Ojek Beautiful

Leonardo Samuel Wijaya's

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My name is Leonardo Samuel Wijaya, my mother used to call me Dodo.

I protested to him, why not just call Leon or Sam. But my mother nagged that she didn't like her son to be westernized.

I wonder, if not so then why not just give the name Santoso or Endanu?

But according to my eyes, the name was given by a fortune teller who he had come to before I was born into the world.

They said the name would bring me good luck, and I thought otherwise.

Instead of being lucky I always fail in love affairs. If not cheated yes beloroti by the females.

Either because I am stupid or I am always unlucky to meet their people.

But one day when I accidentally met her, my thoughts about them changed..

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This morning Manado City from the Opa area in the pouring rain. I just arrived last night from Jakarta, still hiding behind a blanket patterned batik bentenan.

Huh.. If I do not want today I have to meet with those who have land for the construction of motorcycle dealers in this city, I am very lazy to get out of bed.

Around nine in the morning, I got down from the second floor from the room to the dining room. Usually Opa and Eyang (Oma) have been sitting there while enjoying breakfast, after snacking on wet cakes and tea this morning.

"Where are you going today?." Oma asked after I sat down on Opa's left side dining table chair.

"You go to Malalayang Eyang.. Look at the soil that is there. He said he wanted to sell the same one that had," I replied while picking Panada cake on the table.

Oma doesn't speak Manado with me, because I'm not used to speaking Opa's native language. But if you hear people here talking, I understand a little what it means.

"Strategic place there Do? Find out first it's land for sale because of what, do not get it because it has a case ato land gk hockey. Could lose you later!," continued eyang again.

He is indeed most concerned with such things, Oma believes one of the efforts can go forward yes seen from his place first. Hockey is not that!

"Yes, I'll check first, I'll go, yes, opa.."

I stood up and kissed the cheeks of the two who were no longer young. Habits in our family one of them cipika cipiki first before going out of the house.

"Well..no breakfast first?", this time Opa asked.

"No Opa.. I ate the cake, enough for this morning."

I also stepped towards the exit of the house with two floors painted plain white.

I brought the latest car that I recently bought, as one of the results of my hard work so far.

Yes, I have several car dealers in Jakarta and Manado City. Two car dealers in Jakarta and one car dealer in Manado. And the plan is I'll build one more dealership in this town, but a motorcycle dealership isn't a car.

I want to try my luck in the field of sales of two-wheeled vehicles, because the people of Indonesia do prefer to buy a motorbike rather than a car, following the level of their respective economies.

Because the hobby of collecting cars makes me think why not open a four-wheeled vehicle dealership, and my family is also very supportive of my business.

Our family does have a business, Opa was once a merchant who owned a store in the Calaca Manado area. He sold school uniforms from Kindergarten to High School, which is now continued by my Aunt Mince.

While the father, he who was born in this city migrated to Jakarta and opened two restaurants that are quite well known there. As well as being a supplier of goods from Jakarta to other cities.

Well, you could say our family includes the family is still not rich, like a businessman who wears a suit and sits behind a table with the building leveled.

Out of the Opa and Eyang house area, I was greeted with the sound of a micro car horn calling passengers. As well as the motors that sometimes overtake from the left, which sometimes makes me annoyed when clearly the rules of traffic must soar from the right.

Getting into the road towards Malalayang, where my appointment with who has land. The streets are starting to falter, ah. I hate it if it gets stuck like this.

I immediately picked it up, afraid that if the one with the land contacted. But I was immediately disappointed when I saw Alice's name there. What else does this woman think of me, after being caught cheating on me she does not know shame still chasing me.

But even so, I still couldn't pick up her phone call every time she called. Either because I'm curious or indeed I can't move on from him.

Lazily I shift the green button, "Hello.."

"Sam.. Where's elo? I mean, I'm going to Manado? I don't know, anyway.."

I frowned, why do I have to do elo too. You are not my girlfriend anymore, ******!

Oh yeah, well, my ex and my ex all call me Sam. No one knows my nickname at home, I can't imagine how they will react if they know my nickname later. Immediately fell must be the impression of my handsome man.

"Elo forgot if we broke up two weeks ago Lis.. Why also I ajakin elo, tell ajakin love Lo it there!", replied I sarcas.

I'm still sprained every time it happens, but I can't be angry and hate with Alice who has an important place in my heart.

According to my friend Roman, Alice has a lot of guys that I don't know. At first I did not believe my words, but when I caught him again the street in the Mall with a man who looks more mature and rich maybe while holding hands. I know Alice has a lot of rich guys besides me.

Ah shit! Why do I even remember that. My heart still hurts every remember the betrayal of the Dutch girl.

"No need to be so hard on that Sam too.. I'm sorry about you, Elo. I want to start again from the beginning together with Sam elo.." Alice's voice sounded clear.

In the past every beat of Alice's voice, I always could not refuse. But now, not anymore! He's been stupid enough for almost a year of our relationship. What he asks is always my love, expensive clothes, branded bags, until the car I sell at a free dealer he pinjem at any time.

But you're never satisfied, but he cheated on me behind my back.

"There's no need to say that anymore, I'm busy with this car. No need to call me if it's not important! Knows Lo."

I immediately turned off the phone call, and intended to block Alice's number there. But because I was busy with the phone screen in hand, I accidentally bumped into a biker in front of me who wore a jacket ojol.

Bruukkk..

"Damn!."

I did not stamped the brake, and I saw the rider joljol it was lying on the asphalt road that was still wet because of the rain.

Some people seem to be helping the driver I hit. I started to blame my most beautiful ex-boyfriend for interrupting my concentration of carrying a car. My phone fell on the floor of the next chair.

I immediately got off in a sports car that I was sure was dented on the front, because of my own carelessness.

I was a little surprised to see the rider I hit was a woman, and it seemed that his age was not much different from mine.

I also took the beautiful woman to the nearest hospital. Although it looks cute, but Manado's bloody woman looks charming with her hair a little messy and nose pointed.

I immediately felt guilty when he asked me why I hit him from behind.

And when he started nagging I felt even more guilty, because since then he was grimacing while supporting his right hand which I felt might be cracked or worst broken.

Ah Shit! If I don't want to have an important appointment today, I must have waited for the woman in the hospital and delivered her home as a form of responsibility because it has made her wretched.

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