
Tonight, time has shown at eight o'clock. After they all finished their dinner, Yasika helped the owner clean up and clean the table again. Yasika happily did so, as she was already used to doing such work.
"Ow ... Thank you, baby, so ngerepotin like gini anyway.?"
Yasika smiled. "No pa-pa kok Tan.."
Mama Vienna smiled widely, watching how a Yasika very painstakingly helped with the homework usually done by her domestic assistants.
"Can you cook?"
"Little." Yasika said with a faint smile on her lips.
"Gee ... You're the perfect girl, you're beautiful, smart, good, you can cook again."
Yasika again incised a smile on her thin lips.
"Aunty can do it, I just like to see and help mamah at home."
"You're good at cooking, right?"
"Yes ... My mom is her hobby when cooking."
Mamah Vienna smiled with excitement. "May dong play aunty to your house, all your mama's acquaintances."
"Yes can dong aunty.."
"Asik ... Same number as your mom? what's her mom's name?"
"Name's Yessi, aunt."
"O .. said I got a greeting from aunt."
"I'll tell you well."
Yasika and mama Vienna were still in the kitchen, they chatted and occasionally laughed together. Mama Vienna really likes this beautiful girl, besides well it turns out Yasika is also a very polite and meek girl. Mama Vienna was happy because her youngest daughter had a friend like Yasika and her other friends.
Yasika was surprised when she suddenly heard the ringing of her cell phone that was lit. Groped his phone from inside his pants pocket, at his glance glimpsed the screen of his phone and shifted the green mark to lift it.
"Yes Ma ... "
"Where are you?"
"Still at Amelia mah's house.."
"It's late, mama's worried about you."
"Yes, let me go home again."
"Are you careful, huh? don't speed with the vehicle."
"Yes ma... "
And the call ended, Yasika put her phone back in her pants pocket. He walked to the front room where Amelia and her friends were still there.
"Yuk's home.?" take Yasika to her friends.
"Yes, it's also raining again tonight." Ririn sailed while looking out the window.
"You want to go home? it's still raining."
"We're taking Mel's vehicle.."
"Why not go here?"
"Other times ja Mel.."
Yasika, Ica and Ririn prepare to go home, they say goodbye to the owner. Ica and Ririn use the same vehicle because their house is one way, while Yasika he drives his own car. The rain poured more and more heavy and lightning flash that made Yasika feel afraid.
Just twenty-five meters Yasika car out of the yard of his best friend's house, Yasika was surprised when suddenly the car in his vehicle stopped suddenly. He tried to restart the car. The rain outside was getting heavier, he was afraid if he went out and saw his own car engine.
The flashes and sounds of lightning that sounded made Yasika even more afraid, venturing out of the car and seeing the engine of his car that suddenly died.
Oh my... Why go on a gini strike?
Yasika got back in the car with clothes that had been soaked. Trying to restart the engine, but unfortunately the car still does not want to turn on. Yasika forgot to bring a jacket, she was cold and her body was shivering.
Yasika again felt frightened when a motorcycle approached and knocked on the glass of his car repeatedly.
Oh my... Protect me.
Who're they?
"Hey ... Open the windshield." the man's voice rang out, making Yasika even more agitated and panicked.
Yasika remembers her phone, she reached into her phone and tried to contact someone.
"Mil ... Help me.?"
"Why you?"
"My car broke down, and I'm afraid there's someone I don't know." Yasika's voice trembled.
"You calm down, where are you?"
"I'm still around your house, not far away."
"Yes ... You wait a minute I'm there now, remember don't open the car door, okay?"
"Yes, a sneak Mel ... I'm scared." Yasika started sobbing.
Amelia came out of her room immediately, she ran towards her brother's room. Without knocking on the door first, Amelia walked in just like that making the Emperor frown in confusion.
"SISTER...!! "
"You're playing in. ja.."
"Relse ... Come on hunt with me.?"
"Where? it's night, after all, outside of Mel's heavy rain."
"Just come with me brother ... I'll explain everything later, pity Yasika."
The emperor was more confused, without asking again Kai took his jacket and car keys. He fulfilled the wishes of his sister, Amelia and the Emperor hurriedly made his parents feel confused.
"Eh... Where are you guys going?"
"Sorry Mah. We're in a hurry."
"But it's late at night, beyond the heavy rain." mama Vienna shouted reminiscent.
Amelia and the Emperor got into the car immediately, they did not listen to the Viennese mama who forbade not to go outside the house. All Amelia thinks about right now is her best friend Yasika.
"Relse ... I think it's Yasika's car, let's stop it."
The emperor turned his head and immediately parked his car.
"You wait here, let brother come out."
"But Sister __ "
"Don't argue."
Amelia nodded. "Yes." Yeah."
The emperor got out of his car, ran towards where it had stopped, and saw two men knocking on Yasika's glass.
"Who are you?"
The two men turned their heads, and smiled cynically.
"Go from here?"
"Who are you.?" the man whispered.
Without a second thought, the two men just attacked the Emperor. They fought, making the two women who were in different cars feel an overwhelming fear.
"Go from here.?" the Emperor said with a firm grip on the old man's clothes.
"Ba - Well." he said stammering.
After the two motorcyclists left, Yasika opened the windshield of her car, looking at the Emperor who was walking closer to her in clothes that had been soaked.
"Are you okay.?"
Yasika shook her head and tried to smile. "No pa-pa brother."
"The car's still on strike?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Yes let's go down, the car let me take care of it."
Yasika got out of his car, and without realizing it the clothes he was wearing seemed transparent making the Emperor slightly fixated on him. The black lacy cloth was so obvious that the Emperor swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. His eyes shifted, in the face of Yasika's beautiful face filled with rainwater circles made the girl look more sexy.
What I was thinking...
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