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DTPH 49: Sweet - 2

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"Related, are you home on Jen's online motorcycle taxi?"

After ending the show in and out of the bathroom because of diarrhea and after fulfilling the obligation as a servant in the musholla, Jenar and Vishnu are now standing in front of the security post. A moment, a moment, fulfilling an obligation as a servant? Does that mean Vishnu also did the same thing that Jenar did? Answer yes.

Yes, for the first time after a long time the man did not remember the existence of his Lord by doing what was his duty, in the end this man again implied ikhram, rukuk, i'tidal, prostration and greetings. Starting from Jenar who whined to ask for the company of prayer in musholla because it was still imagined to face kunti ori, finally the man returned to pray.

Vishnu was almost embarrassed when Jenar forced him to become a priest. How could he be a priest if he forgot the prayer and prayer movements? Luckily there was Komar who would also do prayer, so Komar was the one who played the role of priest. Vishnu determined that after this he would again learn about the reading and the prayer movement, so that when this girl asked him to become a priest, he would not be drunk again.

Jenar nodded her head while struggling with the cellphone in her hand. This time, he again swallowed the bitter pill of the promises of the Word which he had somehow broken himself. After hours of waiting, finally the message from the man went into Jenar's phone and the girl could only throw a rough breath because again Word could not pick her up.

"Yes sir, I'm going home to take an online motorcycle taxi. I've got a driver. And soon the driver will arrive."

"Jen, why don't you let me take you home? Riding an online motorcycle or I deliver the same, right? Both delivered by someone who is not your lover?"

It makes perfect sense to say the words uttered by Vishnu. Because it is basically, Vishnu and also the driver of online motorcycle taxi are both not his lover. So it is legitimate if Vishnu who delivers. But Jenar remembered one thing. That he had promised the Word if it would not be ushered in by Vishnu again.

"No need, sir. I ride the motorcycle online only. I'm anyway..."

"Have you promised your lover not to let me deliver? Is that what you mean, Jen?"

Without saying a word, Jenar just nodded softly. That is what makes Vishnu smile.

"Jen, you may decline an offer from me to take you home. But right now you are sick, precisely diarrhea. I really can't bear to let you get home delivered by Jen's online motorcycle taxi."

"Sir Vishnu calm down. I'll be fine."

"But Jen...."

Vishnu's speech was cut short when the roar of the motor sound was getting closer to them. Not long after, an online motorcycle driver with a green jacket approached Jenar.

"Bak Jenar huh?" said the driver while matching the name of someone standing in front of this security post with the name in the application.

"True sir."

"Let's go ahead Ma'am. His helmet. Don't forget to wear it until it clicks."

"Yes sir, thank you." The clerk put a helmet over his head. For a moment he circulated his gaze toward Vishnu who was still faithfully standing nearby. "I'm saying yes first, sir. Thank you so much for the first time and thank you for taking me to the bathroom."

There is a little bit of unwillingness when releasing Jenar ride online. Want it to feel he forced the girl by carrying her to immediately put her in the car but again Vishnu is aware of who he is.

Vishnu breathed a little rough. "Hahhh.. okay Jen. You be careful."

Jenar boasted the sweetest smile she had while starting to land her butt behind the driver of an online motorcycle taxi. "Yes Sir. Thanks again very much."

"Can we leave now, ma'am?"

"May sir, let's go."

Jenar still had a sweet smile towards Vishnu when the motor driven by this driver began to move slowly. Which makes Vishnu not more calm but actually makes Vishnu more anxious.

"Geez, it looks like I've really gone crazy. I couldn't calm down before I saw Jenar arrive at the contract with my own eyes."

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The motorbike that carried Jenar's body, finally stopped safely in front of the front page. The girl got off the bike and took off the helmet she was wearing. He returned it to the driver while giving it a fare.

"There's little money, ma'am? I don't have any change. Because my customers pay with gopay."

"No need to return sir. Return to Father."

"But this is a lot of money."

Jenar shook her head while smiling sweetly at the driver who was the age of her father. "It's okay sir. You can use it to buy things at home."

"But Ma'am, this is...."

"It's okay sir. I'm sincere. May you and your family always be given health and safety."

"MashaAllah ... I can't say anything Ma'am. Aamiin, aami. So too for his mom. May you always be healthy, happy and happy."

"Aamiin..."

"In that case, I say goodbye first. Thanks again very much."

"Together Sir."

The online motorcycle driver turned the engine back on and began to leave Jenar who was still standing in front of the page. Seeing the driver of the online motorcycle taxi just makes the eyes of Jenar heat up. But he remembered his father. He was increasingly aware that the sacrifice of a father figure to become the backbone of the family was indeed so great. The online motorcycle driver seems to have entered middle age but still looks so excited in looking for sustenance. What else makes him excited if not his family members?

"Aaaahhh .. I feel like I miss my father and mother even more. After this, I'll call them."

The strings swing the legs to enter the terrace area. But only a few steps of his feet swung suddenly...

"Jen!"

Jenar. When the baritone sound is heard meets the sense of hearing. He turned around and saw who was calling his name.

"Sir Vishnu?"

Vishnu smiled sweetly. There was a sense of relief flowing in his bloodstream when he saw this girl could arrive at his residence safe.

"Yes, it's me!"

"Sir Vishnu why did he get here? Is Vishnu sir any need anywhere near here?"

The forty-year-old widower only nodded his head as a gesture justifying what Jenar said. "Yes, I have a need here. Exactly where you are."

Jenar flabbergasted dong heard Vishnu's answer. The girl gawked a little because she did not understand the intent spoken by her boss. "What does Vishnu mean?"

"I'm just making sure that you're safe at your residence. And I brought this for you."

Vishnu held out a white plastic bag towards Jenar and even more astonished the girl. "This is what, sir?"

"This is sweet martabak and salty martabak. There are also diarrhea medications. Do not forget to take the medicine. May it heal soon."

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Suddenly Jenar's heart beat irregularly. Although the administration of martabak and this drug in the eyes of people seems ordinary but somehow in the deepest corner of the heart the girl said that what was done by Vishnu seemed very sweet. Sweet, like gulali or cotton candy.

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