Ghost Waiter: Grojogan Sewu Jiwo

Apes Indhi Day.

Chapters 11.

Because the purpose of this holiday is a waterfall, of course Indhi does not want to bother himself with heavy-duty clothes but, he also does not want to look hick.

However, he still has to be instagramable, appear simple but look fashionable. And the choice falls on the white t-shirt with black long sleeve t-shirt so that the skin of the hands is protected from the sun, then do not forget to wear pants! To be more trendy and fitting he wore highwaist loose wide leg jeans only.

For the contemporary impression the girl added the last step as a complement or complement, by wearing a het bucket that is viral and widely used by famous artists of the capital.

Back the girl saw her reflection in the glass mirror, looking very beautiful with the help of thin makeup on the face.

"Beautiful, young and OOTD once!" indhi praised himself.

***

"Hopefully luck this time is on me, and I hope you don't have to mess around. Especially until there is a strike event in the middle of the road! Big no" Indhi said to his car before leaving.

"Just don't strike this time, okay? You understandstand?"

So excited is the girl to kebablasan and forget to say basmalah at the beginning of the word before asking.

Not worth exemplifying!

The car that Indhi wore was a legacy from his Grandmother to the Father, therefore despite his age and often broke down. There is no intention to sell it.

The father prefers to compartmentalize at will and willing to spend a considerable budget rather than having to leave it to others by selling.

Like the word, if anyone bids at a price of seven trillion will not be released by Indhi's father. The father had a faithful attitude.

B*go is equally faithful different thin, be careful!

Not even in the middle of the road suddenly the car he was driving felt strange, the pace of the road faltered like people who want to be deprived of life.

"Eh—eh.. Oh, my God, why this?" Pekik Indhi stammered in shock.

Indhi thought then smiled, then hit the steering wheel like in a movie that he often watched when his car began to feel strange.

In the memory of the girl, a piece of her favorite movie scene immediately appears, where in the scene the main character hits the steering wheel when the car he was driving was hit suddenly. And the ending is also certain that the car can run smoothly again.

Miraculously it happened to Indhi, the car went back to running smoothly after, free without obstruction after being hit.

Indhi smiling. "How did it feel after I was hacked? It hurts you, eat it next time you don't have to be naughty if you don't want to hit the tabok," said Indhi Proud.

A few minutes after feeling proud the girl had to swallow a bitter pill later, because the car she was wearing had to stop in the middle of the road for some reason.

I don't know either!

"Sial*n lo, it's a real strike!" Pekik Indhi's.

Then rushed to pick up the phone stored on the nightstand to tell his three friends that he would come late because the car broke down.

Just holding his cellphone, suddenly the girl was surprised to see a puff of smoke coming out of the hood of the front of the car. Without being the sender of the message he immediately fled leaving the car afraid of exploding in flames.

With lightning fast the girl opened the hood of the car and put mineral water that she had brought before on the wires of the car that was seen to emit a puff of smoke.

" Hello Dad!" Indhi said after the phone call was connected.

"Why son?" ask the distant father over there.

"Please, if you're not busy, he's crashing again!"

"Is that so? Kasian the beloved Herby,"

Herby is the call of his father's affection for his grandmother's old sedan car, even though Indhi already did not want to hear the father mention the word. But what is the power because of the urgent situation then there is no other choice.

"You better come here, Indhi share the location!"

"All right! Wait for Daddy, Son, Herby."

After the phone call ended Indhi decided to wait under the shade of bamboo trees across the road considering the weather was also hot.

By making the hand as a fan, Indhi continues to waggle up and down while pacing back and forth like iron waiting for the arrival of the Father.

A small pat from behind landed on Indhi's shoulder.

Pukkp..

Indhi. "Geez!" then look back. "Oh my goodness, ngagetin me."

The figure of Grandma just smiled without saying a word.

Sinta smiled back, then held both of Grandma's shoulders.

"Grandmother why?"

"Please anterin Grandma's home, Cu!"

