HANDSOME OJEG HANDYMAN

FIND PASSENGERS AT OJEK BASE

Find Passengers at Ojeg Base

After receiving money from Indah. Harsya also rushed out of the terrace of the girl who became her passenger and headed for a motorcycle that was parked outside the fence of the house owned by Pa Ibrahim her father Beautiful girl who had become a seller my first.

"Alhamdulillah the first seller of a beautiful girl named Indah easily can be a rich passenger model Beautiful one person 50 rebuy there are ten rich Neng Indah can get rich quick hahahaha ." Harsya said in delusion and high-level Imagination while laughing in his heart.

So excited and happy his unusual young man he got the first passenger but his fare is quite large ordinary a passenger at the highest only fifteen thousand giving his fare. But today one passenger has been able to sell 50 thousand. Then he hit his first seller's money to his motorbike while saying slowly.

"The best-selling opener Neng Indah gelis adorable thousand dear not Harsya who is dear hahahaha." Harsya said a mantra while laughing loosely in her pleasure.

Unaware of the ojeg's behavior again seen by a beautiful girl in the window booth. While the girl's father had also seen from earlier in front of the exit of the house when his daughter gave her motorcycle fare money to the young man who drove her shopping to the market.

Half-old man Father Indah just smiled at the behavior of adopted children Pa Jaeludin and Bu Aminah who incidentally his neighbor who is not far from Pa Ibrahim's house.

When Indah brought the groceries into the kitchen her father asked her who my son was." Said the half-old man on the sidelines stale questions, even though his father already knew just pretend.

Beautiful then kissed the old man's hand that I knew his father. Then Beautiful also answered questions from his father. "That's Harsya well the son of Bu Aminah and Pa Jaeludin." Reply Beautiful and walk towards the kitchen.

His father did not answer his son's words while stroking his hair and smiling and went straight out to Harsya the ojeg who nganterin his son to the house.

Right near the door, Mr. Ibrahim just smiled at the behavior of the young man who was so happy to get his first order maybe.

"Thank you, Nak Harsya, for bringing my parents home safely." The half-old man's reprimand, it made Harsya shocked after hearing the reprimand of the half-old man from the courtyard of the Beautiful house

"Geek....''Ja.... Same with sir." Harsya replied with a smile and her speech was stammered.

"Father*n*It's beautiful It's dashing and handsome deserve her son is also beautiful." Harsya In The Heart....

"Did Nak Harsya not stop by first there were warm drinks and snacks." Said the middle-aged man asked the handsome young man who works as a PEMER OJEG in his village.

"Thank you very much Sir for the offer. God willing next time. If this is how I want to go directly to the base because I just got one passenger." Harsya answered possibly to the underage man Abah Jaeludin.

"Sir Ibrahim come..." Harsya continued while nodding and already sitting on the bike.

"Let's please. Nak Harsya." Reply Mr. Ibrahim.

Because of the curiosity in the beautiful girl, he had from earlier noticed the chatter and offer from the father to the young man while his lips smiled amusedly when the young man who had delivered shopping to the market read the spell of the marching spell

"There's a brother Harsya.. Pake all jampe jampe harupat and money seller at hit to his motorbike.. Haha. Beautifully enter the room while holding her stomach because it is not strong to hold her laughter.

After asking for permission and the conversation between Harsya and his father Indah was over and a nod from Mr. Ibrahim sign the answer of his goodbye the young man.Harsya rushed to turn on the motorbike and drove towards the ojek base to looking for and waiting for one or two passengers before the sublime time reverberated.

Arriving at the base there are four motorcycle taxi drivers who are chatting jokingly while waiting for passengers. then Harsya got off the bike and sat on the bench that had been there from before Harsya became a motorcycle taxi driver.

"Tumben loe Harsya clock as soon as new comes his usual loe most active hanging out at this base?" Asked Kang Herman to the young man who had just arrived at the ojeg base.

"Hehehe... Yes Kang, I fell asleep this morning." The young man walked over and began to sit at the long table. As for the others, just hearing that there was no intention to ask the young man who had just arrived.

After sitting on a long bench that is used to sit where the passengers wait... The young man who just arrived was a little stale with the questions surrounding his work.

"Kang Herman already got how many passengers.?" Ask a young man named Harsya.

"Today's quiet, I'm from 7 o'clock here just one passenger." Answer the 30-year-old ojeg.

"Other to do?" Ask Harsya.

"Boro boro Hars... Not a single passenger this morning." They said simultaneously.

"Yeah.... Be patient with the fate of Hehehehe." Harsya said while chuckling.

"Certainly loe himself must be extra patient Harsya, because if there are passengers that part of our rations we, loe later." Said one of the four of them who was younger than Harsya.

"Liet Parman!! If a passenger comes, I won't take him.. I'm already the first seller of the bidadari, even the cost is quite large. hahahahaha." Harsya answered with a laugh.

"Well....".."loe was always lucky said Parman" replied the young man.

The warm chatter of fellow ojeg builders continued with laughter among the five of them.

Almost an hour hanging out at the base but not a single passenger as well, "then Harsya looked at the watch on his left wrist and saw the time show at 13 :00 And decided to go home first.

"Kang Herman and others I unplug first, want to pray dhuhur first," later I have finished praying back again and hang out again here if there is no obstacle" said Harsya who has turned on his motorbike engine.

They answered together"ready..."

Harsha hearts out on the way," they answered along with fellow Craftsman Ojeg.....!

I also run a motorbike and drove home to just carry out the obligations of a Muslim who breathes in the nature of this world

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