The Destiny of Queenza's Love.

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"You want me to report it to the police station?"

Rega tried to bully the matic biker girl, I don't know she was quite upset because her favorite car was scuffed. Moreover, this girl even looks not guilty at all

"You think I'm scared? let's finish this at the police station, and let's see who's wrong with the police.?" Instead of fearing the girl was challenging him.

"This girl's mouth is challenging me" he said.

"I'm sorry and replace the damage to my car, I'll assume it's all done" he said later.

"What?" Ask the girl in wonder.

"You hit my car, right?" Ask, the girl nodded. "So shouldn't you apologize and compensate me, instead of asking me to argue. Or are you deliberately, wanting to talk to me for a long time?" He said confidently.

"Oh, what did this guy say?" Inner the girl.

"Sir, first I've apologized to you, but you're the one who scolded me back, and second you started to argue with me instead of me." The girl explained. "And instead of you taking me to the police station, then let's just finish it at the police station."

Rega looked at the girl, her lips slightly raised seeing the girl answer her every bluff. Pretty interesting. Her thought.

"Why are you smiling like that?" Asked the girl to cut off all her daydreams.

"What's? Who is smiling? Don't slander!" Stuttered.

"Ktpmu." Said Rega later.

"What?"

"Ktpmu, leave it to me!"

The girl frowned confused.

"For the assurance that you'll be responsible."

The girl sighed in annoyance, giving her ktp rudely.

Rega took a picture of the identity card, then returned it. "Mobile." Say again.

"Do you want to make my phone a guarantee?" He said annoyed, but gave it away too.

"Motor lock." He said, not answering the girl's question.

"Motor lock?" The girl repeated Rega's words. His face began to change.

"Master listen to me, Ok I'm sorry. I was wrong to hit your car, I promised I'd take responsibility, but sir don't take my bike, I need it to go to work, haven't you taken my phone as collateral?" The girl began to panic.

Rega laughed in his heart looking at the expression of the girl in front of him.

"Motor lock, give me your motor key. Do you think this pre-history cell phone of yours could cover my car repairs?"

"Lord I'll pay for your car repairs, but...."

"Give me your motor key. I don't have much time."He said it again, and the girl gave it to him despite looking inexorable.

Rega saw the matic motor at a glance, the damage was indeed quite severe with his luxury car which was only scratched and slightly dented on the back.

the girl was still watching everything she did, "You said you were going to work? let me drop you off, I'll have to do my job soon too." Said later.

"Then my bike?" Ask the girl.

"I've told people to take him to the workshop." Her speech.

"What?"

"You said I was guilty too, right? so this is my form of accountability. I'm gonna fix your bike, and you're gonna reimburse me for my car later, fair enough, aren't you?" Rega Say. "And let's get you to your place of work, rather than late, right."

The girl was silent for a moment, then followed Rega and got into her car.

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Alica.

The twenty-year-old girl was silent for a moment hearing this offer of the man in front of her, from the very beginning of this accident happening she was quite annoyed at this man.

Especially when this man took his cell phone and motorcycle keys, in his heart he issued all his oaths of absorption to the man who ruthlessly confiscated his goods when this accident occurred also because of the man's fault.

But now that the man has admitted his mistake and is responsible for fixing his bike, the annoyance has eased a bit. Especially now that the man offered her a ride.

"Emmhhhh this guy is good too" he thought.

He finally decided to get into the man's car, telling him the address where he worked when the man asked for his destination.

" It's..." Said the man, handing over his phone that was taken earlier, he looked at the man in astonishment

"Hey...Do you think I'll make your phone a guarantee? I won't be that cruel." Said the man. "I just put my number in there, and took your phone number. I'm not interested in pharaoh's cell phones like that anyway." Said the man again, making him re-take an upset.

"Just take the pharaoh's cell phone, I bought it two years ago, and it's the latest release at the time." Inner grumbling. "But even though the way he talks is very annoying, he's a pretty nice and supple guy as it turns out." Alika continues to grow.

The car stopped right at the restaurant where it was working.

"You work here?" Ask the man, a little surprised.

"Yes, thank you for driving me." Sincerely speaking.

"Not a problem." The man said, making him smile, but the smile vanished upon hearing the next words.

"In addition to this, I know where to look for you to give my car repair bill."

"So this is the goal of giving me a ride? I've been saying this, he's not a nice guy, he's a shitty guy!" Inner alika.

"And Miss."

"Yes.."

"For the cost of service to get you here, I'll put it in your bill later, so you better prepare the money from now on." Said the man, while returning his car, leaving Alika who was now grumbling in her place.

"Based on a shitty guy....."