My husband's a servant's son
S2~ Episode 83
Pulp marrow in a glass
Assalamu'alaikum, guys ...
~HAPPY READING~
🐣🐣🐣
Returning home, Salsa was seen waiting for his invitation that did not come too. It had been about half an hour for him to wait, making him really annoyed.
He has contacted Jay several times, his personal driver. But there was no answer either, the phone was inactive and had no other choice, inevitably he had to take the bus. Because bosen is also long there waiting for the uncertain.
Salsa also walked towards the bus stop which happened to be not far from the campus. The girl scrunched her forehead in wonder after getting there. Tumben-tumbenan haltenya deserted? Because he did not want to take a headache, he sat himself while waiting for the bus to come.
Again, he waited about fifteen minutes. The bus did not go either, which made him even more upset.
"Hi's beautiful! Alone, is it?" greet the two men who suddenly came.
"Hmm."
"Cuek very, want us to stop?" his god while poking Salsa's chin.
"Please! What a brazen fuck!" Salsa brushed off the man's hand and shifted his body away from them.
"Galak very anyway, mmm .. like if you play around for a while exciting tuh. Isn't that bro?" he told his friend.
"Ho'oh, please satisfy us for a second!"
"Please! You guys think I'm a cheap woman?! Take off or am I yelling?!" Salsa was trying to rid herself of the m*sum men. He was completely frightened at this moment, his body trembling violently.
"Please!! Help!!"
Bug off!!!
"Because it's the same woman! You wimps!" said a man who had just arrived. Who else if not Refan who came from nowhere.
"Who Lo? Get involved in our business, want to be Lo's hero?" reply the two thugs while replying to the blow from Refan.
They also fought each other until the handsome face of Refan was on bruises. But without Salsa knowing, not long after the fight. Refan blinked one eye to the two men to leave immediately.
And they finally left. Refan smiled smrik, then he walked towards Salsa who looked still frightened.
"You're gapapa?" asked Refan who was returned to his head by Salsa who was still lowered with a trembling body.
Salsa raised her head slowly, she looked at Refan's face. Then it says, "Mmm ... M-thank you, yeah," he said stuttering.
"Together," Refan replied with a smile, then the man took off his jacket which made Salsa tremble even more in fear.
"The face is normal, just calm I won't eat you anyway" he said, putting his jacket on to cover Salsa's body.
"Btw you haven't come home yet? The feeling that if it's not wrong I saw your class has come home from earlier," asked Refan to start the conversation.
"D-well, I'm waiting for my invitation not to come. No bus passed by either. You haven't come home yet?" reply Salsa.
"Well, let's go home with me, I happened to bring a car. I'm a regular abis playing games just now in class," bargained and replied Refan.
"Mmm, don't wait for my invitation. Or don't wait for the bus, oh yeah, your jacket. You go first, thank you for that," Salsa refused while intending to take off her jacket.
"Udah gapapa, come together. Calm down I won't do anything. Lagian here is also quiet, if for example there will be someone disturbing you again like the person who was. Who would you like to ask for help?" refan.
"But why would I ride with you? Fear of nicotine," said Salsa.
"Whoa, let's go," asked Refan who was forced to be nod by Salsa. They also started walking towards Refan's car which happened to be not far from there.
After arriving in the car, Refan began to bring himself closer to Salsa, which frightened the girl.
"You're m-want what?"
'G'r really a girl?! If not for not wanting my name to be ugly in the eyes of friends just because it can not melt the heart of a paralyzed girl. I don't want to start either, ' said Refan in my heart.
"Hahaha you calm down, I won't do anything. Just want to install the seatbelt, " said Refan while pairing the Salsa seatbelt, then he began to run his car.
All along the way there was only silence between them.
****
While on the other hand, Mr. Jay looks confused while looking at his car tires are leaking. Indeed, in the middle of the trip to the campus his employer suddenly one of his car tires leaked.
Because he happened to bring a spare tire, he immediately replaced the tire with a new one. After finishing replacing the tires, but it turns out that one of the other tires also turned deflated.
"It's fate, the tires are leaking, the repairman is not there. Where the phone is also lowbat again, will definitely get this scolding mah. It must be Non Salsa waiting," grumbled Mr. Jay. He looked confused, looking around him looking for a workshop.
"Hmmm there is a restaurant, don't try to ask me. Who knows there's a workshop nearby. Huft ... Bismillah" he muttered as he walked toward a small restaurant by the road not far from there.
"Excuse me, ma'am asked. Where's the nearest workshop here?"
"Wow no sir, there is also in the front density. Quite far from here if you have to walk," replied the mothers of the restaurant merchant.
"It's that anyway, mmm sorry ma'am here there is a charger no yah? I'm afraid I can't? My phone is lowbat nih want to contact my contact workshop, all of you want to contact my employer as well. If you don't take nicotine," said Mr. Jay forced to borrow a charger without shame.
"Oh it just so happens that there is sir, deliberately I am ready for the buyers who know again need."
"I hitchhiked for a while, Mom," pinta Pak Jay who replied with a small nod. He immediately charge his phone, then began to contact the familiar workshop to come there. And don't forget to call Salsa.
>Connect ....
