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seventeen

"where did you learn to cut your hair?" ask the god when he saw his reflection through his rearview mirror.feeling satisfied with the results of the piece.

"wulan will have a brother master, so it is usual to cut his hair" said Dira while cleaning the god's hair scattered on the ground.

god answered oh without a "lo how many brothers?" voice?" tanya god is still busy combing her new hair in front of her rearview mirror with a comb that she bought earlier in the garage.

"three masters, the first child whulan, the only sister wulan, the only girl" he answered, throwing the god's hair on a hole not far from them.

"oh.yeah, now it's time to learn to ride a motorcycle" god let him ride on his big motorbike.

"how's mister?" tanya dira after he rode the god's motorbike then put both hands on the handlebar of his motorbike.

"what is in the left hand lo this is called a clutch, kalo lo want to enter the tunnel don't forget to pull the clutch" dira mangut-mangut "nyalain first the engine" the command of the god then follows by pressing the starter on the motor.

after the motor is on"pull the clutch, then input the steering wheel that is on the left foot lo, if the inject one time forward means entering one, and then you step on the back to enter two and so on, understand?"clearly a god and he obeyed.

dira mangangguk"ngerti tuan"said dira.

"you pull the gas while releasing the clutch slowly"

according to "eh..can be the way, sir!!" said dira girang because it can run the god's motor.

"uh..hh...mr!!!how is this gonna stop?" shouted hysterically because the motorbike he was riding walked straight towards the bushes behind there was a small river.

"pull the clutch as well as the brakes!" the god raised his voice hoping to hear his words.

but because it was too nervous, he even pulled the gas and made the motor go faster "woooo!!" shout dira.

the distraught god ran as fast as he could to catch up with the motor, after a little near the god threw a twig nearby.

and the twig infiltrated into the motorcycle wheels so that the motor stopped suddenly, making the dira who was not ready to stop making the motor collapse sideways and overlap the side of the foot, making the girl grimace with pain.

with a breath of God came to him and with difficulty the god lifted his motor.

"whichever is sick" the god panicked because he saw a grimacing self withstanding the pain in his leg.

"awww!!" dira screamed as the god held onto the part of his sick leg.

"sorry" the god helped him stand up, and swept him to the place where the tree trunk he was sitting on at the time of the haircut "lo wait here first ,gue buyin water?" the god moved after he nodded his head.

"nih" the god gave a bottle of mineral water that he had opened the bottle cover, and he received it and then drank the water until half was left "sau ma??" the taunts of the gods who see themselves drinking like a thirsty man.

"hehe" dira with the grin of his horse.

"how's feet?"

"sunnih sir, but like kesleo"dira looked at his feet that still felt twitching.

" here I pijitin"god grabbed his legs, but he was pulled over and kept his feet away.

"do not hold the master, sick" said dira, not afraid of pain only he did not want his master to touch his dirty feet.

he is a great young master...

"want me to carry?"god offered himself.

"no!" answer dira quickly.

"so great answer ngaknya" the god sat next to pay attention to themselves "continue how to go home?"

"wulan can still walk" he stood up even though he still endured the pain in his legs he tried to walk.

nyut..nyut...dira feet feel throbbing pain, but very embarrassed if the shampoo is found out as the jury.

in a hurry, he walked towards the god's motor.

"sure you don't want to be helped?" god confirmed again.

dira stopped "mending mister help wulan with his motorbike here deh, continue the hunt home!" dira sewot.

the god shook his shoulder and then ran a little closer to his motorbike, then brought the motor towards him.

dira ride with difficulty, the color of his feet that hurt he felt that the god jog so higher "why the hell, buy a motorcycle kek gini?" gerutu dira after successfully ascending behind the gods.

"difficult to make the boss!" exclamation dira.

"tomorrow I teach you to use a motor matic aja deh" said the god then forward the motor.

***

"loh...wulan why his legs?" ask the town when they find a new wulan coming home with the god.

"jatoh bulek" answered dira then turned his hand to his bulrek, meaning to ask for help so that his tribe replace him to replace him, because he was married to his boss to make him not feel good.

bulek siti memapah dira to his room "falling from where the hell is it like that blisters?" ask bulek siti after sitting in her bed.

"from bulek motorbike, tajarin ride the same motor young master" said dira who grimaced a little because bulek siti rubbed alcohol on the wound scuffed dira.

bulek siti sighed "don't get too close to the young master" bulek siti advised.

dira smiled "iya bulek, wulan knows what bulek means"

caste difference of course.in.dira.

bulek siti smiled then massaged his sprained leg earlier.

***

today the god's parents are returning from their business trip.

they looked surprised when they saw the god and they were watching tv together while occasionally mocking each other, laughing together.

"who's the girl" asked mister rian.

"maybe the new maid pa, you can tell there is a new helper whose age is still young" replied sarah.

"helper? a maid can behave like that with her employer?" papa Rian squinted "my room god has something I want to say!" papa rian's orders.

after papa Rian climbed the stairs to go to his study, Sarah came to the two children who were busy watching tv.

"god" call sarah, and the god turns.

the face that was bright, now turned dark, "what's the matter?"ask the god coldly as if untouched.

even they feel like gods like everyone else.

"papa called you in the workspace" sarah explained.

without answering, the god went then to the papa rian workspace and left himself.

"so, are you the new maid?" ask sarah to make sure.

dira lowered his head in "yes ma'am" replied he nervously.

"i hope you can understand your position" Sarah said, as she reminded me that people like her do not deserve to be close to a god.

status and caste differences.

his heart was like a crumble like it was chopped with a long sword,

oh, my god.what would his story be like those disinetrons that would be insulted by the rich?

dira enters his room with a crumpled face, will he be fired? what about the new school in two weeks?

what about her sisters who are looking forward to sending money from her brother?

then what about his parents who were so worried about him, because he insisted that he would help the family economy?

he just breathed a sigh of relief because he could continue his school.

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