The Classroom Adik
Similar to
Gelubrakk ....
Laura's motorbike fell because suddenly there was a car that took a turn. Laura fell down, and the car stopped right in front of Laura.
"Ah, you rich man! Can't get in what car?" Laura shouted while holding onto her elbow that was bleeding quite a lot.
"Sir, is it okay?" A middle-aged man got out of the car. It looks like he's the driver.
"If you ride in the car be careful dong, sir!" ketus Laura's. Now he was trying to get up from a bad position.
"Sorry, Mba! I was in a hurry, then let's go to the hospital" said the driver.
"No, I was in a hurry. Please bring my bike to the workshop!" The woman's tone sounded annoyed because the front motor was dented. The rim even curls.
"Good, Mba! The bike will be handled by me. It's not until ten minutes the workshop guy will get here. Where are you going? Let me take you in" said the driver, still in polite language.
"My motorbike was destroyed, sir! I want to order ojek."
"Good, Ma'am. I'll pay the price." The driver nodded.
As promised, ten minutes later the workshop man came to bring Laura's motorbike to be repaired. Laura immediately ordered an ojek online, but unfortunately, since then her order was always dicancle.
"If you don't get an ojek, just get in my employer's car, ma'am."
"No way, Ah! My employer was fierce" Laura said, refusing. He looked towards the car. It faintly looked the resolute back of a man in a luxurious suit from behind the back glass, and it clearly made Laura feel uneasy. Moreover, the man did not come down at all and apologized.
Yes, the wrong thing is the driver, but as the owner of the car, it should be the man down to just apologize or ask how the situation of the person being dragged.
"I ask you first how, Mba? Think of it as my apology" the driver said.
Laura rolls up the shirt. The clock has shown at half-eight past 10 minutes. Which means Laura's ten minutes late.
"Yes, Mom! Just sec. Turns out Ma'am wants to go to the Officers' building, huh?"
"Yes, I work there" said Laura.
Without saying anything else, the driver immediately asked for permission. Shortly after, he opened the back door.
"Come, Ma'am, come in ...."
"Hmmm. Yes ...." Laura walked over to the car. Just as he was sitting down, the man in the suit shifted while looking at him.
"A ... The arga?"
Laura bought with a soft voice that only she could hear. Whether he saw it wrong or not, it was clear that the man looked a lot like Arga.
"Arga isn't, anyway?"
Inner Laura wondered, the man instead glared to the side without caring about Laura who had just sat beside him.
"Maybe it's just like the times." Laura muttered then turned to the glass next to her as well. However, without realizing the driver had heard a little murmur Laura.
"Sorry, what did you say?" ask the driver.
"Engga, Sir. Only if it can be a little bit flabby, because I'm late," said Laura.
"Good, Ma'am. Just tighten the seat belt."
Laura did not reply, but she pulled the rope on the side and put it on as directed. There was no more talk after that. The cold man beside Laura kept turning around until Laura arrived at the Officers building.
