
The next day, Yola woke up early as usual. He does his homework first and then goes to work. He made breakfast chicken porridge for his mother, To be honest they can buy chicken porridge, but Yola prefers to make it himself because it is more secure and a little bit of cost.
Yola had to save up for her mother's heart ring. It is very high cost, therefore he is not picky in working while it is still halal.
Mom also woke up, he just went around in front of the house to refresh the body and relax the leg muscles.
"Mom, it's almost seven. We had breakfast first then after that Yola would go to work."
Mother and Yola sat at the dinner table, devouring Yola's porridge. The girl is very good at cooking, she always learns from her mother when she was in school.
After finishing eating breakfast, Yola said goodbye to work.
"Mom, Yola go first, huh? Later if Yola comes home a little night, I just eat first, don't wait for Yola."
Mom just nodded and smiled.
"In the kitchen, Yola had already cooked some meat soup for Mom, don't be late for a meal, huh?" Yola was very afraid if the mother was late to eat and later fell ill.
Yola hugged her mother's body, she kissed the middle-aged woman's two cheeks. Then, he waved his hand and launched his motorbike.
The girl was riding her motorbike leisurely, she even hummed happily enjoying the wind blowing. The weather was pretty cold because it was raining last night.
As Yola passed through the puddle, she lowered a kilometer, but a car passing by from her side instead drove fast enough to make the puddle water hit Yola's clothes.
Yola did not accept, he again raised the kilometer of his motorbike to reach sixty, he deliberately chased the car to hold it accountable.
"Hey stop! The rich have no heart!" yola shouted while opening the glass of her helmet.
Yola honked continuously to make the person driving the car see from the rear view mirror. The man felt that the motor behind him was following him. Proven from the driver who waved.
The man stopped the car, he immediately got out of there and approached the motorcyclist earlier.
"Sorry, Miss. Can I help you?" The man immediately asked.
Yola took off her helmet, she put it on the bike. "Heh, you see this outfit of mine!" he said while pointing at clothes.
"What's the matter, Miss?"
"You don't realize something? It's all because of you!"
The man frowned. "Why can I? My feelings never met you.''
Yola clenched her hands tightly, wanting to hit the face of the man who was completely unaware of his mistake.
"You went through a puddle and drove the car at high speed. See as a result, my clothes are dirty because of you!" Yola pointed at the man's face. He looks pissed.
The man was silent for a moment. He remembered that it had indeed passed through a puddle and there was a motor that drove next to his car. But he didn't know if the puddle was about someone.
"Then, what do you want now? An indemnity? I will replace the loss. You can even buy better clothes than your clothes."
Yola looked furious, she looked at the man sharply. "I don't need your money! Although I am a poor person, I never beg for compensation. I just want your responsibility, Sir. At least say sorry."
The man was silent, his mouth reluctant to say sorry.
Yola was wearing her helmet and she was on the bike. When passing the man's car, Yola took the time to kick the body of the car.
"Unique girl." The man shook his head funnyly at Yola's behavior just now.
A few minutes later, Yola arrived at the office. He was too late for scolding the man. He ran into the office and intended to go to the locker room. However, just past the elevator, Ray appears and he scares at Yola. While Yola, the girl grinned at the horse looking at Rayyan.
"Good morning, sir." said Yola pretending to be friendly.
"No need to talk. Why are you late? Don't you see what time it is?"
As soon as Yola's smile dimmed, the early morning was already getting a very unfriendly reprimand.
"I'm sorry, sir. There was a little trouble on the road" said Yola.
"Don't make it a habit, it's not your office and it has its own rules."
"I understand, Sir." Yola just chose resignation.
Suddenly, someone's voice broke off Yola and Ray's conversation.
"Are we going now, brother?" say the new person who came.
Rayyan nodded and Yola turned to the origin of the voice. His mouth opened slightly when he saw the man in front of him.
"You—"
The man remembered the girl before him at this moment. "You're the lady, aren't you?"
"Do you know each other?" Ray asked in wonder.
"Yes, Brother. I accidentally got her clothes dirty in a puddle."
Ray watches Yola's clothes and realizes that the girl's clothes are dirty.
"Miss, forgive me. I was not intentional."
Yola wondered why the man suddenly apologized, while she was reluctant to say so.
"Forget it.'' Ketus Yola was a little annoyed, the girl was sure if the man in front of her was currently looking for a name in front of Rayyan.
"Yes, this time I will forgive you for being late. But if it is constantly like this, then I will give you a warning letter and a punishment.''
Yola nodded. "Then excuse me, sir." the girl passed from before Rayyan.
"He's a new employee, brother?" Jayen asked Rayyan.
"Yes, it just so happened that yesterday in my office was lacking OG. So I accepted it working here." said Rayyan.
Jayed just nodded, they went to review the construction site.
{*Connected**}