Wound Bidder

5

Indra blocked the steps of the two people in front of him, then dragged one of them into the parking lot. The person he dragged had rebelled when he blocked his arm. But the strength of the man who was only as big as a duck power was unable to make Indra waver to release his check from the skinny hand.

"Wouldn't you throw my car with a rock?" The person he scratched his arm begeming when Indra persuaded his BMW 8 series car.

"What's this, Bang?" The young man who was with this man followed. He glanced at Indra's hand stuck to the arm of the person who was his friend and then the netra highlighted the white car in front of him. The net was stretched for a few seconds before normal. He brushed off the sweet man's hand until it slipped from his friend's uncomfortable arm. *Basic is disrespectful! I don't appreciate a girl who's been hijab! Touch arbitrary*!

The young woman breathed a sigh of relief. He rubbed his reddened arm. Almost this man touched his wound that had not dried due to the action of Mama.

"Lo has to make a restitution!" Indra stared intently at the pashmina-hooded woman with a slightly wrinkled forehead.

Dilla, the girl stared at Indra at a glance. For a moment he was stunned by the man in front of him. *Wasn't this man in question at the time*?

"Okay, brother" he answered. He should be responsible for the incident and not run away.

Indra showed a cynical smile. Whahuh? Well said? Just pay the angkot this girl can't afford. The sweet man was sure this girl was also unable to compensate. Where will he get the money?

Alright because Indra's kindness defeated the angels he will give an easy way for this girl. "But instead, there's no money!"

"Would you not use money?"

Indra nodded. "Lo can pay by being my baby for a month" he said.

Dilla shook her head at Aryo so as not to speak anything about her. "I'm busy, brother! In the final semester it is not time for anything else" the girl told Indra. "Sorry! Can't it be any other way?" tanyakanya.

Indra seemed to think. "OKAY. What if after graduating college you work at my company and the first month's pay is cut," he bargained. This time it makes more sense.

Dilla nodded. "OK, Brother!" Work in this guy's company? It doesn't feel bad. After all, wasn't the plan after he graduated from college he would get out of his parents' house? This man's offer was even profitable for him, because after graduating from college he did not need to be tired of looking for a job here and there.

"Name?"

"What name?" dilla asked not to understand.

"What's your name?"

"Huh?"

Indra snorted and reached for the phone in his pocket. "Who is your name and what is your mobile number?" He thrust a cell phone at Dilla who accepted hesitantly. Soon he typed the numbers on Indra's phone and then stored it with his name 'Dilla.'

"After you graduate! I called!" Indra read the girl's name in her contact flatly. "See you again, Dilla," he said before getting into the car and leaving the parking lot.