheel, drove Shaka's motor at medium speed. Shaka watched throughout the journey he was on. The location of this clinic is about two hundred meters from the scene they are currently passing through. That means Gayatri walked far enough to carry him.

“Gue weight no Yes?” the important question was asked Shaka without hesitation.

“According to lo?” that was Gayatri's only answer.

Shaka smiled as he looked at the eyes of Gayatri who was focused on the road they were going through. Shaka becomes aware of the way Gayatri controls her iron horse. When the turn is so smooth, the way he changes the RPM is so soft. It seemed like this girl was completely used to this mode of transportation.

Although many things began to Shaka know from a Gayatri, this girl still gave him curiosity. Too many surprises given Gayatri and made the corners of her lips continue to arch her smile.

At the fork, Gayatri turned left instead of right as he had done. Shaka is increasingly convinced that the girl once outwitted him. Within a few hundred meters, there was a soto shop with a picture of a woman with a hair roller holding a spatula, as its icon. Maybe the woman was named Mpok Mira according to her regional name.

Not noticeably, Shaka's motorbike stopped in front of the store. It was closed because it was late enough. Shaka went down first, followed by Gayatri who turned off the engine and standardized Shaka's motor for a while.

“At the end of this factory, you turn right, later meet the roundabout you take the one to the left. It went into the main road. After that you must be familiar again to nyari jalan puang.” explanation was given Gayatri to Shaka.

“Hem, okay. I went back first,” timpal Shaka who then climbed on top of his mount. He stared for a while and looked at Gayatri.

“Why?” the girl asked, confused because Shaka did not leave either.

“My helmet, neng,” Shaka says with light weight.

“Oh,” Gayatri just realized that he was still wearing Shaka's helmet. Quickly Gayatri took it off and gave it to Shaka.

“Senin scorsing I finished. Help me do my duty yes,” said the man while taking over the helmet from Gayatri's hand.

Gayatri does not respond to Shaka's request, “Balik gih!” that was the last sentence he said before he left first for his alley.

Shaka notices the direction the girl is passing through her rearview mirror. When he was no longer seen, he left. Without Shaka knowing, Gayatri still remained silent in the narrow alley, hiding behind the walls of her shop and peeking at Shaka silently. The girl gave a small smile for a moment after seeing Shaka leave from before her.

“Thanks,” he said from the bottom of his heart. Today the man helped her. He has even helped Gayatri meet her old self.

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