Jamu Love

NEW MOTOR

Sri walked in and opened the fence of her house.

"Mba .. mba Sri." Cipto series who happened to be sitting in the amben house after returning from school.

Sri smiled trying to cover up the problem that had just happened to her. He did not want Cipto grieve and forbid him to sell if he found out.

"Mba ... where is mba bike?" look for Cipto who did not find Sri carrying his bike when he returned home.

"So there was an angkot accidentally grazed mba's bike, so the bike fell and mba's merchandise splattered on the street." He covered his lies.

"But Mba Sri is okay, right?" Cipto is anxious and looking for wounds in Sri's body.

Sri laughs funny and stops Cipto who continues to look for wounds on his body.

"It's okay, Deck. Have you eaten yet? this has brought your favorite rendang" said Sri to divert the conversation.

"Yes, let's eat mba. Cipto's hungry." Cipto drew Sri's hand and invited her into the house.

TID ... TID ...

The sound of a horn from a losbak car was clearly heard in Sri and Cipto's ears.

"Who is mba?" tanya Cipto who saw a car with the Yankmaha logo is now parked outside the fence of his house, carrying 2 units of the Yankmaha ME2X motorbike and the other Yankmaha Meonk.

The courier got out of the car with a friendly smiling face.

"Sorry, with Sri's mother?" ask the courier.

Sri turned her head in wonder towards the motorbike displayed on top of the losbak car and now turned to look at the courier.

"Yes, right, Mas. What's up, huh?" ask Sri.

"We're from a Yankmaha dealer based in a Baghdad neighborhood. Got the task to send 2 units of motor I brought this to be sent to you." explained the courier.

Sri was shocked to hear the courier's explanation.

Who bought the motor? wrong address, right?

"Sorry, Mother. Can I have a sign of her hand?" pinta the courier to Sri who looks still confused.

Sri did not immediately want to sign the acceptance form. Because of his Seyogy he never felt buying. Let alone to buy it, glancing at it Sri did not dare. Because he realized who this self is😔 can change the foam that turns into a tapestry (yes have even sing😅).

"Sorry before, sir. Maybe you have the wrong address. In this village called Sri it's a lot." Sri tried to make sure that it was not her that was meant.

The courier just shook his head and smiled back at Sri.

"We can't be wrong, ma'am." The courier showed a photo of Sri that David sent to him plus the full address of the details.

Sri was stunned and not out of thought by David's decision to never ask for his opinion and agree to do anything.

Sri was forced to sign the receiving form for 2 units of the motor. And the courier is now seen returning to the car to lower the bike.

Both motorcycles are now beautifully parked in front of Sri's 6x12-sized house.

Mr. David what does all this mean.

The courier now resigned and refused the cigarette money that Sri gave him.

Cipto with a carefree face is now riding his mionk motorbike.

"Wah .. the bike is really cool" said Cipto.

I Phone Pro11 limited edition Sri has now vibrated back. Telling him that the handsome Juragan is now trying to reach him.

Sri stroked his chest feeling astonished and inexhaustible with David who always made a shock with his actions.

"Already, Sir. But ..." Sri is confused as to what to say.

"Don't you feel bad like that sweet girl. That's not how much to me. You want to fill this world too, I'll give it." David smiled handsomely looking at Sri's face which always made him shady.

Deg ...

"What is this man talking about? Sri don't mean?" sri's face reddened in embarrassment and chose to immediately end her phone call.

"Sri Hallo ... Sri Hello. God, he's turning off his calls." David can now breathe a sigh of relief after hearing the voice of Sri sweet girl adored his heart.

Cipto and Sri now enter the house leaving two units of his motorbike parked beautifully in front of his house.

"Cn ..mba. Later teach Cipto ride a motorcycle. I want to get rich people too. Who likes sliwar sliwer (mondar mandir) use the motor.

How can I teach you, Dek? mba himself has never been named riding a motorcycle.

"Mba .. mba Sri why Silence?" Cipto shook Sri's arm.

"Sorry, Dek. notya mba don't want to. Lah wong mba also can not ride a motorbike." Sri laughed while scratching her head on the motorbike.

Not his name if it is easy to give up. He was reminded of David who once taught the power of Google Mbah who was able to answer all the doubts of the people in this nature.

Cipto is busy with that. Sri is now struggling with mobile phones open the browser menu and typing words how to learn to ride a motor matic for beginners.

Jrenn ... Jrenn ... Jrenn ...

In just 4 seconds. Google answers everything you need.

"Here it is, I try." Sri meng clicked one of the blogs of young people of the Now era which contains learning materials riding a motorbike.

Even the owner of the blog gives a video tutorial to make it easier for the beginner to learn to ride his new motorcycle.

"Ouwh .." is now beginning to understand it.

With all the courage. Now Sri took the key to the motor contact and started riding his N ME2X motorbike.

One by one the material that is remembered now began to be applied in practice.

And it's true. In a matter of minutes, now Sri began to be able to advance his new motorbike even though it was still in the front area of his house. Although it still looks rigid how gitu😆.

"Gee ... Mba Sri is great. There has not been half a day but mba has been smoothly bring the motor." praised Cipto.

"Mba hasn't been so good, Dek. It still needs time to let the hands and feet mba let it be more flexible again." he replied while chuckling.

"Mba ... how about you try to go around the village as well as practice?" proposed Cipto who can not wait to be in the bonceng Sri.

Sri was momentarily silent and then she nodded in agreement with the proposal from her sister.

"OK .. who's afraid, Deck. Come on up, let me be your bonceng." invite Sri who was immediately influenced by the spirit of Cipto.

Mothers who happened to be hanging out that afternoon. Really surprised by Sri who drove with his new motorbike.

"Eh .. uh look at that! Isn't that Sri the gatel herbalist and likes to disturb men?" point Rohana towards Sri who will pass with his new motorbike.

"Halahh .. at most can be from the sale of self. Yes, it's Mom." Rohana began to launch his hasud action in peppering his words.

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