Trapped in Love Sikumbang Night

Part_39 First Day

The first day of work, Arkan was a little stiff. He did not know how to call passengers to board his bus when passing the road.

"Curly orange, wry orange, who wants to ride must know the good lo!" yelled another bus from across the street.

The atmosphere of the place was so crowded, They chose to take the Bus according to their destination.

"Good, Ma'am!" arkan said to a girl. The girl just frowned and passed.

"Jun, yell that fast. Put on your golden voice" said the driver from the bus.

The bus was only delivering and welcoming people who wanted to leave or return from the New terminal.

Ehemz....

Arkan soaked his uncomfortable vocal cords and started shouting.

"Who wants to go to the city yok up here, mbak beautiful, handsome mas guaranteed to be safely controlled to the destination!"

One word came out but there was no response. Arkan lifted his hat and blew the whistle he had deliberately prepared from home.

Priiiit!

"Come, come on, it's noon. Rarely are you in the cool people like me!"

Some of the girls stared at Arkan. They want toel each other on the Arkan bus.

"Oh my goodness, so cute? can I take a picture?" a girl plays with her eyeballs.

"Yes, ihk. I'm really clumsy, I don't pantes yes. It suits him to be a movie player," said another person.

The four girls hook Arkan and force to do Selfi.

"Hadeh. geez. Wherever I take I want this mah!" They seem to be attracted to Arkan's charm.

Arkan smiled, do not ask his smile just make people drunk dear.

"Jeez, I'm gonna pass out. Please...." One of the girls was acting better.

"If you want to see me for longer, let's get up here." Arkan raised both eyebrows.

"Yes, yeah. Comewithme!" They huddled in, followed by several other passengers who were adrift.

It didn't take long, the bus was full.

"It's all over, huh?" ask the driver. He was proud of Arkan's performance. There's also good luck with having a good-looking ass.

"Yes, Mang. Let's walk!"

Arkan scouts the passenger for the fare, a girl making a sound.

"Mas, sing dong. Must sound good. No bonuses later!"

"Well, can that. I also want four times the Doble fare" said another.

"Agreed!" add another girl.

"Come dong, Mas. I'm sure you can."

"Prove your abilities, Jun. You can do it" said the driver. Of course he is happy if there is an additional bonus.

"Singing what yes, Ma'am. I can't sing?" Arkan smiled knot.

"What ajelah, Mas. Let's not be bored" replied the first girl.

"Can you use my guitar?" a young man offered him his expensive guitar.

Arkan greeted the guitar and tried to play the tone. There is a song that he loves and is his favorite.

jreng! jreng! jreng!

Love is like a mystery... 🎶🎶🎶

Can't be guessed...

Love is like a thorn.. 🎶🎶🎶🎶

which at any time can pierce the heart...

Don't lose my hope..

When you're alone.. 🎶🎶🎶🎶

Here I am still loyal..

Keeping our love*... 🎶🎶🎶🎶

(This is a song written by the author, yes, you can sing in each session)

...🍀🍀🍀...

Prok! Prok!

The sound of claps accompanied the end of the song until they did not feel they reached the city terminal.

"Thank you, Bang. Your voice is good" said the guitar owner.

"Thank you, Mum." Arkan clenched his hands.

Arkan went back in and still saw the four girls never coming down.

"Mr, don't come down. That's the train coming up soon." Arkan reminded.

"Who wants to go to the city, Mas. We're just going for a walk" replied one of them.

"Yes, I'm calm. The cost of going back and forth was coming in, "another replied.

They smile themselves looking at Arkan without distracting him in the slightest.

"Oh, okay. Yeah, you guys wait till the passengers are full." Arkan came out of that bus again.