Take Riana

Chapter 9 - Say Sorry Riana

After returning from the kyai house, Riana kept a lot of silence, only occasionally speaking to show the direction of Mr. Samsul's road just according and remained focused on riding the motorcycle towards the direction Riana said, Riana, Mr. Samsul himself felt calmer with Riana's silence, because that way he did not need to feel uncomfortable with Riana's attitude.

Given the behavior of Riana when at the restaurant earlier who was so brave to hold the hand of Mr. Samsul without awkward as it is common to do that to the opposite sex especially that Mr. Samsul also saw how intimate Riana with his male friend, for Mr. Samsul it is all really inappropriate because Mr. Samsul is only a motorcycle taxi driver who drove Riana no more than that.

Like the woman****** who likes to tease anyone the man she meets.

"Can't we stop here ?"

Suddenly Riana asked to stop, just now Mr. Samsul felt calm Riana now made Mr. Samsul surprised because he asked her to stop on the side of the road that was very quiet.

Mr. Samsul pulled his motorcycle over on the side of the road, Riana immediately went down and sat on the roadside grass while hugging her legs. Mr. Samsul remained sitting on the motorbike he did not understand what was on the mind of the chaotic young girl.

"Am I just gonna get you here ?"

Asked Mr. Samsul after a long wait for Riana who just sat there pensively.

"Pak Samsul can accompany Riana to sit here !"

His hands while patting the grass next to him, his voice mulamerdu lagidan like cribbing.

"No !!!"

Answer Mr. Samsul quickly.

"I'll just take you home, if you want to stay here, it's up to you, I'll go home now, but don't blame me if something happens to you in this quiet place !"

The words of Mr. Samsul sanga are firm and full of emphasis in every word. But suddenly there was a sound of crying. Riana cried while hugging her legs, Mr. Samsul threw a rough breath but did not speak a word waiting for Riana to start the conversation, long enough the cry lasted but Mr. Samsul still remained unmoved.

"I know Mr. Samsul must have thought Riana was a woman ****** who liked to tease striped men !"

Riana said on her sobs.

"When Riana really sincerely considers the Father like Riana's own father !"

Riana's cry grew louder, Mr. Samsul just sighed.

"Well if you really think the father is your own father, better now you go home, will the father inter, where is your house ?"

Ask Mr. Samsul began to soften but still firmly. Riana still sat down.

"You know ! if you behave like that to others, I'm sure you'll definitely be smeared with them !"

Riana just kept quiet while glaring.

"I know you're a good man"

Riana said while wiping her tears.

"Sir can I ask for help ? I want to apologize to my real father, please tell him !"

"Why don't you tell him yourself, I don't know who your father is"

Mr. Samsul was confused by Riana's words.

"I've been living apart with my father for a long time"

His face began to look sad again.

"Please Riana sir, Riana please !"

Now that Riana's cry is about to explode again, Mr. Samsul has no choice but to just say Riana's request, so that Mr. Samsul can immediately take Riana home.

"Yes, yes, God willing, if you have time, where is your father's house ?"

Mr. Samsul said a little annoyed.

"Sari sir"

'Oh God.. Isn't the purpose he currently also wants to go to Dukusari village, why doesn't he tell himself if he just wants to apologize to his father'

Mr. Samsul could only let out a long sigh, not understanding the strange request of this girl.

"Where am I going to take you now ?"

"Keep the way, sir, just let's go there's a right-hand fork"

Same with the purpose of the house of the brother of Bu Elok earlier, the difference was that Bu Elok turned to the left.

After arriving at an archway Pak Samsul stopped his motor Riana went down and entered the gate, Pak Samsul motor lights continued to highlight the road Riana until no longer visible steps Riana. And Mr. Samsul returned home, the sound of the dawn call reverberated from the mosque, During the night Mr. Samsul drove Riana, Mr. Samsul was afraid his wife was anxious, he said, finally accelerated the speed of Mr. Samsul's motor to quickly get home.

Seriate....