The Rainiest Woman

Episode 2

After being battered the geeky man drove me home on his bike. I refused to be delivered, but his sincere intentions convinced me. The man should have just gone home and taken care of the bruise he received for helping me. But it's okay, at least I can compress the wound later when I get home.

When I got home, I took the man in. He refused because it was late at night. I don't care, after all I'm a woman who will do what I want, 'no matter what anyone says. At that moment I pulled the geeky man.

"What's up, Ndok?" ask your mother when she opens the door.

"I was a pickpocket, Mom. But this guy came and helped. Thank goodness we were okay, and my HP was saved, too" I replied.

"Come in, Mom."

While the geeky man sat on the sofa accompanied by his mother, and also the father who had just come out of the room. They talk casually. I took the medicine box and the ice water back to compress his blue cheeks.

When I returned to my guest room, I found the man even more fun to chat. He didn't seem to be complaining, and he seemed happy that I was delivered by a man. Maybe after this there will be misunderstandings. Though the geeky man was no one, more than that he was not my type.

"What's your name, son? We talked but didn't know the name" he asked with a laugh.

"My name, Sata Naja, Om."

"Well that's it, Prisa, it's coming."

"Aren't you papa, Mas?" my many.

"It's just a minor injury, don't bother, brother, I'm so bad" replied Mas Sata timidly.

"No papa really, Mas, just the same red medicine compress doang, anyways not Mas Sata who has bothered to help me. Even now we're being escorted home, right."

I gave her a red medicine at the end of the bleeding lip, then compressed the bruise on her face with ice water. Several times mas Sata had grimaced. Maybe my way of compressing wasn't right.

"Slow down, Ndok," said the mother frowned.

"I'm sorry, Mom." I feel guilty.

After I finished compressing Sata mas, he immediately went home. I'm delivering right to the front door. One thing I feared after this event might be father and mother wish I had a special relationship with mas Sata.

But hopefully not, because anyway I have a typical dream man, like Lee Min-ho or if indo I prefer Reza Rahadian, he said, not a geeky guy with glasses that are thick like Naco glass.

Finally after the long day that I had gone through, it was time for me to go to sleep. Tonight is not like a normal night. Usually even though late I still had time to read comics, wear a mask for the face and eat snacks, or if there are noodles tek-tek passing, without a second thought I definitely ordered. You could say I'm anti-diet. For now I fell, my eyes immediately closed as soon as I laid my body on the bed.

After morning I urgently had to take a shower and get ready to go to work. Well this is the fate of workers, erratic shift hours and worst of all there is no holiday, one full Sunday, all days only for work, work, work.

As usual though the relationship between me and the father is not good, but if for problems to get me to work the father is never absent.

Yuhuuu, I finally arrived at the place where I became a slave. A system where my freedom is taken away. Even so I have no intention of being unemployed. Well let me be like this. I wouldn't be as idealistic as most people would respond to it.

Not everything is bad about my job. The only thing that is fun is to be reunited with a co-worker who is also a gokil friend, is Nayla, a jolly girl who is both excited and bucin.

"OMJ! Lo semalem copetan, Pris? But you're not why. Try me to see there was a scuff, no" said Nayla while checking me like checking the expiration date on the instant noodle packaging.

"Gue is okay. Why is Nay so much. I haven't finished the story either, play nyerocos aja."😤

"So last night there was a guy who broke me, finally that guy got bullied, I feel sorry for him."🥺

"Lo ain't lying ... keep that guy handsome, no, Pris?"😗

"Where's the handsome? That geeky!"😒

"You're Pris no one's picking up. As long as you know, the criminal level is very high as a beautiful girl like you. Especially malem, instead you look for a guy gih."🤣

"Unfortunately lo bucin. Motorcycle bonnet, back seat is still more, make shy know, Nay."🙄

"Here you go, Pris."🥰

"I'm so envious. It's unclean! there is no morality."🤧

"Eh but really, Pris, lo it must have a guy, yes the girl is as beautiful as you no one has a crush."😒

"Don't know, I don't think I'm doing much."😓

"That's a mah lo who won't open his heart. Try to reduce the nature of Jutek lo. I guarantee you in a matter of days you've got a guy."😉

"Hem ... What the hell, Nay, it's important to have a guy?" 🤔

"According to you?"🙄

"Yes, I don't know. How come you're behind it anyway, it's so weird!"😗

"This is all, what if you, I'm a matchmaker with me?"😜

"You may, but you're handsome like Lee Min-ho, right, Nay?"🥺

"He's a girl, I'm sleding too ntar. If I have a friend like Lee Min-ho mah why I love you, I brush first, where my guy now his face like dregs too." Nayla god level emotions.🤬

"Haha. Yes it's up to you, but I promise I'll get him. We'll see 'ntar."🙄

"Later in the afternoon I told you to pick you up, we'll have a baso together how?"🤔

"Lo set up Nay, I'll take care of it."😅

After a long day of work, our hours were finally over. As promised by Nayla, two guys were waiting outside the store. There's Dion the face of Nayla's guy, the other guy I don't know. But looking around from afar the guy was pretty sweet too.

"Hey. Know me, Shawwal, Nayla's friend, say hello." While hand-picking brings shaking hands.😎

"Greetings know too. I'm Prisa, uh where are we going." I follow the advice of Nayla to reduce the nature of jutek.🤭

"Don't know, just follow Nayla." Coolest.😎

"Oh yaudah .. yuk! They're on the road."

After that short chat I was hugged by Shawwal. Ah, I already know for sure to stall baso mas Fat subscription Nayla, but gapapa anyway, the end of the pentol baso is delicious. For my first impression with Shawwal, he was both cool-ass and handsome.