Ojek Beautiful

Gathering

Bruukkk...

"Yes..."

The sound of a woman wearing a jacket of a motorcycle special transportation company in Indonesia, was seen holding her right hand because it fell hard enough from the top of the motorcycle.

Pedestrians and some people were seen helping the woman who was still wearing a helmet on her head.

The woman grimaced as she was on the papah near the sidewalk and the old motor that was old but still looked straight, lifted and parked near where she was sitting.

A man who seemed to hit the woman from behind, got off in the latest Ferrari 812 GTS sports car of the year.

The man opened the sunglasses that he had worn and hung them on the neck of a white striped shirt that stuck perfectly to his body.

Walking casually towards the woman who sat down while rubbing her hands which she believed had cracked maybe even broken because it had held the weight of her body that fell from a height of several meters on the motorbike.

"Hey cowo. ngana must be responsible for this girl!."

(Hey cowo. You must be responsible for this girl)

the voice of a fat man who was standing not far from him, made a sound.

"Let's take Jo Ka to her hospital. Kasiang katu uh.."

(Yes, take him to the hospital. Poor thing)

Another voice chimed in and pointed at the man in the white shirt with his sports car.

"Please calm your mother. I will definitely take responsibility, please help me bring this lady to the car. Thanks in advance." The baritone's voice sounded a little intimidating to everyone there, who was instantly silent.

Mothers who were also at that location, memapahah women that he had hit with his motorbike.

"Eh..we're pe motor how is dang?."

(How will I be in motor later?)

The woman's soft voice slightly distracted the neatly dressed man who bumped into her.

"Later we'll cross it!."

(Later take care)

The fat man who had talked to the impactor earlier, was a stall owner near there.

"Let's Jo we warong there wrote om Beng on the banner, girl!."

(Find my stall written by Beng on the banner, miss)

Connect the tambun man who turned out to be named om Beng.

The woman who was the victim of a male collision with her sports car nodded and climbed up to sit beside the steering chair, assisted by existing mothers.

"I'll excuse you first, mother." said the polite impactor man and rushed into his car, before returning to be detected by various groups of masses that began to gather at the crash site earlier.

"Ouch.." The voice of the female victim he hit was seen grimacing and holding her right hand which was increasingly throbbing.

"Who's your name, miss?."

"Beautiful..!."

The man glanced and was seen observing the face of the woman next to him who was still wearing a jacket, with slightly messy hair tied up and a natural face with red cheeks.

"Beautiful indeed.."

"Huh? What's?."

"No. nothing!", replied the man, because he unconsciously praised the woman who was in pain because of her actions.

"Near here is a hospital? Uh.. You know my language, right?."

Beautiful frowned, it was strange that this person thought. Indeed he lives where he does not know the Indonesian handsome man with a little hair plontos it.

"Of course I understand sir, I am also Indonesian. Manado is still in the unitary state of the Republic of Indonesia if you know."

The man carrying the car smiled shyly, "Well, I don't mean it's pretty either. I mean, I mean.."

"Eh in front there is a public hospital sir, just turn to the left if there is a kitchen!", cut Beautiful.

The woman with a sharp nose and mature brown skin, did not want to talk too long with strangers according to him.

After all, her right hand had made Gorge want to scream because of the extreme pain. He was sure that his bones must have been broken, ah damn it today he thought.

"Mother why did it hit me?", Beautiful's loud voice slightly startled the man sitting firmly behind the steering wheel.

"Ah.. That's."

"So you suddenly stopped.. I didn't start the brake project!."

"What's? Why say we're brenti kage? Then ngana nda ba Lia bitch was kang! I*test butul ni people!."

(What? you said I stopped suddenly? You are the one who did not see the road! for the next rough language like Manado yahh guys)

Gorgeous started to get indignant not clearly at the impactor man beside her. Apes is really me, has hit people even diomelin same driver ojol this chatty!. Fortunately Baek cave was not crushed by the mass earlier.

"Mr.. Maud.. Don't nag Mulu, we're here!."

The man got down hurriedly from the car, and called a nurse to pick up Beautiful in his car.

He did not want to be re-embarked for tapping the body of the woman he just recognized earlier.

"Excuse me. Please in front there's a sus accident patient.."

"Why accident sir?", the young nurse in a typical white-and-white suit of health workers asked the handsome man she had seen running into the IGD room.

"What yahh.. Sus car stamp. Come on quickly, a wheelchair does not need to use any bed. His broken hand is like.." Upset the man voiced, instead of being quick to respond in the face of patients who need help instead ask and pay attention to him from now on, the man's mind.

The nurse who had been fascinated by the beauty of the capital's artists, was stunned because she was romelin by him.

He took a wheelchair and followed the man who had walked ahead of him to a sports car parked in front of the IGD door.

"Slow down." said Beautiful while still supporting her right hand using her left hand.

The nurse pushed the wheelchair and brought Beautiful into the IGD room.

"Please take care of the administration first sir.."

The man nodded and headed for the administration room so that the collision victim named Beautiful could be handled immediately by a doctor.

"What is the patient's name, sir?."

"Beautiful.. Called Beautiful!."

"What pain sir?." The administration officer asked again.

"Mrc Accident, Car stampede. Please speed up well, I have to go this."

"Patiently sir.we have only two hands!."

(My hands are just two of these), the officer said.

"That said elo's hand there are ten who's it. Ish, it's a spit! I can't stay long. It's a business card and a million dollars for initial treatment of patients, later if you don't call the cave number directly!."

Finished the administration officer, the man walked out of the administration room and slightly ran towards his sports car, which was still parked in front of the door of the IGD room in the condition of the engine that was still on.

He did not have time to say goodbye to Beautiful, the woman he had hit because he had to go to the location of the agreement where he would build something.

"Damn. I'm late!."

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Still fresh from the oven this story..

If you want to find an action like the previous two novels, here gk no hehehe 😁

There is only romance in this story..

May you like yahh

Oh yes here mixed use Manado language well, follow the language of origin of author hehe..

So later do not be confused because the author will still love the meaning in every regional language used..

Manado language only exists in some part yahh guys

Author deliberately love so as not to make the characteristic of this novel disappear hehehe 😁

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