BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 73: NOT CALM

Whether intentionally or not, Pras did not go straight up to meet people who specialize in measuring his body. So that he was even more late to go up, to do things that Dirga would also do while on the second floor of the Boutique.

But Dirga is a polite and sweet Brondong always. So that he respects men who are more mature and older than him. More professional than him, in any field. Including being able to marry a woman named Pearl Andini. And that was enough to make Dirga feel envious, for some reason.

Dirga initially seemed to sit quietly looking at Pras, while waiting for the queue to take measurements. However, his calmness turned a little tense. When his phone rang in his pocket.

“Iya ... What is it?” sahut Dirga with a flat voice and a little firm on his interlocutor. Sounds unenthusiastic Dirga received the call.

“Hah How can I ..?” he continued with a louder tone than before. After pausing to listen to the interlocutor convey information at the end of the device.

“Shortly. I'll call again.” Close Dirga. Because the turn is to be measured. And then it was Pras who chose to sit down to pay attention to Dirga thoroughly. From the head to the feet.

Honestly, Dirga awkward in the eyes of Pras oleg. In addition, his cellphone continues to sound, because the chat was not finished.

“Thank you first mas, the call. Coincidentally that guy has no queue.” Said the measuring man.

“Oh .. don't Sir. Finish it.” Answer Dirga.

“Any time important.” Said again.

“Ga papa's. Let's quickly finish.” Dirga's orders later. And put his phone on the chair, right next to Pras who was sitting, like he was waiting for him.

But the man who was next to the ringing cell phone was Pras. So even though the ringing as often as anything will not make it disturbed. He just glanced, saw the name or profile that has since disturbed the peace of Dirga who is not disturbed.

“Iyaa .. how?” Dirga is done with the measurement process. Soon he picked up the phone next to Pras. With a slight smile, he walked away, while receiving the call.

“Ya trus how?” he continued to the interlocutor.

“Couldn't Be Taken. Brother can't go anywhere. Just finished KKN, my money, it's been exhausted a lot. As long as KKN can not get money.” Continue in a rather slow voice while going down the stairs.

“Can ... Sister can be for a little. But if you have to go there it is impossible. Big brother use motor. 4 hours drive is long and tiring.” Answer again.

“Not willing to take responsibility. But you can't get there that fast. Ngawur, brother use what?” Resume next.

“Iya .. okay. The steps you take are correct. Brother thank you guys. But, I can't help much.” The answer seems frustrating.

“Why don't you watch mom on the road?” ask Dirga. It seemed like the call was from his family members in the village.

“Sorry, I didn't promise. But will try to get there.” Dirga sounded weakened and relented. It was free to continue to refute the request across there, which was heard roaring with tears.

“What's up?” dirga's shoulders clapped someone from behind, when Dirga was only stopped in the middle of the stairs. Do not want to continue down the stairs, for the sake of focusing on talking in his dress.

“Need help?” tawar Pras who is always ironic talk right.

“Oh .. not Om. Safe. Kok.” Lying Dirga does not want to trouble anyone.

“Hallo .. yes don't. Desta How do you live alone?” Dirga responded to the incoming voice call again.

“Gak .. No need. I'll go there later.” Knot Dirga answered.

“Iya.., now also.” Continue, so that the interlocutor is calm.

“Yes, what does your brother have here?” Shamelessly Dirga dirgab calls it, even still near Pras who stands sculpting.

“Iya .. later sister kabari.” Said Dirga again closed the call with a very upset mind. His mother suddenly had a heart attack. And their Village Puskesmas do not have the tools to deal with the type of disease suffered by his mother. So, Dirga's mother must be immediately taken to the nearest hospital with the village where the brand lives. Which if taken from the city of Dirga stay now approximately 4 hours by road trip.

The actions of his sisters were not wrong, to send the mother to the hospital. But with only the village nurse. Who will likely return back to the village puskesmas. Then, his mother will be accompanied by whom in the next hospital. For this reason Dita her sister asked Dirga to go home to look after her mother, and of course to take care of this and that, not least the funds of course.

“There is an urgent nature?” tumben Pras kepo. When looking at Dirga and heard the chat on the phone earlier carefully.

“Heem ... My mother had a heart attack Om. And now on the way to the hospital. My two sisters cannot accompany my mother. And ask me who came there, to take care of mom.” Honest to Pras.

“You are helped ?” ask Pras. Strange indeed. Help me with the nanya. If you want to help, help Pras.

“Hah .. no Om. Do not. Let me excuse you first.” The message to Pras. Then hurry will pamir on Nunuk CS. The one who was sitting sweetly waiting for the next drama. That is the meeting of Mutia and Dirga in time sting. According to them, because their bodies have been measured all. So no welds want ina inu. To dodge the chatter between Mutia and Dirga, which they were eager to witness.

“Des .. I went home first yes. All I'm authorized, 3 days. There's family business.” Pamit Dirga on Desti who stood as if she was waiting for him.

“Kok permission again anyway. You haven't been in for a long time because of KKN, Ga.” Reject Desti.

“Sorry .. Urgent is great. Pliys. Later I will be allowed again with Mr. Tomo deh.” Said later.

“Tante Nunuk's. Thanks, the uniform. Dirga pamit, go home first ya.” Continue to greet the aunt girang who have put on a face as sweet as honey, to welcome it.

“Looh .. kok really rush anyway. I had lunch blom. Come on, lunch first.” Invite Nunuk who does not want to accept Dirga's hand to say goodbye earlier.

“Sorry aunt. Next time, thank you. Sorry Dirga rush.” Reject it while the senatural may shake hands with her beloved Mutia. Yet, still. They managed to look like nothing happened.

“Eh .. Dirga. Let Om inter. Not good to drive when the mind is not calm.”

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