BRONDY CHARM (Trendy Leaning)

CHAPTER 74: FORCED

Dirga tried not to look panicked when saying goodbye to Desti. Then pamit with Nunuk and others who seemed to have sat sweetly waiting for him to come down from the second floor of the Boutique. What did not seem calm was precisely Vinsha and Shane, their hands pinching each other, as Dirga's body drew closer to them. Especially when Dirga shook hands with Mutia, Shane and Vinsa clutching hands, so curious to see the expression of a couple whose relationship had run aground and had been so slick to keep their closeness secret.

Pras suddenly caught up behind Dirga and said : “Eh .. Dirga. Let Om inter. Not good to drive when the mind is not calm.”

The four heads that were looking at Dirga were compactly turning to the origin of the voice they had just heard. Hah .. not heard wrong. Pras the quiet man arrived to offer services to a Dirga. What is happening with the current state of the world.

“Hah .. Don't Om. Thank you, don't bother.” Dirga answered quickly with two palms meeting each other in front of his chest. Indicates he is very sad and does not need the help of Pras or anyone else.

“Mama Ra-ra .. let's take her. His mother is sick.” Take Pras to his wife Mutia. Mutia was dumb as a cow. She had no idea what conspiracy existed between Dirga and her husband a few minutes ago. And he didn't hear wrong. If Pras has just offered services to deliver Dirga. Oh myGod. Lately, Mutia is busy arranging her heart to return to faithfulness, and trying hard to avoid someone who is none other than this Dirga. Then why is this an opportunity to get back close to this rancid.

“Attending where?” only that sentence that Mutia had asked, before her hand was pulled Pras to immediately come out chasing Dirga.

“He needs our help really.” Pras replied flatly as they walked towards the parking lot.

“Why should we help him?” ask Mutia. Clearly, Mutia did not want to be involved much to get back close to Dirga.

“Why should think in terms of helping people. I'm waiting in the car. Let the bike stay here. It took him a lot of time to get to a hospital far away." This time Pras spoke a bit.

“Mas less work?” Mutia was still trying to resist. Oath by anything, Mutia's heart has not been fully healed from the figure of a Dirga. Please don't give him a chance to get close to the brondong.

“It's not about work. It's humanity.” Pras replied with his mouth to get in his car and reach for his cell phone to contact someone.

Mutia got in the car without coming to Dirga. Want crazy feelings Mutia, when her husband insistent want to help Dirga.

“Why is it still here? There. Deliver it to Dirga, let us deliver it.” Pras insisted again when Mutia was sitting in the passenger seat next to the steering wheel.

“Mama Rara, her mother is having a heart attack. He should get to the hospital. And the distance is very far to be traveled by two-wheeled vehicles. He's panicking, it's not good to drive alone." Pras explained to Mutia.

“Why do I have to bother?” Mutia still did not want to give up.

“No fuss, only people get hit in front of us. Why not help.” Pras insisted on his idea.

“Yes do not have to Mas also who send, our driver where?” Mutia was very trying to avoid, although her heart also really wanted to help Dirga. Wanna wander instead.

“Kalo driver we can, since to this boutique earlier as well. He's the one who drove us.” Pras replied to his flat mode.

“Udahlah, if you help him. Just give him money, let him ggegrap or what.” Mutia folded her hands in front of her chest, so hard she did not want to help Dirga.

“Which wants to save Dirga's mother's life. Do not let his life also come to bet, when it will come to his mother.” Pras. And this sentence is able to melt the defense of the heart of a Mutia, to go down and seduce Dirga to receive Pras' help.

“Hah ..?’ Dirga took off the helmet which slightly hindered his hearing.

“Car login, om Pras have been waiting.” Mutia continued with unfriendly mode.

“Sorry .. don't bother aunty. Where his face is not sincere anymore.” Reject Dirga firmly. Between prestige and shame Dirga rejected the offer.

“Pliiis Ga, your mother is in need of you. And now, is not the right time for you to drive alone.” Mutia convinced Dirga.

“Kalo so, dirga barin bring a motor with aunt who swooped Dirga from behind.” Uh, Brondong's buset even wooed Mutia again.

“Don't be crazy Ga. Om Pras is waiting for you in the car. We are inter.” Mutia Assertive.

“The crazy one is aunt. The journey there is less than 4 hours. What's my heart all that time, see auntie same Om in the same car.” The two of them seem to be negotiating with each other. That's what Pras can see from the rearview mirror, because Pras' car in front of them.

“Eh .. It's not important to talk about it now. Your mother's condition is more important.” Mutia Assertive. Turn off the engine of Dirga's vehicle and pocket the key, then casually walk towards her husband's car which has been waiting since.

“He does not want Mas.” Mutia said sitting in the chair earlier.

“Lalu ..?” ask Pras.

“This.” Mutia's reply showed Dirga's motor ignition.

“Before he's most here to surrender.” It is also good Mutia's acting that makes Dirga unable to refuse Pras's offer of kindness. Also the struggle of Dirga who did not just accept the goodness. Thumbs two for both of them. They still have to do it when it comes to acting. Because, there are 3 pairs of eyes that have since been to watch the horror scene that the ending is difficult to guess. Uh, four yes, the same Pras who ran away from the spy.

And finally, they gawk together. When he saw Dirga really entered himself into Pras' car which also had Mutia in it.

“Ya aampuun .. we can go in the car. I think it will be exciting, the three of them did it on the inside during the trip. What is their chat?” Shane was curious about him.

“Eh .. actually, Pras tau not really. If Dirga was his wife's lover. Crazy so, he nolongin affair Mutia, crazy use bingit this.” Vinsha chimed in Shane's astonishment.

“Tante Mutia, balikin key motor Dirga.” Wooow, in that car, not the thanks Dirga said. But still trying to reject the description turned out.

“Already ... You share address only. We must arrive soon to see your mother's condition.” Pras replied to drive his car out of the boutique area. Do not forget to lock the doors and windows of the car from the front so that Dirga can not get out again.

Mutia did not dare to turn her head to look at Dirga, seeing from the rearview mirror even her bead failed to just ensure the position of the brondong sitting that once troubled her soul.

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