
Back at school, Dinda was in a hurry and a bit stealthy, then ran down the street, To get to the Taxi that He had ordered from the class while the lesson was still going on.....
Dinda no longer want to ride or meet with Mr. Gibran in the school hours...
Dinda saw the Taxi number in the message, it turns out it was the taxi he ordered earlier,,,...
Dinda immediately got into the car, and was quite surprised, because there were other passengers there.but still trying to think positive do not want to feel excessive fear with new people, he said, they are also ordinary people...
"We are angry" said the taxi driver...
A few minutes later, the driver's attitude made Dinda somewhat scared,
"Bak pretty huh, why dare to take a taxi by yourself Non, did not pick up the driver huh..???"
Dinda did not care to hear the question of the driver, just Silence and did not intend to look ahead..
"It's really arrogant" said the passenger who was near Dinda, while slightly shifting his body towards Dinda...
Dinda yang merasa risih akan sikap Pria di sampingnya dan ucapan pak sopir yang cukup Genit di pendengaan Dinda...
"I order a taxi to go home and and to the destination, Not to get acquainted sir," replied Dinda with a high and bulging tone...
"Uh.uhh.uhhh.."Not very young girl this one"Siapak increasingly brave the passenger who mengoel chin Dinda without fear and ethics...
Worse yet the driver was just laughing at the attitude of the other passengers, instead of preventing and giving comfort to passengers.
It made Dinda furious and brushed aside the man with his heavy bag.Don't dare you yes, I report to your police" said Dinda threatening and quite yelling.....
And what made Dinda almost cry but it was trying to hold her, so as not to look weak and afraid, the driver passed another lane and was quite quiet..
"Sir is not the way to my house" Dinda admonished the driver.
"Relax mbak, I look for a closer path really, let it come quickly" he said but it makes Dinda more distrustful, because as long as he is in school and living in this world, he said, Dinda had never crossed this path, and Mr. Udin had never even invited Him through here...
"Just....!!!!!this is not the way to my house, do not be like-mqcam I called the police" said Dinda threatening to make the driver afraid and not dare to him...
"Haaa..hhaaaa.haaa" they laughed together, making Dinda really scared, what else to hear the words continued By the Man beside her...
"In this area there is no Mbak network, even want to nakutin Kita, Nimati aja perjakannya, yes consider a bonus streets with us, just calm mbak later we deliver to the destination" he said and touched Dinda's hand...
Dinda had lost her sanity and was no longer able to think well...
"Your insolent son of a bitch, you twinkle, I will report you to the police to rot" Shouted Dinda to them...
When Dinda feels his life is at the end of the Horn dsn tidsk will reach home and tears are no longer unstoppable, because fear dominates him...
Suddenly though....
Drakkk.." the taxi Dinda was riding suddenly brake suddenly...
Seeing the car that blocked the taxi, it felt like Dinda's life was collected again and a little safe... And again when the occupants of the car came out and approached them in the car..
"Tukkk..tukkk" the tightness of the glass is hard enough from the outside to force the driver to open the windshield...
"What's wrong, I have no business with you" said the driver...
"Open the glass and the back door, I have business with the girl in your car" the man said firmly..
"Who are you, I have to guarantee the safety and comfort of my passengers" the driver replied no less firmly...
"You sure make the passengers inside comfortable towards the destination, Or you have the intention" Reply the man no less right...
"Yes" the taxi driver said he had no intention of opening the door...
"This is not a jakan towards the direction and home of your passengers, you are looking for masalaah with me and my students, more clearly let him say directly..." Said the man and made the driver open the door...
When the Door opened, Dinda burst out and immediately hugged the Man with a Close as she trembled, so much so that Dinda's Fear, made her almost slump..
"Sir Gibran" was the only thing that came out of Dinda's mouth in a state of mourning and her body trembled...
Seeing that, made the teacher heat up and immediately pulled out the driver and immediately punched him...
"What are you doing hahhh" said Mr. Gibran heated up and continued to beat up the driver, The man in the car did not wince and was frightened to see the way Mr. Gibran beat the driver easily
What's more the power and body of a tall and muscular Gibran sir, seen when he exerted energy and sweat, The man thought, Mr. Gibran must have a fairly high martial arts...
"Get out" said the teacher pointing at the passenger the man who was still at home in the car with fear...
"Ma.ma'af sir, I'm sorry, I only took instructions from the driver, at first I was also a passenger" said the man...
"But He bravely disturbed me sir" said Dinda who began to dissect with her tears...
I'll report to the police later, let you rot in Dinda's lockup and take her HP and photograph them as much as possible, for Dinda's later reporting evidence...
Not too bad as the battered driver, the man only got one hard kick and three tons from the handsome Guru's muscular arm...
"We are done at the police station" said the teacher threatening those who do not dwell and their photos have filled the gallery Hp Dinda...
Mr. Gibran slowly pulled Dinda's hand into the car and drove home without reading what they discussed...
"It is calm" asked the teacher looking at Dinda with tears still visible...
"Thank you sir for his great help, If there is no father, I do not know what my fate will be like from today." said Dinda recalled the incident and returned to tears..
"This.., do not cry, we have seven directions to the house" said Mr. Gibran gave a tissue in his car.....