Not yet answered, suddenly Indhi was again surprised by the cries of the Fathers from behind.

"Miss.. Neng.."

"Can I help you, sir?"

With a breath, the father explained. " I'm sorry Neng I was presumptuous, behind there was a hit-and-run accident, the plan I want to ask for repanol and red medicine as well as Neng. What if Neng had a P3K box in the car? It just so happened that I haven't bought it yet!"

Indhi nodded frantically, then rushed to the car to take the repanol and red medicine mentioned by the father and followed from behind by the Father.

After the item in question was found, then Indhi gave all with cotton and bandages so as not to trouble again.

"Thank you Neng, thank you very much! Before I apologized if not polite," said the father after receiving red medicine from Indhi.

"Together, Sir! If you can tell that the victim is still young?" ask Indhi curious.

"Grandmothers of his victims Neng was hit by a motorbike fitting again! Then you're clearance to leave, let's."

Sinta's eyes glanced at the bamboo tree across the road, then jolted because the figure of Grandma he meant was not there.

As a shadow about the spirit of the victim's grandmother hit-and-run immediately filled the room of the girl's head, her mind was confused about the invisible.

"Indhis.. Indhi..."

Until a call came back to say his name, the sound from a distance was incessantly calling out his name. Gradually more and more clearly heard in the ear and resuscitate daydreams.

With trembling knees, sagging veins and the rest of the energy that Indhi had tried to strengthen himself and saw the figure who called his name earlier.

"Hey, Son! You why?"

Falling down already the girl dropped into the arms of the father, afraid and happy he felt after knowing the figure of the owner of the voice is the father.

"You're so bad, son? Tell me your dad why, hum?" ask the father back.

The father took off a hug, then held both of the girl's shoulders and smiled.

Indhi shook her head and slashed back to tightly hug the father.

"I waited a long time, Dad's favorite car was crammed again. The front of the smoky hood richly wanted to explode, lucky I did not why," said Indhi in the arms of the father.

The father chuckled at hearing that. "Let me see, you wait here."

Indhi nodded and released the father.

A few tens of minutes passed by the car was justified, Electric short circuit because the installation of some cables that are considered less tidy is the main cause of car damage today.

Because in fact the father was a worker in the car repair shop, so it didn't take long to fix it all, the father berangung berampit on Indhi with the reason that it is still in working hours and not good if the permit is too long.

He just left a message to always be careful wherever he is and hopefully can be the high end of his name, after he left to go back to work.

***

Hale.. Hale ex.. Hale.. Hale ex..

Indhi tried to relax before he actually reinstated the four-wheeled vehicle. A million questions now come to mind. Forcing entry to fill every space in the daydream.

Is this a signal of a message from the universe?

Dut.. Dut.. Dut.. Dut..

A phone call from someone who somehow managed to steal the girl's consciousness from the shackles of solitude in the car.

Sinta frowned in wonder. "Love..?" he muttered unconsciously.

"Oh ****!! I forgot to tell them, God!!"

Indhi quickly raised the call and tried as relaxed as possible so as not to raise many questions, he was well aware that his friend would not stop asking if he had not received the appropriate answer.

"Hallo Sin, why?"

"Where have you not been nyampe yet?" reply Sinta with sewot.

"Decision, there's a little problem. Now that's done, you calm down!"

"What is that problem?"

"Have you forgotten, it's not important!"

"Means we are here more important dong than the problems you faced just now? Until you do not tell me the slightest bit as we do not mean we in your life? Right?"

"Not rich is the concept Sin! Let me tell you a story when I arrive. Now I want to focus on driving first, bye.."

Indhi turned off the phone call unilaterally without waiting for approval from Sinta, he threw his phone on the nightstand and scratched the rough hair that did not itch.

"Dam.. Damnit.. Shit..," mess.

A few hours back it feels so crowded felt, the mood that was originally controlled is now ambyar is not in the form of. It feels like the raging can't think straight.

"Apes day is not on the calendar! But what's the point behind all this?"

Seriate.