Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapters. 13 - Blue Tarpaulin

Abash took Sifa's bike to the workshop, just changed the tires, so it didn't take long. Abash scratched his head as he forgot Sifa's mobile number.

Abash glanced at his watch, it was already 9am. Where should Abash take Sifa's bike?

'Ah, I love you in the office, ' Inner Abash.

But his mind spoke. This bike seemed to be the only means of transportation that Sifa had. If Abash gave him a hand at the office, what about Siafa doing his thing?

Feeling sorry for her, Abash takes Sifa's bicycle to her house. Abash drove his car at mid-speed towards the dead-end rat road, where Sfia's house was located.

Abash parked his car near a closed shop, then he got out of the car and dropped off Sifa's bike.

Abash pushes Sifa's bike into the narrow alley until it meets a house that Abash says is uninhabitable.

The old house where the asbestos had been peeled off, the tile was partially covered with a blue tarp. Abash is not sure, is it true Sifa lives in the peyot house?

And, along with his question and also his sense of curiosity, Sifa came out of the peyot's house.Sifa's face was shocked when she saw Abash was already standing outside her porch.

"Mr?" sifa.

Sifa's smile expands when she sees her bike next to Abash's.

"Well, thank God it's justified, thank you sir" said Sifa as she approached Abash.

Sifa reached into his bag and took his old wallet, he took money worth 15 thousand from his wallet

"Nih Sir," said Sifa while giving the 15 thousand scrapped money to Abash.

Abash raised his eyebrows next to, "For what?" tanyanya's confused.

"The cost of sticking my bicycle tire," said Sifa still with a 15 thousand money that looks tired.

Abash sighed softly, either feeling humiliated or feeling reluctant to hold the money. Understandably, Abash is different from Arash. As the author once said, if Abash is almost the same as Lucas. The difference is, Lucas does not like to touch, while Abash, here he is, if going to the traditional market or snacks on the side of the road, then Abash is reluctant to take the change.

I don't know, Abash was reluctant to hold the money that was scuffed and wrung from hand to hand. Sometimes Abash was very sad about it, most indigenous people, after taking the change, would fold or squeeze the money and put it in their pockets or bags.

While abroad, they will greatly appreciate the name of money. Even they save money neatly and do not fold. Because money is the most valuable and valuable thing.

"No need, I'll do it" said Abash, who was reluctant to get the money Sifa gave, and Abash was sincere in helping her.

"I don't want to owe anyone, sir," Sifa grabbed Abash's hand and put the money in Abash's hand.

Abash immediately grimaced when he saw the money was already in his hands.

"I'm sincere, take this," Abash returned the money to Sifa.

"Oh my goodness, sir. I'm also sincere about paying it, and I really don't want to owe anyone anything" said Sifa, who tried to return the money, but Abash pulled his hand up.

No, Abash doesn't want to touch the racket anymore.

"Okay, if you don't want to accept my help," Abash said and crouched down.

"Eh, what do you want?" saifa asked frantically when she saw Abash open the lid on her bike.

"Don't, Sir." Sifa also pulled Abash's hand away from the tire of his bicycle, so that Abash sat on the ground and also Sifa who fell.

"Aww..." Sifa grimaced and stroked her buttocks.

"What the hell, Lo?" abash's grumble is upset that his clothes must be dirty exposed to wet soil.

"Sorry, Sir. Saa is afraid that my father is riding my bicycle tires, the workshop here is far sir, I will have to immediately come to the campus to take care of all my internship administration," said Sifa who felt guilty.

Abash kesal dan menepuk bokongnya yang terkena tanah basah, "Akh, sial banget sih Gue pagi ini,"gerutunya pelan.

"Emm, you got a change of clothes? if there is, the pants let me wash, if it is clean and neat I return to the father," said Sifa timidly.

It seems like Sifa's idea is not a bad idea. But clearly Abash would not have Sifa wash his clothes because Abash would have brought his clothes to the laundry. Abash just needs to borrow Sifa's bathroom and change her clothes.

"I picked up the clothes in the car first," Abash said leaving a dumbfounded Sifa staring at him.

Before long Abash returned with a paper bag in his hand. "I'm borrowing your bathroom,"

"Oh, yes sir." Sifa let Abash in and showed him where the bathroom was.

Abash entered with eyes looking around the house. Hmm, although from the outside looks peyot, but the inside is quite clean. Sifa cleaned her house and arranged it neatly. Tap a lot of furniture, even in the living room there are only two long rattan chairs and one old sofa.

Abash went into the bathroom, it was pretty clean. Although the floor is not ceramic and hanay is cement, it is quite clean and not slippery. Looks like Sifa is giving up her bathroom. Can this be said bathroom? If the room Om Duda, open-roofed bathroom is said to be a well. Yes, even though half the roof is covered with a blue tarp.

Hmm, most of the blue tarps are at Sifa's house.

Abash turned his head the other way, and Abash was choking successfully with his own spit. How not, Abash's eyes were treated to a frontal view. That is a small-sized rectangular fabric and glasses made of foam. Where the color is purple again. And, in addition there is a small hole in the triangular fabric and also the busanya glasses. It is seen if the minimal clothes are tired of being worn every day and washed and in the sun.

Abash grimaced again and shook his head, quickly turning around before his wild thoughts ventured everywhere.

The problem is, Abash is an adult and a normal man. Surely if you see that will be swept away his mind.

Abash changed his pants and his suit. When she finished, she came out of the bathroom and was shocked to find Sifa standing frantically in front of the bathroom door.

"You got me?" abash asked with a sharp look at Sifa.

Sifa glanced towards the bathroom, then her face turned grimacing. He opened his eyes several times while looking at Abash.

"Mr is done?' sifa asked with a soft and flushed face.

Abash quickly understood, nodding his head and walking past Sifa. Sifa's breath was heard in Abash's ear.

Abash gave a smile, thinking that Sifa was peeping at him. But it seemed that was not what made Sifa stand in front of the door with her panicked face, but because her shabby skimpy clothes sunk clearly in the bathroom.

　

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