Destiny Love Nirmala

Hit-and-run

A warm morning starts a new day. Welcomed with gratitude and confidence in the trials, trials and challenges of life that come and go. Make it colorful world, as a form of maturity and a tough soul.

A sweet girl rides her butut bike with optimism and joy. The test of life never left him. He did not want to show sorrow to the world. For for him sorrow is not to be shown, but is sufficiently stored in the heart.

When busy splitting the streets, the motorbike that the girl was riding suddenly swayed. He felt that something was wrong with his horse.

"This is a motor why is it so good?" lament Nirmala who wants to go to the traditional market. He pulled the vehicle over and checked what was going on. "Hufth... tyres are leaking as it turns out, where here there are no tire patchers, anymore!" Nirmala looked around the street and breathed.

The girl was forced to guide her motorcycle to find a tire patch. As the sun begins to rise, the air feels hotter. Nirmala occasionally wiped the sweat over her face using her sleeves. He grinned, because the scorching sun was burning a thin body.

Not far from Nirmala's walking position, there was a black luxury car unit out of the parking lot of a restaurant. Passengers of the vehicle were closing their eyes. A sly grin rose from her red lip as her mind was now filled with an idea that sounded slick.

"Eh. That's my sister Nirmala!" nala said to Mona who was driving her vehicle. "Loe pepet him aja Mon, until the girl recess nyium asphalt!" nala's Letah.

Mona scrunched her forehead. "Loe really told me to throw a twin loe, if she's why-why how?"

Nala pulled her eyebrows up. "That's what I harepin, that song chick dies fast!"

Mona shook her head while laughing. "I didn't think you were sadistic...."

"Udah deh. loe don't have to bacot much, Mon. Pepetin loe's car, keep slinging it boy now!" nala's orders are again not to be denied.

Mona pulled her lips to one corner, she stuck gas and then hit the vehicle led by Nirmala until the girl also fell down with the condition of her legs hit by the body of the motorbike.

Nala laughed in satisfaction as she looked back, watching Nirmala grimacing in pain. "Campus!!"

"Crazy loe Nal .. Loe's sister is in pain, even loe is doing it!" Mona laughs and throws her vehicle to remove the tracks.

Meanwhile, Nirmala tried to pull her leg. However, difficult. He tried to push the vehicle that hit him, but in vain. Because the power is not strong enough to get rid of the iron horse. In the end, she screamed for help.

"Please...."

"Help me...."

A young man who was not far from Nirmala's position, accidentally heard a woman's voice asking for help. With a hurry, he pulled a step to approach the origin of the sound. His eyes sharpened because he recognized the person who was shouting.

"That girl!" the young man ran as fast as lightning. Without further ado, he lifted the motor that overstretched Nirmala's leg and moved it to a safer place.

"Are you okay?" The young man reached out to help Nirmala stand up.

Nirmala. "I'm okay, thank you for helping me."

The dimpled man nodded quickly. "Everything... By the way why did you get on the bike?"

"So suddenly there was a car that grazed my butut motorbike. So, yes, the rich you see today!" Nirmala lifted both shoulders up. "But I saw the license plate of the vehicle and remembered it very well" Nirmala added.

"Thank you, I can stand on my own." Nirmala tried to get up. But, he was in pain. "It looks like my legs are sprained," complained Nirmala grimacing.

The young man crouched down and was about to pull Nirmala's leg. The girl felt uncomfortable and distanced one part of her body from the reach of the young man before her.

"Let me take care of your feet" the man asked politely. Nirmala did not answer, she increasingly pulled her head down. "I'm Bara, did you forget?" the young man who gave a white rose to Nirmala the other day.

The shy girl looked up for a moment and then lowered her head back. "Y-yeah, I remember. You're that weird guy, right?"

Bara chuckles. "You're so funny, Aisha...."

"My name is not Aisha, but Nirmala" the girl replied wryly.

Bara laughed again. "Oh. So Nirmala. Now I know your name, sweet girl. I forgot to ask you yesterday."

Nirmala who felt she had been deceived, snorted violently and rotated both eyes. "It looks like you're a young man full of deceit!"

Bara smiled faintly as Nirmala threw away her face and seemed to forget her pain. In this kind of careless moment, the young man pulled on Nirmala's leg and twisted with a quick movement until the sound of bone movement sounded. Nirmala screamed because of the intense pain.

"I'm sorry I had to do it without permission." Bara gently massaging the ankle. "Try your footwork ... How, does it still hurt?" Bara looked towards Nirmala.

Young brown girl shaking her legs. "Alhamdulillah. Thanks yeah...."

Nirmala raised her face and unintentionally sat down with Bara. However, he quickly looked away. While the man in front of him did not get tired of looking at the girl who always hid her beautiful face.

"Let me take your bike to the tire patch. You just wait at the stop," point Bara at the nearby shade. "The condition of your feet is not yet strong to be used to walk," said Bara so as not to get rejection.

"Aren't they troublesome?" nirmala asked unkindly. Because he had not long known the dimpled young man.

"Yes 'no, if it's troublesome, you've been me since, '" Bara said with a crisp laugh.

Nirmala smiled and tried to stand by holding on to the street light pole. "Thank you one more time, Bara...."

Bara nodded and drove Nirmala to sit on the bench. Make sure the girl is in good shape. Once everything is safe, Bara leads Nirmala's favorite motorcycle to the destination.

"Thank you, God, for bringing good people in my time of trouble."

After waiting thirty minutes, Bara returned with a Nirmala motorcycle whose tires had been repaired. "Let me take you home!"

Nirmala frowned, thinking. For the rest of his life he had never been piggybacked by any man other than his father. However, with his current condition it was not possible for him to bring his own vehicle.

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