Love of Children Entrepreneurs

mystery man

***afternoon of the day in the shop***

"yes, I feel Noval is hiding something, huh ?" ask Diandra

"hmm.. I also think rich that Di. continue why the crazy girl can deket very same Noval ya ?" farisya Sahut

"that's what I think about again, I have to ask directly Noval deh and ask for the same explanation He's Yes !" Hydra

"yeah tomorrow you say the same Noval told me to go to work again Deh Di, so we can name him. He's not busy right now, we've got enough to help him again !" Farisya

"okay. later tonight I call him, keep asking him to come to work again." Diandra.

"ehh Di, why also the Angel ngajak you cooperation for the misahin Angga sama Tata ? don't let him date anything else in !" farisyah

"yes yes Sya. I have to tell Tata ni if ga Angga all of you !" sahut Diandra

"must be careful, fear the Angel ngelakuin ga ga Di. let Angga sama Tata can be more careful. I'm horrified he ngelakuin reckless thing !" Farisya

"don't take it. it's easy to miss the sampean Yes !" Diandra.

"In, set the music donk bete I deserted like this from earlier, aunty Hana also has a big rush here !" tell Farisya who is holding a broom.

"yes, let it be too good yes Syaaa. Noval go home, om Marwan go to the office of Mr. Mahendra." said Diandra.

They dissolve in the song tuned Diandra through her mobile phone, some melow songs were heard and they followed the song verse.

Farisya who finished sweeping did not immediately put the broom but instead played the broom as a mic, while Diandra instead coolly hit the cashier table as a drum. They are cool to continue singing and behaving as they want because of the quiet visitors who come today.

Evening arrived and at exactly 8 pm Diandra and Farisya had finished cleaning and cleaning the store before they finally returned home.

"She.. you feel weird about the same person who was there ?" Diandra pointed at the person who was watching him using his eyes.

"weird why ? maybe he was confused again at the nyari nyari address." said Farisya without any suspicion.

"yeyy. time yes confused nyari ga nanya road to people even diem there from earlier continue to squirm to us continue !" Diandra.

"already ah don't suudzon same person, not good ! let's spout tar kemaleman until his house !" ajk Farisya who was right in front of his bike.

"Yes, the time since we were clean whistling it was desperate people there continue to digiatin here mulu Sya. emang lo ga suspect what ?" Diandra.

"you have nothing to think about Di, what matters is that we now go home and get home safely !" Farisya while propelling her motor.

Along the way Diandra did not stop talking and made Farisya continue to persuade him not to think like that. But when passing through a quiet road, the motorbike that had been watching them and following them stopped right in front of them.

"Yes. awaaaas !" shouted Diandra

...ciiiitttt..braaakkk... arrived Farisya motor rolled because Farisya was so surprised to see the motor stop right in front of him and make Farisya reflex braked with all his strength and fall.

Not to help them but the person who deliberately stopped his motorbike in front of Farisya motorbike even left Farisya and Diandra who were struggling to wake up.

"Yes.. hurts.." said Diandra. "tolooooong.... toloooong !" shouted Diandra all the energy.

"In, my legs hurt a lot !" Farisya also moaned because her legs were pinned under the body of the motor.

"i'm trying to wake up !" Diandra tried to get up but her legs hurt so much.

"mom, ma'am, you're gapapa ?" said some people who came to help.

"please sir, my legs are clamped !" farisya said as she groaned in pain.

residents immediately pulled the Farisya motorbike and helped it, while Diandra had been brought to the edge of the road first because his position was not overstressed by the motorbike.

"where can you get nyungseb rich in gini ?" ask one of the people.

Farisya was still moaning to endure the pain in her legs and Diandra answered the question tremblingly.

"we both just came home from work, sir. pas just now until the road here there are those who ngehad we fit really in front of the bike, pak. pas, want to do not want my friend ngerem suddenly and mgebuang wheel carelessly so rich gini deh. I'm mental but my friends join nyungseb with the bike !" diandra

"drink first mba." one of the mothers gave mineral water to diandra and Farisya.

