
Finished with her homework in the morning. Now Sri again berakrifitas selling herbal medicine around in the village with a new bike that was bought by Cipto the younger brother before.
"Mu. jamu ..jamu, jamune, Mas." Sri stopped at the tongkrongan place of his loyal customers.
"Dek Sri is beautiful, ordinary yes. Her powerful herbs for me." asked one of her loyal customers to Sri.
"Mad, please wait." replied Sri while concocting the herbal medicine requested by the buyer.
"Sri ..there is jamu durable money?" ask Qahar seriously.
Sri laughed beautifully and displayed her row of white teeth.
"Mas .. mas, this was weird being a person. Yes, there is no such herb." replied Sri while giving strong herbs to one of his customers.
"Some of you are weird, Har. If kepengen durable, yes do not use the money. Just put your money under the pillow. Who knows, one day you will have children, Bhua .. ha..ha." taunted Arif who happily laughed at his friends.
"Yes already Sri, Mas Qahar pesen jamu strong just the same as that in pesen Arif." pinta Qahar who was directly in Sri. And Sri immediately concocted it.
Sri was unaware. That currently he has been supervised by two of David's men, who are assigned to supervise Sri's daily activities.
Jeprat .. snap ...
The two men took pictures of Sri with her phone. And then immediately send it to David's big boss.
A few minutes passed. Now Sri is pedaling back her bike looking for a halal sustenance. To connect Cipto and himself.
This time Sri sangkal in a perkelon (third) ojek base located not far from the market, where mbok Darmi sell vegetable merchandise.
"Jamu .. jamu .. jamune, kang mas." Sri is back selling her watch.
A group of ojek builders immediately rushed to Sri who now appeared more bohay and seductive with her beautiful appearance.
"Dek Sri beautiful, bang OjOL pesen jamu Reject the wind." pinta one mamang Ojek on Sri.
"Sri brother also asked jamu to refuse his mission, is there?" said one of the other Ojek artisans whose hands bravely held Sri's hand.
Sri felt uncomfortable and brushed off the hands of mamang Ojek who had dared to touch him.
"How arrogant are you Sri!" snapped the carpenter with his hands firmly blocking both cheeks Sri.
From a distance one of David's men who witnessed it immediately reported it to David.
"Boss ... There are people who have dared to disturb Miss Sri who is selling herbal medicine, even now her hands are blocking both cheeks Miss Sri."
"What did you say!!! You fool!, quickly save him!" snapped David who was now in his divine level emotion mode.
"How dare that person tease my love doll! I'll make sure he feels a very heavy retribution from me." David clenched his hand and punched the mirror in his limit until it broke and shattered irregularly.
Two of David's powerful men. Immediately get out of his car and run towards Sri who is disturbed by a rancid Ojek handyman.
Sri brushed off the hand of the motorcycle taxi driver who blocked his cheek and then attacked by biting him.
Ojek's warden was angry and kicked Sri Bicycle until his dinner merchandise became an irregular mess.
Sri came forward and tried to attack by biting the hand of the ojek mamang who had destroyed his trade.
"Women don't know how to profit!" snarled mamang Ojek with his hands seen hovering intent to slap Sri.
Quickly one of David's men restrained the hand of the taximan who almost slapped Sri's face.
Not only that. One of David's bodyguards angrily, now twisting the hand of the taxi driver who had dared to destroy the herbal medicine trade and intended to slap his mistress.
"A ..am ..g." The motorcycleman screamed in pain.
The other motorcycle taxi driver now looks to stand compact intent on defending his veteran who is being taught bodyguard David.
"Let go my friend, if you dare to face us!" challenge one of the other taxi drivers.
Two of David's bodyguards now turned their heads with smiling faces wryly responding to him.
"Based on a bunch of useless junk!" said one of David's Bodyguard to the motorcycle taxi driver who had dared to challenge him.
"For all of you! I'll never back down with trash like you guys who don't have the guts and who usually only bother women." the two bodyguards David stepped together and prepared to beat up all the mamang Ojek who stood arrogantly in front of him.
'A loud empty barrel sounds' such is the right parable for the motorcycle taxi drivers who are now battered. In the face of two bodyguards David who is already trained with a triple S level in the field of combat.
Both David's bodyguards now look relaxed while cleaning his black suit that was accidentally stained by market dust that accidentally stuck on his shirt.
"Miss is okay?" ask one of David's bodyguards who is worried about Sri's situation.
"It's okay, sir. I'm fine." replied Sri.
One of Davis' bodyguards is now seen helping Sri wake up Sri's bike that had fallen when kicked by mamang Ojek.
"Don't call me, sir. Miss!" pinta wrong bodyguard David on Sri.
"Why indeed?" ask Sri who is astonished.
"Miss, we are both bodyguards that Mr. David sent to protect Miss when Mr. David was in England" one of the bodyguards told Sri.
"Miss ..you'd better go home. We'll take you home. And as for the bike problem, let us both take him to the workshop to be repaired" said bodyguard David.
Sri nodded and then stepped in search of the angkot that headed home.
"The mission is over, boss." report the two bodyguards to David who is in England.
"Good .." praise David with a satisfied smile.
"Where is my Sri now?" ask David.
"He was riding an angkot heading home to the Boss" he replied.
"Whose bike are you carrying?" ask again David who accidentally saw through his video call.
"This is Miss Sri's bike, boss. We plan to replace it with a new bike with the same model." explained the bodyguard.
"Are you stupid or what, huh? Sri is a special limited edition woman for me. And you're just bravely replacing it with a bike again, actually where are your brains, huh?" David raving does not accept the slow performance of both his bodyguards.
"Lantas ... What should we do for Miss Sri, Boss?" ask the bodyguard again because they feel confused about his actions.
"It's the name!" David seemed to be dabbling on the waist holding back emotions on his two dumb-down bodyguards.
All our faults in the eyes of the Boss, all right Boss with all his orders.
"Listen to me! now you go to the motor dealer! you take 1 or 2 units of the most expensive matic motor for my future wife, understand!" snapped David and ended his video call.
Both David's bodyguards ran straight into his car to get to the nearest motorcycle dealer.