WAS I WRONG TO CHEAT?

Chapters.6. Ask for a Replacement of Loss

"Hiks. How can I continue my life without a motor. Hicks...."

Arinda sobbed with her head buried at the center of both knees. He was very sad, because the motor he used as a life support, had been destroyed.

Meanwhile, a man with a black helmet appeared to descend from his sport bike and then approached Arinda who was crying. But instead of discussing the matter of compensation, the man even made Arinda become emotionally ignited.

"Mr. You better get a little out of this corner. It's very dangerous if there is a passing vehicle" said the man who tried to persuade Arinda to immediately get away from the sharp corner.

"If there is a big car passing by. Not only was the motor butut mbak destroyed, but the body can be fused with asphalt," the man continued while looking back.

Hearing the greeting of the man who he believed to be the perpetrator from the crash, Arinda immediately raised her head with a face that had been filled with tears.

"Sampeyan there's no feeling at all? does Sampayen know that the motor that destroyed it was important to me? don't wait until you ride a good bike, continue until you don't care and don't ask me what I want?" the emotion of Arinda.

"Sampeyan even ndak nanyain my condition. Look it! my hands all hurt. Although I'm poor my skin is smooth. This is because of my skin so there is a scab," continued Arinda with breath that has gone up and down.

"The rich man will never understand the troubles of others. I'm really upset with sampeyan. It seems that sampeyan iru wong lanang died of feelings,"

Arinda did not give the man in front of her any chance to defend himself. It was as if his mouth was experiencing a blong. Suddenly the man blocked Arinda's hand. Not wanting to be insolent, the man wanted Arinda and himself to get out of the sharp corner immediately.

Arinda who was upset at the maximum, immediately threw the man's hand after they got to the safe side of the road.

"How much do you want to sell the bike?" ask the man seriously.

But that earnest question was interpreted differently by Arinda. Somehow, seeing his motorbike destroyed, Arinda so assume the man in front of him was insulting him.

"I don't want to sell that bike. The motor cannot be valued with money. Even if it was worth it, it would have been very cheap. And I can't afford to look for anything extra to buy a decent used bike." Answer Arinda.

"I just want to jambrong enter the workshop, and the cost of repairing it until the responsibility. That's more than enough" Arinda said.

The man looked towards the wrecked motor. Obviously he did not taste at all to fix the bike that is not worth using. In addition to wasting money, he also did not want to waste energy to pick up motorcycle debris that even the two motorcycle tires alone did not know where to roll.

Arinda looked at the man who was staring at the fragments of his motorbike. After the helmeted man faced him, Arinda tried to penetrate the face behind the dark glass but ended up failing.

"A satisfied to insult my motor in your mind? now I just need your confession, and you want some restitution or nothing?" ask Arinda.

The man looked at the pretty face of Arinda who looked very tired.

"Yes I'm ready to bring your bike to the workshop. I'll also compensate for your scuffed skin." The man replied as he took his wallet out of his back pocket.

But suddenly it was Arinda's turn to drag the man's hand. Arinda dragged him until they were near the man's motor sport.

"Your first responsibility. Sampeyan has to send me to work. Because I was late for work. Does sampeyan not know that my job is iki...."

"Where?" ask the man, pulling the gas.

"Gondolan shoe factory." Answer Arinda.

Without saying much, the man gasped and drove Arinda to his destination.

"This is just a real lanang. Tall, clean, white and fragrant. Mas Adit mah only fit work at the Bank aja sane appearance. Now, the shower is rare. Jesus...I iki opo yo? I even think of a strange thing," Arinda's mind.

"This girl has a very low level of vigilance. How can I trust a man who has even just made him wretched? isn't she afraid I'm gonna kidnap her? or even kill him just for not wanting compensation?" the inner man.

After a journey of almost 20 minutes, they arrived at the shoe factory. But when he came down, Arinda realized that she was too late. The atmosphere looked lonely in the parking lot.

"Remember bring the jambrong to the workshop!" said Arinda who then immediately turned around and left.

"What time are you home?" he asked the man while opening the helmet he was wearing.

"Jam tu-juh...." Reply Arinda with interrupted intonation.

Arinda was quite amazed by the good looks that the man had, when he had turned around.

"Edun. Lanang iki has Arab ancestry. This original Arabic mah, not arap nengdi," inner Arinda.

"As a cogan lover. Look at this my demon soul thrashed. Oh, my God, I'm late, "inner Arinda.

"Good to open the helmet. So I know what the face of sampeyan looks like. Don't try to escape!" said Arinda who then turned around and left.

The man chuckles when he sees Arinda disappear behind the main door of the factory.

"What a girl is plain is stupid? how can he ask for responsibility not name, nahan identity card or others. He didn't even ask for a penny" said the man, shaking his head.

The man then turned back his motorbike and gas-fired back to his home not far from the factory.

"I have a new PR for a used motorbike. I can't possibly take that wrecked motor to the workshop. Actually I could have run away, but I also could not see him again. But...."

The man recalled the moment Arinda roared in tears over his crushed motorbike. But besides, the value of humanity is still inherent in him. No need to think long after arriving at his home. The man was looking for information on social media, about used motorcycles worth using in various buying and selling groups.

After finding the right one, the man then called the number listed. And will see the used motorbikes deflect the day.

"Hufftt. If I'm not absent, I can cut my salary." Mumbled Arinda who then put her bag into the daycare locker. After that Arinda rushed into the factory in their distinctive uniform.

Arinda's eyes circled, looking at Mia and Dian's whereabouts. But Arinda only saw the figure of Mia who was busy arranging the soles of shoes and then approached by Arinda.