
The car that Geid was riding drove away from the seller girl seblak it.
Geid, who was sitting in the back seat, sat leaning back and closed his eyes for a moment. Breathing the air slowly, neutralizing the feeling of his heart that has been raging ever since.
Upset facing the girl who thinks she is very brave.
He thought who, that poor little girl who dared to challenge him. There was no fear when the girl faced him.
It had not subsided all the resentment that had happened lately to him. Even in addition to the girl who according to him is not a local face and also not a Caucasian anyway.
What he said earlier, ask for money as compensation. Cih, a poor person like him might be used to taking advantage of the existing situation. He thought how much loss he had. Just a little scratch on the motor, and a few packs of food earlier.
Strange girl.Just a few packs of food he asked for compensation desperately. What he thought, I was that stupid, so that I could easily give him money. Cih, it turns out that she is the same as most matre women in general.germutu in heart during the trip back to her home.
" What was the girl's name?" ask the person driving the car. As if he had not remembered his name clearly.
" Well, if it's not wrong, it's Desty moon, sir," she replied quickly. Because he was close to the girl who almost hit him, he heard the girl's name clearly.
"Cih, the name is as strange as her person.but, her name is quite pretty too. Like her face anyway" replied Geid. And his speech sounded funny in the driver's hearing. Like a mock at the beginning, but sound praising at the end.
She is indeed beautiful si. has a good body. although not seen openly, but the sharp eyes of men can see although not too prominent. murmured the driver .
" He was just like any woman in general. Matre, crazy money .Just a few packs of food, he asked desperately for a change. He thought he was going to go bankrupt. And what did he say the food was,s****ak ? it's like the name of male sacred clothing," said Geid forgot the name of the food brought by Desty earlier.
He never knew such food. The first time he heard that name. Geid always finds it hard to remember the name of the food.
The driver who heard was made to hold back a laugh. His master had forgotten his name. And this one is worse, even spelled out the male sacred clothing.
The driver disagreed with his master's judgment. His master had always judged the lower class like that girl.
Didn't know he was, that people's lives weren't the same. In his sadness and joy. Especially in terms of material. Things that we think are not much, but can be very valuable for them
" Splak mister, maaf.But not our sacred clothes," he said as he pulled the corner of his lips.
The one in the back seat was upset. He also knew what he said was wrong. But he just menggeledek food that alone.smIt's a strange name , do not know also made of what the food is.
" What name is that?, is there. And what kind of food did he mean?" his question was curious about the food that the girl brought was destroyed not worth eating.
" It's a kind of meatball, sir, a fruitful food. The food was popular in the lower society. There are many different menus in it. Seblak , food identical to the spicy taste." said the driver told his master. Little did he know of the diverse lives of the lower classes.
Geid who heard just nodded his head. Don't know if he understands or not with the food. What is the picture or what does it feel like. He has no intention of trying it either.
" where's your sister?"
Darman's older brother was one of his first neighbors. He was very close to Geid's father. Because of her suave people, she easily mingles with people out there indiscriminately. Geid's father always helped him when he was in trouble. Living together with his sister, Rizman who is now a secretary of his trust .
Before his death, Geid's father entrusted Geid to him to always accompany and be by his side.
What else when his mother chose to marry again. He accompanied Geid and stood beside him until he was that successful. But the adult Geid no longer wants to be among and accompanied when traveling. Until the accident happened, Darman always felt guilty in his heart. He cannot keep Geid according to the message of Geid's late father himself.
And now he stood beside her again. Wherever Geid went, he was always faithful to accompany him.
" Send him to see me later. I want him to figure out how that bule graft girl lives!" he told Darman.
And Darman who heard also obeyed his master's orders. Although he was confused, the second time his master called the bule graft on the girl. Only he and God know what that means.
Geid was curious about the girl about life and everything else. Is it true that he really needs his money. Or he'll forget it. But even so, Geid will not pass it just like that. The graft bule had already dared to challenge him. He had to teach her a little lesson.
Darman also increased the speed of his car. Overtaking the vehicle in front of him. Darted away to get to Geid's residence.
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While Desty who is now in her seblak stall. It was noon when I came home from the accident. His hearing did not stop buzzing.
" Geez, what happened to me. Why have my ears kept buzzing ever since." he said as he rubbed his ears," from this afternoon until he entered tonight he still felt it.
"Maybe someone is talking about you sister" Rara said from the kitchen.
At this time they have begun to clean up, because the stalls will soon be closed. Only until eight o'clock at night.
Desty who is calculating their income today, only indifferent with all estimates Rara.
Desty thought it was just talk. Not like some people who believe in such things
"Who is talking about me? there was no job at all that person," he said instead made Rara and mba Ulfah chuckle.
Someone must be talking about Desty. Desty pretty girl mix bule. What else is a SEBLAK trader like this, there must be many who talk about it.
Possibly
just discuss the topic around SEBLAK culinary business.And the seller is easily known by others.
Desty just nodded her head. Maybe that's how people talk about it. But he did not take a headache, because Desty was full of hearing spicy words from others.
Desty did not mind her ears buzzing back. He focused on calculating his income today to be finished and go home, rest at home.