Wife Custody (Second Love)

"..Let Me Go, Too."

Flashback Keanu & Julie - part two

I turned off my engine, and rushed down. Then I led the bike and asked Mr. Parking, where there is a tire patch nearby. It turned out to be a long way away.

"About a kilo, Ma'am."

I decided to call Katie first. He sounded panicked across there.

"Well, what else, Kat. Here I push the bike to the patch, that's why I took a taxi to your place. Just be patient."

"Just get on with it, Jul." He turned off the phone, probably upset. Or anxious, maybe? Oh, never mind, what to say. Also called a hindrance.

I pushed my bike in the direction that Mr. Parking pointed out earlier. Halfway through, suddenly a car pulled over in front of me. I raised an eyebrow, astonished. I didn't recognize the car, the license plate, either. That who?

Oh, bodo very, Jul. Any time you want to park, there is business, want to withdraw money at the ATM kali, my mind. Uh, but, there's no ATM here. Ah, don't know.

I pointed my bike to the right side of the car and continued pushing the bike.

"Mom! Ma'am!"

Reflex, I pressed the brake on my right hand. Then throw it yourself. I heard the sound of steps running towards me.

"Bak, what's the bike?"

The feeling I've heard this voice, where is it?

I looked towards that voice.

O to the M to the G.

O. M. G.

OH!!!

Again my mouth was open and my eyes widened unblinking. That guy, again. Handsome from the bakery!

"Oh, the front tire is flat? I help, can I?"

I opened my eyes, trying to regain consciousness. Damn, why am I so embarrassing in front of this handsome guy? That day, nabrak-mbak in front of me. Now, the motorbike's flat. Nasiiib...

"But, how's it going, Mas?"

The man seemed to think. "Yes, yes, too. The tire patch is still far away?"

"So from the word Mr. Parking earlier, it's still 500 meters."

"The baby's in a hurry, right? I'm sorry, I was on the phone chatting mama."

Uh, did he catch me on Katie's phone earlier?

"Can't drive a car?"

I nodded with a frown, not understanding where this conversation was going.

"Mbaknya drive my car until the tire patch, let me push the bike Mbak. I'm gapapa, already trained to take care of these things."

"Serious mas? It's still a long way off," I said in pleasantries.

"Yes, Mother. Just relax. I love sports, hehehe." He answered while grinning wide. A sweet drop. Oops.

Duh, if forced like this I will be good, Mas, my mind.

As a result, I can only obey the words of the Handsome. I don't know why, I don't think he accepted any rejection from me. Yes, we follow, let's hurry.

Upon arrival at the tire patch, I got out of the car of the Handsome and approached him who was talking to Mr. Tambal Ban.

"Come, get in my car. My anterin. Hurrying right?"

I gawked again. Also worried. On the one hand I did need to get to Katie's workshop quickly. But on the other hand, who is this? Don't know, why help? If he's bad, how?

"Sir, I'm not a bad person. Okay, let's go in. Call the address, we go there. The important thing is to get there first."

I nodded and walked towards the door of the car. Still hesitant, but I decided to go with him. I'll give her a change of gas money. Really, what's important is the place Katie was.

I mentioned Katie's workshop address, and we skated there. Along the way we met each other.

"I'm Keanu. Ma'am, who?"

"Julie, Mom. Duh, sorry Mas Keanu, I have got some gini. Keanu has no other needs?"

"It just so happens that I am empty today. So you can be free everywhere. Oh yeah, Ma'am Julie, which one is this guy? How do you think there's a gini?"

I smiled shyly. This time someone praised me. Uh, that can be categorized as complimenting, no?

"My father is a Jogja, my mother is English. But I am an Indonesian. I don't speak this English. The tongue is also Indonesian. From the language of taste."

I saw the Handsome, uh Mas Keanu laughing.

"It could be, what a person. Why not become English? It's cool to be a bule."

"Just like that, Mas. I am the one who has already met Indonesia. Its cultural variety is rich, language, food, customs. I am amazed by this country, so it is a great love for Indonesia. The same England as well. Can't be dibandingin anyway. I love England as much as I love Indonesia. But I was more comfortable in Indonesia and became an Indonesian. Because from birth already in Indonesia and accustomed in Indonesia. Uh, you know what I mean?"

Hehehehe I am like this. After all, the likes of Nyerocos are unclear. I am sometimes confused by what I mean. Hehe.

"Yes, Mother. Understand anyway. My mother is also a Jogja deket. Slide a bit, deket Borobudur Temple."

"Yeah.. The Dekets are yes. Can go back together at any time. Take that free bus. Excited as it may be. Didn't expect me, it turns out we are both descendants of Java."

Then we talked about something else. Mas Keanu's work, further turmoil of my study, until our residence that turned out to be close together, only different housing complexes but still one subdistrict.

Without notice, we arrived at Katie's workshop. I thanked Mas Keanu while reaching for the bag, looking for my wallet. Remember, I was gonna change the gas money because I was riding in the car.

"Hmm, Jul. Can I come with you inside?"

Yeah, he's not using "Mbak" to call me. It turns out we are 6 years old. She's older than I thought. Last time I guessed his age, I thought he was 25 or something. Apparently a little more to three-headed.

"Would you like to come? Long time I was here. Malem sampe. Keanu gapapa? What's not the activity? I don't want to interrupt Mas Keanu."

"Look down Jul. I am really free today. Confused where he was going. Like again anterin you gini mending I go along. At home I also play or sleep the most."

"Yes already if Mas Keanu maksa mah. I'm delicious, hehehe."

"It could be you, Jul. Yuk." yuk."

Nothing to lose either, right? Camein handsome guy like an angel. Uh but it's groggy too. Will the photo shoot diiatin dong?

We'll see it later.

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**Hello, readers. Sorry I just said hello in this episode. Maybe now still quiet yes, but writhing the statistics every day slowly, I became sure my writing was read!

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