Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapter 61. Bumped

"Eh, uh, uh, uh ... watch out Ma'am!!!!"

"Loooooooooo!!!"

Braakk... !!!!!

"Hhhhhhhh!!!!"

A man about thirty years old was immediately shocked when suddenly the motorbike he was driving hit a woman who when viewed from afar was a herbalist. He who also fell from the motorcycle immediately got up and headed for the herbal medicine seller.

"Jeez Ma'am .. sorry, I really didn't know that this Mbak was going to cross. I feel this road is quiet but suddenly Mbak crossed. Sorry, Ma'am."

The seller of herbal medicine that is none other than Lingga it can only grin the horse. Resist pain, shame and possibly guilt.

"Eh, it's okay. Maybe I'm the one on the road less careful."

"No, this is my fault. Let me help you stand."

The man held onto the shoulder of the Linga and helped her stand up. He sat Lingga in a small hut that was on the edge of the rice field area that he passed through. After making sure Lingga was sitting perfectly and a little calmer, the man ran towards the windpipe and several bottles of herbs were scattered. The man showed a pias face, as there were several broken bottles of herbs.

"Sir, I'm really sorry, I didn't accidentally. And here are some broken bottles. Tell me how much the loss is, I'll be responsible."

Linga patted her arm that was hit by sand. I don't know what happened to that woman. Since Banyu said goodbye to going to the Bambangan post, his mind was a little out of focus. Even until there was some speculation about what would be experienced by Banyu in Bambangan post.

"I was wrong. Because everywhere, when there are cases of accidents involving motorcyclists with pedestrians, then the motorcyclist must be responsible. Therefore, how much loss should I compensate for?"

"No, no need. Because here I'm wrong too."

This man was just amazed. Usually, if there is a case like this, it will be used as an event for aji mumpung. Mumpung no one hit, then he could just ask for compensation maybe even to the point of not making sense. But this woman in front of him was completely different. This woman was even impressed and was not happy to ask for compensation.

This man's gaze was fixed on the throat of herbal medicine beside the Linga. "This mom's selling itinerant herbal medicine?"

The phallus nodded its head. "Yes, I do sell herbal medicine everyday."

"Well, it's fitting then Mommy."

The forehead of the phallus slightly frowned. "Pass? What do you mean, Mas?"

"Begini Mbak, I work at PT Jamu Sido Mundur which is in Jakarta. Well, it happens that the owner of the company is looking for superior seeds of herbal medicine sellers who can be developed again the skills they have. Later there they will be taught to make herbal medicine in the form of powder that can be exported abroad. Well for participants who can follow this training well there is a chance to be able to have their own herbal medicine factory under the auspices of PT Jamu Sido Mundur. In other words, a subsidiary. Hows it? Is Mama interested?"

"Okay .. how ya Mas. I'm..."

"That's it. If you are interested, contact me at this number. I will help you later. Now, Ma'am can weigh in first," said the man as he held out a business card.