The Wedding Mission

13. Fear Maxim.

It was Gwen who first turned her face away while yelling at Maxim. "Basic bawdy! You want to take a chance, right?"

Hearing the insolent sentence that was thrown from Gwen's mouth, Maxim widened his eyes. "Only! Not thanks, but insulting me. That's your food!" Maxim puts Gwen's food on the table, while she goes to another corner to finish her own food.

Gwen scowled. Why did things turn around? Shouldn't he be the one getting angry, since Maxim suddenly touched him?

...**********...

The market had started to get a bit quiet, when Maxim and Gwen closed the shop. The presence of Gwen, made the man choose to close the store faster than usual.

"Wait here, I'll take the car," said the man, remembering there will be plenty of groceries they have to bring home. Coincidentally there were many baskets as well that he had to carry.

Gwen nodded.

Arriving there, Maxim was surprised to find one of the rear tires of his car leaking. The man made sure many times .. and it's true, the car tire leaked.

Maxim. Because, he does not have a spare tire, while the nearest car repair shop is not far from the terminal.

The man eventually chose to return to the store to meet his shop neighbor who owned the car.

"Where's the car? Why walk?" gwen asked, seeing Maxim's whereabouts.

"Our car is leaking. I have no backup, and there's no workshop nearby." Answer Maxim.

Gwen's surprised. "Then, how are we gonna get home?" tanyanya panic.

"I'm gonna borrow someone's car." Maxim The man then walked towards one of the shops which only differed three stalls from his shop. There, he was seen talking to a man of a thick stature.

A moment later, Maxim's face looked frustrated.

Gwen then frowned. Intrigued by what they were talking about, Gwen decided to approach.

"What's wrong?" asked Gwen, greeting the shopkeeper.

"Mr Car. Donald's on loan." Maxim turned his head towards the corner of the store and found a duck motorcycle. "He only has that." Reciprocity.

Gwen raised her eyebrows. "Loh, why? Goods business can be later, the important thing is we can go home," said the girl.

Maxim's speechless. While Mr. Donald looks a little anxious. "Didn't your wife know you couldn't ride a motorcycle, Max?"

Hearing this, Gwen widened her eyes. The girl's laughter suddenly blared.

"really? Oh my God, why didn't you say that, anyway!" exclaim Gwen to Maxim. "Mrs. Donald, then I'll borrow the bike?" ask the girl to the neighbor.

Mr. Donald meets Maxim first. "You sure Max? Instead of asking Gwen, the man asked Maxim the question.

"Of course sure, Mr. Donald! I'm good at riding motorcycles" replied Gwen.

Maxim exhaled for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Then we borrow your bike, Mr. Donald," Maxim's request.

Mr. Donald smiled faintly. "alright. Just put your car in here. Later I will tell someone to call a mechanic, and drive him home," bargained the kind-hearted man.

"Thank you, Mr. Donald," said Gwen sincerely. He also followed Mr. Donald to take his bike.

Meanwhile, Maxim could only stand still while staring at the duck bike with fear. Something was stirring his mind, so tightly clinging.

The man's right hand even looked trembling.

After picking up the bike, Gwen approaches Maxim and asks the man to take care of her first. "Let me lock the shop" said Gwen as she passed away.

Well, how else, for this one Abraham can not tolerate leniency. He really disliked Gwen riding a motorcycle.

"I. .. can't," Maxim answered in a barely audible voice.

"Huh? Wh why? Take it easy, I will drive the bike, while you just sit still. Look, my default is big motors know!" gwen is confident.

Maxim's speechless. His hands are now interlocked.

"Ck, already, come on! I promise I'll ride this bike safely!" Gwen.

After a bit of force, Maxim finally stepped on the bike. His tall body makes the motor look tiny.

"Well, is it hard to stay up? Like traumatized people!" muttered Gwen, before then running the borrowed motorcycle. Not to forget, he thanked the owner, Mr. Donald, who still watches them.

Armed with a cold sweat the size of a seed of corn, Maxim clung to Gwen's waist. His face was always bowed, seeming reluctant to look around.

"You okay?" ta y Gwen later.

" ... yes, don't be fussy and just focus on the steering!" maxim.

Gwen sneered. "I don't think men like you have weaknesses, too. How could you never be seen riding a motorcycle before? Don't you want to study? I can teach you. Free!" hail the girl then.

"No, thank you!" maxim answered briefly.

Gwen shrugged her shoulders. He doesn't talk to Maxim anymore and chooses to focus on riding a motorcycle. However, just as they were about to get home, suddenly a squirrel jumped towards the motor.

Gwen is out of balance. Both fell onto the asphalt.

"ouch!" exclaimed Gwen as she rubbed her painful-looking buttocks. The girl then turns her eyes to look for Maxim's whereabouts.

Maxim was apparently sitting quietly on the street holding his head.

"Max, are you okay?" ask Gwen worried. He's trying to examine Maxim's outer body. "Thank God, there's no wound on your body."

Gwen rushed to set up her bike and checked the condition of the borrowed motorbike.

"Thank God the bike's okay, too." A sigh escaped from Gwen's mouth.

"Max, come!" exclaim Gwen.

Maxim slowly walked over to Gwen. They got back on the bike and went to their house.

"Ahh, we're finally here. Looks like we should tell ... Max!" Gwen, who was just about to get off the bike, was shocked when she found Maxim helpless in their yard.

As fast as lightning, Gwen sustained Maxim's already cold sweat body. His face was even as pale as cotton. "Max, what's wrong with you?" gwen panicked.

Maxim did not answer. Not knowing what to do, Gwen finally shouted for help.

Some neighbors immediately came out of their homes and approached Gwen.

"Gwen, what's wrong with Max?" ask Helen.

"I don't know. He just fell off the bike, as soon as he got here."

Hearing Gwen's explanation, the neighbors gathered there were compactly silent. However, eventually one of them took the initiative to get Max into the house.