Wound Bidder

8

"Why lo?" Fiko who saw Indra pensively in her room asked with her eyebrows linked. He opened the door wider to enter, then stood at the side of his friend and boss.

It was clear how heavy the breath of the sweet man was. Fiko thought if this man might be affected by asthma to daydream like this. Quickly he shook his head in order to dismiss his mischievous thoughts.

"Gue not pa-pa," Indra replied uninspiredly. He stood up, walking lethargicly to the door. Fiko followed him until the office pack.

"Gue take you home!" Fiko snatched Indra's suit draped in the man's arm. He reached into his pocket, looking for a car key. He would not let this man go home alone. I don't know what will happen if Indra drives a car with this chaotic situation.

Indra according to him, refused even free. He opened the car door and sat next to the steering wheel. Pensive again. Moving cars leave a quiet office pack. Indra turned to look at Fiko while saying slowly, "Antar me aja apartment." His friend nodded.

At first glance Indra saw the shadow of someone through the rearview mirror on the back bench. He widened his eyes, making sure he didn't see wrong. Heads look back. "Elo?" He was shocked when Tito was suddenly in the back seat. "When did the car get in?" His forehead was wrinkled with a confused expression.

"Since you were dumbfounded a moment ago," replied Tito. The man with the roar looked at Indra seriously. "Lo why, uh?" tanyakanya.

"No pa-pa."

Tito snorting. "You don't pa-pa, why from earlier bengong continue to be rich people with ambeyen," he said. Fiko in front painstakingly held back the laughter. *What is the relationship between dumbass and ambeyen*? thought.

Indra just shut up. If he usually will hit the mouth of Tito who originally said. Nice guy looks like he's said to have ambeyen. *Amit-amit*.

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"Ndra lo why woy?" Fiko and Tito repeatedly asked the same question. If Indra had still replied. Unlike now who did not get any response. The man did not flinch. They both gave up. Fiko calls Dino to go to Indra's apartment. Meanwhile, Tito called Ridho and conveyed the situation of Indra now to the man who took him to migrate.

The clock's needle is ticking. Indra recalled the situation this afternoon. He was too confident that Nisa also liked him. Embarrassing indeed a handsome man himself was rejected in public. What else is that look of a cat. He wondered who the person who had preceded him proposed to Nisa. Is that Heru? It could be that Nisa likes an ordinary-looking person like that. Even though it is good?

Dino comes to ask the same thing as Fiko and Tito followed by Ridho half an hour later. And with that man he told me everything. Crying is not as usual. The man came in a wet shirt to make her touched. Ah that's how dear Ridho is to her. He was closer to Ridho than any of his other friends.

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Time passes by so quickly. Indra tried to be herself as usual even though her heart was still sore. His four-wheeled vehicle drove in the dark of the night. Breaking silence. Today it was overtime again. Busying yourself is powerful to quickly move on. Mohamed Tarek's nasyid song accompanied him. Follow the lyrics in the part of the song he memorized.

"Astaghfirullah

Indra braked the car when suddenly someone passed by. He almost hit her.

"Mr?" A blue-hooded girl looked down in shock. "Be careful dong," he snapped. Then his mouth shut watching the girl's shoulder shake. "Eh Ma'am?" He stuttered. Is it possible that he was so outrageous that he made this weirdo cry?

His foot approached the girl. Just now she was about to get up the girl suddenly shouted.

"Don't come any closer!"

Indra's steps stopped. It seems that the girl is afraid of him. "Eh i-iya Ma'am!" *That's so weird*.

"Aren't you pa-pa?"

There's no answer. Just sobs that he heard. "Where's the house, ma'am? Let me take you! It's not good girls are alone here!"

"No!" Indra screamed while covering both ears. *Buset. Why are people shouting mutely? Can I suck for a long time*?

"I don't want to go back to that house!" The girl raised her face. Indra's eyes were rounded to see the face he had met a year ago. This chick? Indra forgot his name.

"Lo?" Indra stepped quickly closer to him regardless of his screams. "Why is this so?" he asked when he saw the bruises on the girl's face. Wound at the corner of the lip. *Who is the God who would do this*?"

His heart grieved to see it.

"You don't want to answer! Not what! Now you come with me to the police station!"

"No! I don't want to!" With the same voice again. *Fix I have a budek*. Indra rubbed her ears ringing. "Jaudah, if you don't want to. You come with me!" Indra spoke as softly as possible. "Let me be a good person" he said again, commenting on a thin smile.

"LTW. Don't you remember me?" Seeing no response, he chose to ask. "Don't remember?" He scratched his non-itchy head. "OKAY. I know Indra! The most handsome man in the world!" Without extending a hand. The girl in front of him held a smile. "Eh lo smile," he said with his hands pointing at the girl. "Now do you believe I'm a good person?"

"Let's still have the same debt as me! You remember that, right?"

"Where am I being taken?" asked the girl slowly not to shout like before.

"To my apartment!" Seeing the look on the girl's face Indra added. "Let's just not live there!"

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