Driver For The Madam
Chapter 8. Occasions

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I was relaxing in the work room.

While watching my employees at

behind the glass of the room. The car I know

perfectly parked in front of the workshop.

I thought the owner was coming.

Malik got out of his car. I'm direct

moved closer. I don't want to happen

something with. Moreover, this concerns

the worst in his life.

I can't hide the look

gusarku face. It's hard to know

something but as if I didn't know anything.

"Why the hell mas? is there a demon, right?

why is the crab not clear that?" ablaze

chuckles.

"Jeez. Short again

maghrib Lik's. Your mouth don't fad, though,

shuuuutttt.

I realized it accidentally. I

wanderlust looking for Andi's whereabouts.

"That's not to be discussed anymore. Ye

why come here?" ask me without further ado.

"If you come here, something's wrong

the same vehicle. My time is not right

want to serve here anyway. Ogah.

oli.he.he," said Malik.

"So, Toni's auto parts have to be serviced Lik? why didn't he come here by himself?" manyu.

"Regular.busy people. Mana stamped him

come mas. His job he said

always stacking. That's why I was told

bring this car here" Malik replied

pat the car body.

"Yes, here's the key. Let me just that

bring it in," I bargained with him.

He gave me Toni's car keys.

Malik looks for existence

somebody's. His view circled the whole body

workshop.

Jaaaassshhh......

Suddenly I heard the sound of a flat car.

Yeah, I saw him there. Andi

up and down jack change tires

next to the Honda Civic.

The sound of Malik muttering while

smilingly. Actually I know he is

mumble what. But I pretend I don't

hear.

"What did you say, Lik? what a catch!"

I said while rubbing the shoots

chief Malik.

"Hush.bener-gener deh mas kadir nih.

Amit-amit mas, do not take sambet.

That's the Andi, I was looking for him.

where's there. Uh. even a sudden nongol,"

malik is long.

"Oh.. Andi's? where do you know where

Andi Lik?" manya curious.

"When did Malik know Andi? feelings

I've never known them both" I

think while saying in your heart.

"Know here mas. I know where

any more?" kernyit Malik was astonished

staring at.

"Oh yeah. I remember now. That was him

take angkot malem-malem. I told you to

Andi's waiting for Malik, "my inner.

"Ooo.kirain have known each other before,

your pantesan used to be with him,"

continued again.

"I used to be with Andi? that is to say

Kadir what is it? I don't understand it," asked

Malik was surprised at me.

I let out a breath. Thinking for a moment.

What am I supposed to tell Malik?

I was confused, but it was clear

yesterday afternoon Rosyanti came to see you

Andi. And I just found out that you are too

who took Ros away from Malik.

"Hadeuh.bener I really don't have the heart to see.

this good man in front of me. It was ah

I'm tellingain ajah." I said in my heart.

"So kemaren tuh..." I started to tell stories.

--- - Flash back------

That afternoon I went out to go home. Because

it's time for me to rest at home.

I saw a woman in the parking lot

workshop. It's like looking for someone.

I haven't seen him in a long time.

Yes ...2 years he went and disappeared without news from this village.

He saw me and approached me.

With a smile he stuck out

her hands. Signs of shaking hands.

he said while releasing his hand.

"Alhamdulillah good. You.

can here? what's the matter, Ros?"

i wondered. That reaction, the reaction

my face was surprised at my question.

"Oh.that's.that's.I..I want to meet Aan.

mas," he replied while bowing his face.

"Will? who's Aan...?" kernitku confused.

I know there are no employees

named Aan here.

"That's it, the man, the man" pointed Rosyanti.

at me.

I saw Andi approaching us.

"What's wrong with them? why did Rosyanti know Andi?" inner wondering.

I was thinking about the connection

them both. Turns out...Aan yang

ross is Andi. My new mechanic

and my sister's friend.

"Andi?.. So you're the same Andi....?" without

continuing question. Face-laut

Rosyanti in front of me as if

answer my questions that haven't

done that.

"Pain you come here Ti. Didn't already

I said don't go back to this village?

especially if you are in this place.

Let's go home!" andi exclaims to Rosyanti

while pulling his arm rough.

The view in front of me is not

ordinary. Maybe this is the karma

I accepted Ros for wasting it

husband and child.

Andi was being rude to him.

"I'm sorry about Kadir. I pamper

a minute! want to nganterin Yanti go home mas,"

his face looks bad.

"From them fighting here.

mending me straight away.

It could be a spectacle for people

in this workshop," my inner.

"Yes.iya.lagian kan Imran already came.

while your job is just a minute.

you go home first" I'll let them

as soon as possible to leave this workshop.

"Thank you for understanding. We're saying goodbye, though,

Assalamualaikum." Said Andi

dragging Ros out.

"Waalaikumsalam," I replied

look at the behavior of both of them.

"It turns out Aan was Andi? and Ros is Yanti?

it seems like Ros is having trouble with Andi's attitude

the temprament. He was very rude to Ros.

I followed my point of view on both of them.

In the motor park. I saw Them

both argue something. It looks like it

make Andi ride black on Rosyanti.

I exhaled my breath slowly. Lord

it is fair. He did reply

those who do evil in this world.

One example is a couple

in front of me this.

"They are none of my business.

Now I have to go home and

watching my kids at home."

I stepped into my car and got into it.

Drive the car home.

----- Flashback Off------- Flashback

Malik heard my story. Reaction

exaggerating while holding his chest.

His views imply a hatred he is craving.

Now he knows. The man who has

took his wife away from home.

And I didn't expect. That Andi is

it was Aan that Malik had been looking for

when his wife left home.

Malik went to the man's house at the time

next door village and the result is nil.

Two years passed. The man was already in front

his eyes and they knew each other without knowing

then they are related to each other.

Malik left and left immediately

I am alone.

I know his mind is racing this time.

Maybe now he gets

shock therapy from this incident.

He walked alone towards the house

her employer. Mr. Ahmad, the angkot boss

the only one in this village.

"Better he's the same Fatma. Devoured

sweet girl, smart and kind." My inner

as I passed to my vehicle

it's neatly parked.