"thank you ma'am" they said.

"Yes your feet still hurt ?" ask Diandra who has lost her pain a little.

"banget Di, the power is swollen deh this. ssshhhh.." said Farisya.

"thank you sir, mother for her help." said Farisya.

Residents also carried Farisya up to the pickup car, while Diandra was boarded by her mother and assisted in the pickup car.

After arriving in front of the house Diandra, residents also knocked on the door of the house Diandra.

"assalamualaikum. spadaaa..."

"waalaikum salam. bang who is gini night ?" ask Safira to Agus.

"you know, we see it might be important !" Agus and Sapphira went to the door and opened the door.

"sorry this right pump house mba Diandra and mba Farisya ?" ask citizens.

"yes, I'm the papa. What's wrong, sir ?" ask Agus.

"that sir, in the car there was a Diandra mba same Farisya. earlier they fell from the moto on the road near my house.so I anterin they went home sir !" sahut citizens.

Agus and Safira immediately ran to the pickup car and saw the state of his daughter san Farisya who still grimaced with pain in her legs.

"o Allah Di, Yes. Why can ration ? keep Farisya why the swelling so that his legs ?" Safira panicked and immediately helped Diandra down and let Diandra into her house.

While Agus and one of the residents carried Farisya's body into the rumh Agus and laid a sofa.

"sir why did my son fall off the bike ?" ask Agus calmly

"said mba Diandra pasama until the road near my house arrived there was a motor that blocked the pack, want to mba Farisya ngerem suddenly and drive in any direction. Mba Diandra bounced but mba Farisya even fell the same motor. that said mba Diandra. because we also did not see the incident sir !" clearly a citizen.

"astagfirullah.there are you !" agus.

"then we excuse you sir. mba Diandra same mba Farisya quickly healed yes.we say." said the citizens

"many thanks sir already want anterin Diandra with Farisya. May the goodness of the father bear sweet fruit from God." the prayer Diandra

"amiin. if so let's sir, ma'am, mba. assalamualaikum." citizens

"waalaikumsalam." they.

"dek, call mbok Mar yes all the news Santi. Kasian Farisya legs until swollen !" tell Agus to Sapphira.

"yes bang." Sapphira immediately met the masseur who was called mbok Mar, and informed Santi, Farisya's mother.

Half an hour later Safira returned with Farisya motorbike carrying Mar mbok, and followed by Santi and Farisya's grandfather.

"o Allah Shay.. Why are you like this ?" Santi's worried.

"sorry, bun, cake, so make you worry !" farisya Sahut.

"ooh ouch mbok. saa..kiiit.. !" said Farisya cut into pieces withstanding pain when sorted.

Santi approached Farisya in the head and held Farisya's shoulder and one of his hands held Farisya's hand.

"it hurts so much bun... auhhh.." - Farisya.

almost half an hour Farisya endured the pain of being sorted, and now it's Diandra's leg.

but different from Farisya which is worse than Diandra's legs. Diandra only grimaced a little to hold the pain, but only briefly the pain was gone because Diandra only sprained and not severe.

After the completion of the massage ritual, Farisya's grandfather delivered Mar mbok back home and back again to Agus' house carrying a tiganga wheel motor to make it easier to bring Farisya home. Diandra and Farisya also explained in as much detail as possible why they could arrive like this.

"Gus, you take Farisya home yes, put the bike first." said Farisya's grandfather.

"yes sir, let me carry Farisya to the bike." Agus also lifted Farisya's body to his grandfather's three-wheeled motorbike.

"thank you, tan have helped Risya !" Risya.

"you do not hesitate, you are the son of the same aunt as well !" agus samb smiled.

"we say thank you Gus." said Santi.

Farisya's grandfather drove his third-wheel motor back home, Agus also pushed Farisya's motor into his house.

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