Miss Sound Adhan

Eps. 34 Followed by the Red Axe Gang

Carissa held back her sense of regret for Devi until noon. But he no longer thought about it so as not to dirty his heart.

His mind is now diverted to the job application he made last night. He plans to send the application as soon as possible. Because the last closing of the vacancy is two days away. And that means he must quickly send it if he does not want his application rejected.

“Sa, where are you going in such a hurry?” tanya Airin, in the parking lot stopped her steps.

“This is Rin, I want to send this proposal first, bye. Sorry I was in a hurry, ” said Carissa showed a brown envelope in her bag and then walked her bike back out of the parking lot.

Usually he would stop first to chat with Airin if he met anywhere. But this time he didn't stop. Besides he had to rush to send his job application, his mother was also nitip to buy tamarind in the market.

Asam jawa commonly used by mothers to make rujak run out. He had to ask his mother because if not bought it means he will not eat lunch.

His mother was of Javanese descent, from Magelang. But big and settled in Jakarta. But the Javanese cuisine teachings of the grandmothers were never forgotten by Mrs Shara. Even Pak Sholeh was very fond of Javanese cuisine made by his wife.

“I to the nearest postal service here only than rotate again.” Carissa stopped in front of an expedition.

According to him, the same type of expedition, although usually he uses other expeditions.

“Pak, please send with one day service.” Carissa handed the envelope to the expedition officer.

“Good, Non. Today also this letter will be sent to his place.”

“Thank you.”

Carissa then immediately left the expedition service and went back up on her bike to the market that was not far from the expedition.

Just three minutes later, he arrived at the traditional market.

“Mbak, buy how much acid?” greet the seller, a middle-aged mother.

The woman memorized Carissa because so often the girl bought there. One more, the seller was also from Java so call Carissa with the name 'mbak'.

“Three candlesticks only, Bu.”

“What is not less, Ma'am?”

“No, Mom. That's a lot,” timpal Carissa while shaking her head. He did not dare to increase the amount of his order, or his mother would be angry.

Carissa's mother can not be contested about opinions or orders. Carissa had been asked to buy 2 kilos of apples, but Carissa bought 3 kilos. Not that the woman was happy, even angry and made herself have to pay for the excess apples.

After paying for three sour candlesticks, Carissa went home immediately.

“Hah! Leganya, everything has been done,” murmured while driving. But suddenly he was surprised when he glanced at the rearview of his car.

There was a shadow of a red motor and it suddenly disappeared. Instantly he accelerated his motorbike, worried that it was Rayhan's.

“Ck! How did he follow me here? Did he install chips or spies like the ones in the movies to monitor me?” desau Carissa, feeling relieved.

But the relief was eroded sound from the motor towards him. So fast glide and now it is beside Carissa.

“Hey, you so I don't remember you wrong.” A man unravels a grin grin grin at Carissa. The man was not Rayhan, but a stranger he did not know.

Who her? I thought the Rayhan punk was, wasn't it.

Carissa to link her eyebrows together to form an arrow bow, because it does not know the foreign man but from his appearance can make sure the man is also a member of a motorcycle gang.

“Sorry, I don't know you and have nothing to do with you,” Carissa said briefly.

“You never dealt with me before but you previously dealt with our boss and caused him to be detained by the Police some time ago. And so, the boss problem is my problem too,” she explained with glittering eyes.

Carissa herself was still confused and did not understand what the man was talking about. Especially the boss that the man meant. Slowly he tried to remember it.

“Red Axe Gang?” chirps Carissa, after seeing the motorbike ridden by the man is the same as the Eagle Wave motorbike.

Again, he remembered the name of the gang because Rayhan had mentioned the name, until he remembered it. Only then did he remember after the man nodded at him.

“It wasn't me who got your boss arrested by the police. I am the same now do not call the police,” explained Carissa.

The man didn't catch Carissa's intentions. Now even the man overtook the Carissa motorbike then forced it to stop.

“A-what will you do to me?” carissa began to fear.

“I'll take you to our headquarters in return.”

“No! Unhand me! Don't take me. I have nothing to do with your Boss.” Carissa revolted as the man clutched her arm tightly.