The Fresh Taste

The taste is 21

21

Every Saturday and Sunday, Rara will go to her palm oil plantation. Because last week the harvest period, means this week Rara will clean the trees and stalks scattered. Sometimes Rara will fertilize if it is time in fertilizer, or sometimes Rara will spray the grass using a spray tank and poison grass, the name is also farmers will definitely play with these objects. Not to mention if you have to play with sickles and machetes to pioneer or cut something.

The day already showed at 5 pm, Vishnu and Dika had gone home first with their mother, Rara came home last with her dirt bike.

The journey home has been 5 kilometers, suddenly the motorbike brought by Rara broke down. Trying what Rara can from checking gasoline, it turns out there are still many. menengkol many times, nil. The motor does not sound.

Rara reached into her pocket to pick up a cell phone, tried to call her sisters to pick up and help but in vain, because it was still far from the residential area, the mobile phone network did not exist.

Huuufffttt... difficult to live in the forest.the journey is still 23 kilometers to the highway, at least 20 kilometers there is a new mobile phone network while the clock is half six in the afternoon, and at least half, soon entered magrib and it became darker. Rara just wishes someone was passing by and helping her.

As Rara walked on her own while pushing her bike, a dirt bike that was almost the same as Rara's came to a stop right beside her.

''Why the bike??'' there was the sound of someone beside him.

"No.uu" replied Rara in shock.The man just smiled.

"Haii.." she said with a friendly smile.

"Hi too." answered Rara casually.The reality of Rara was shocked by the presence of this man.

"Why motor??" ask again.

''Betting'' Rara replied briefly.

The man then got off the bike and walked towards Rara, took over the handlebar of the bike and standardized it. Rara automatically backed off letting the man take over.

''the gasoline is safe, there is still a lot, but do not know why do not want to walk''' said Rara. it looks the man thinks.

The man then got on the bike and tried several times to grab it. Turn back towards the front then and open something from there.

''The body died like'' he said.

''So??'' my many.

''Must be changed. Unfortunately I brought this bike'' he explained.

''What happened to this bike??'' ask Rara curiously.

"This motorbike does not have a seat, so there is no backup motorbike'' he explained again.

"So how?? where is still far away.bare yet dark''

''You want to pull, you don't have a rope, how is it going??"

"At that push??"

"Yes, I'm here until we get help. Lucky the way to semenisasi, so can relax''

Rara nodded. They walked hand in hand while guiding their respective motors.

"Huuhhh.. I should know the machine so as not to take gini-rich nicotine'' said Rara slowly.

"Why don't you know the machine??'' ask her.

"Yes no papa, so I know which one is the damage!!'' obviously Rara.

the man laughed.

"why??'' rara asked, wondering why the men were laughing.

''You're used to being independent, right??''

"Wrong??''ask Rara again.

''No, ''' he replied casually. ''emm... By the way, whose name is it?? have met several times but have not been acquaintances'' asked again.

Rara stared casually at the man in front of her, weighing, is it honest or a lie with her name?? ''Aira.'' while shoving his hand at the man.

"Hendy.." he answered while welcoming Rara's hand.

yep....Hendy is the man who accidentally collided with Rara at the mosque Friday afternoon at the school Maman cs. Where Rara patched the tires during a flat, and many more that Rara never noticed.

"Original or popular??'' asked Rara probing.The man laughed again.

"why?? afraid of lying??'' ask Hendy.

"Well who knows if I'm Hendy with other Hendra or even bastian'' replied Rara casually.

"Kanya experience. would I like to show my ID??'' bargain Hendy.

"Thank you, I believe you''

"Where do you believe it??''

''You seem too introverted, you can't possibly lie!!''

"What if you're wrong?? do you know where I'm an introvert??''

"Stop that..." Rara answered indifferently.

"Ohh.... What do I call you, ai or ira??''

"It's up to you that matters not Paijo''

''well.it's not my name'' Hendy laughed again. looked at Rara seriously and then laughed again.

'''Nothing is funny but laughs continue'' said Rara annoyed.

''You're too stiff''

''the time??'' rara asked in disbelief, not knowing him yet, Rara thought. Rara will be stiff tend to jutek in people she just knew, but if it's been a long time they will know if Rara is a bar-bar woman.

"eemmm... What class are you??" ask Rara doubtfully.

"class 3 IPA"

"Know Dion donk??"

"calm down Dion is a loyal guy, he doesn't have a girl in school let alone in class"

Rara laughs funny.

"why??"

"yes, what is it...funny, I just you know Dion? your answer is very long.anya yes.mau Dion dating one school girl also yes"

"are you jealous??"

"why jealous??"

"well.sapa tau aja"

"hahaha.." Rara laughed as she closed her mouth.

"when are you going to my school again??"

"maybe Thursday, all watching the race in the reservoir"

"not school??"

"school, until 12 o'clock"

"what time do you usually come home??"

"hour 3...."

"haahhh....bolos donk??"

"why not??"

"are you truant??"

"why?? weirdo"

"banget"

"haha....do not know him" said Rara while continuing to walk. while Hendy stood for a moment. staring confused at Rara. women bar-bar and full of surprises.

Hendy smiled at Rara by guiding his motorbike. Romantic.think Hendy.

Rara.. sweet girl with a charming smile remains beautiful even with the situation of the catfish that according to Hendy is getting sexy.the black hijab that is inserted into her oversized sweater, hers, combined with a slightly loose cloth pants that make it free to move.

Hendy and Rara stopped and looked forward, then looked at each other. In depa it turns out the mountain but back there is a fairly high climb.they think how to pass the climb.

Rara imagines pushing the motor up to that incline, will her breath break before it gets above??

Hendy's voice cast a shadow on Rara.

''The descent of this mountain is me while pushing the foot with full gas. hoping the motor can rise to the climb. How's it??''

Hendy looked back at Rara who was still looking ahead. Rara looked at him shortly.

''Bismillah.'' he said sure.

And the plan went smoothly to the climbs, and again Hendy pushed Rara's bike with his feet.

Finally, an avanza car was seen behind them. Hendy got down and asked for help until the highway. The driver then pulled the rope from the car to pull the Rara motorbike.

"take my bike, let me take your bike, said Hendy. Rara, according to him, followed behind Hendy with his bike.

After arriving at the highway, and thanking Rara pushed her motorbike to the workshop near the intersection.

While waiting for Hendy to fix Rara's motorbike, Rara's phone rang. A call from her mother who was worried because the magrib had almost run out her daughter had not reached home.The call was interrupted after Rara explained to her mother the actual incident.

"Finished.already can''' said Hendy who has repaired Rara's bike.

"Thank you, if that's how I came home first''

"Yes, it's night too.. Careful'' said Hendy with his shady eyes, but unfortunately Rara has not felt anything with this situation.

Hendy smiled again looking at Rara away from his sight.

"MAKE HIM MY SOUL MATE, O ALLAH''

Do'a Hendy in heart.