Wife Deposit Lecturer
32.
"Jeez, Mr. Nicho was a long time ago. I'm drooling this," grumbled Alina while watching her tormented Dose while waiting for her message to be so.
Feeling unable to wait, Alina decides to catch up with Nicho. Carefully, Alina stepped out of the car.
Look to the left right, to make sure there is a vehicle or not, because the street vendor is across the wide road.
Feeling certain, Alina crossed the street carefully. But, unfortunately a motorbike drove fast and looked confused by the position of Alina who was already in the middle of the road. What's more, with the motor brakes that are a bit blong, make the motorbike panic.
Nicho who was not eager to look at his car, immediately made to panic, because he saw Alina who crossed the road with a motorcycle that leads to Alina.
"Dina!" nicho shouted while running, trying to save Alina.
Brakes
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Seeing the tragedy directly in front of him, involving the mother of the child, made Nicho's heart seem to want to escape from its place.
Nicho's body was glued to his place, with his breathing rising and falling irregularly. His heart was still beating so fast and hard. A speck of tears dripped from both of his eyes, without Nicho noticing.
No, not because Alina has been hit by that biker. But, because of such deep gratitude Nicho. The plane survived and the child survived. Nicho is very grateful for that.
"Sir Nicho?" Alina immediately cried back to her embrace, after Nicho was right in front of her and hugged her.
'Lord, thank you.' Inner Nicho, said such deep and sincere gratitude.
"Sir?" call Alina, after removing the wound from Nicho.
"Hm?" Nicho looked at Alina, and wiped away the remains of tears that had imprinted on his cheeks.
Alina did not answer, but looked at a rider who seemed still conscious, while being helped by the community who willingly helped her.
"Come," asked Nicho, to approach the biker.
"Sir, but I'm afraid of the hyx." Alina who metasa guilty, of course so afraid to approach the motorbike driver.
"There I am, you don't have to worry" Nicho told Alina.
Finally, Alina wanted to follow Nicho to the motorcyclist, although with a sense of doubt.
The mistake was on Alina, because she thought the bike was still far enough away, and Alina decided to cross the road, and made the biker confused and panicked.
The biker willingly crashed himself into a roadblock, to avoid Alina and the other riders. Therefore, Nicho felt very grateful.
"Put it in my car. I will be responsible" Nicho said, pointing to his car.
Residents swiftly carried the rider into Nicho's car, and put him in the back seat of the wheel.
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"I'm sorry, sir. Because of my mistake, you become like this," said Alina while holding back tears.
"It's okay, Mba. Anyway, I am still safe," replied the motorcyclist, whose name is known as Ibrahim, after being aware of his stings.
"So calm, I will change the bike Mr. Ibrahim. And as my gratitude, would Mr Ibrahim want to work with me?" Nicho looked at Mr. Ibrahim seriously.
"No need, sir. Financed my treatment alone is very grateful," refused Mr. Ibrahim, because it felt bad, because when he asked about the cost of the hospital to a nurse who cared for him, because, suddenly Nicho and Alina enter, and answer that the hospital fee has been paid in full
Nicho salutes the sincerity and kindness of Mr. Ibrahim, and wants to hire him in his house later with Alina. Indeed, Nicho had prepared a house that Alina would occupy.
Nicho wants to make Mr. Ibrahim one of his trusted people to take care of Alina and her home later. Because, to find a person as sincere as Mr. Ibrahmi, it is not easy.
"Sir Ibrahim, would you please accept?" Alina pleaded, because that was one way to make up for her mistake.
Feeling bad for Nicho and Alina, Mr. Ibrahim finally accepted Nicho and Alina's request to work at his home.
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On the other hand, a girl is carelessly on her own, because her message is not reciprocated by her best friend. Who else, if not Tasya.
Many times Tasya checks the phone, every time there is a message notification. And many times, Tasya swallowed disappointment, because the message was not from the person he was waiting for. An unknown number sent him a message.
Tasya replied to the message, asking for the identity of the sender. In less than a second, the owner of the unknown number immediately replied to a message from Tasya.
"Kiko?!"
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