
Chapters. 33
"Stop stop!" rinda shouted as the car they were riding in passed a bus stop.
Making the man sitting behind the wheel turn his head in shock and immediately step on the brakes. To make their bodies flinch forward. Sudden sangking. Luckily, behind the car they were riding in there was no other car. Still a long way away.
"Why?" ghani asked in a sharp tone. Uh, no. More precisely the man was slightly annoyed by Rinda's attitude. In addition, the girl's hand that plays pull her arm. It's very dangerous.
"Gue get off here!" rinda said as she tidied up her uniform and grabbed a sling bag.
Ghani raised one eyebrow. Stare intensely at the girl. What else will he do now. Thought Ghani.
While Rinda who understood Ghani was confused by her attitude, the girl immediately explained.
"Gue don't want to debate the same anymore, brother. So, mending open the door right now. Because I was tired from the morning of the same grand debate lo," said Rinda. "I'm going down here. Instead of later fans lo see me get off your car. There's that clown run me over." Rinda's cerocos again.
Ghani scrunched his forehead. "Russy?" repeat the man.
Rinda, who had just realized that she had slipped, closed her mouth and smiled without guilt.
"No. Now, open the door," asked Rinda again to divert Ghani's question.
Ghani himself did not mind either. After all, they left together also at the insistence of Ayumna's mother earlier. Instead of them hearing the lecture in the morning, while earlier they had been arguing while in the room, they finally obeyed.
Rinda got out of Ghani's car. The girl walked to the stop behind her husband's car.
Ghani did not leave immediately. Deliberately waiting at least to see there is a bus that pulled over first and then he drove his car.
However, there were not five minutes Rinda out of his car, the girl seemed to bang on the car glass on the left side. Ghani opened the left window. Asked with his eyes.
Rinda grimaced in embarrassment as she extended her hand towards Ghani. Ghani fell silent, then welcomed the girl's hand which he thought Rinda would salim first before leaving.
"Huh, what the hell!" sahut Rinda's a little sniffy. Brushed off Ghani's hand a little hard. Ghani is becoming more and more clueless. "Gue doesn't want to salim the same. Ge-eran is a person."
The look on the girl's face, which was originally upset, changed so quickly when she wanted to. Seen now Rinda smiled embarrassed when she wanted to express her will.
"What?" ghani asked a little nyolot. Rinda was immediately angry.
"Ck! The feeling of seeing the men's husbands in the same calm as his wife. If this is a big war, the feeling is mulling," muttered Rinda in a loud voice.
"Depends on his wife's attitude!" sahut Ghani who began to ignite emotions over the attitude of Rinda subhanallah.
"Udah, ah! That's not what's important right now." break up Rinda.
Ghani is still waiting for the girl to talk.
"You ask for money to pay for the bus later. All for snacks in the cafeteria," asked Rinda without looking at Ghani. Because that girl was feeling very embarrassed at this moment. Just two days into a husband and wife, but already begging. His inner.
Ghani sighed, then took the wallet that was in the pocket of her pants.
"Now!" he also held out a black card and partly gold-plated.
Sontak, Rinda glared and increasingly polled.
"Gue asked for money, not cards, brother! Where can pay for a bus makai card. It's so strange to be a person" Rinda said.
While Ghani is dumbstruck to see Rinda who rejects unlimited cards from him. "Ayeah, man like gini?" he murmured while shaking.
"Lo is weird. People ask for money even given a card," replied Rinda with an annoyed face. Then he saw a bus that was going to stop at the stop. "H, splinter! I'll be left!" insist Rinda later.
Lazily and with no idea what this girl looked like, Ghani reinserted her card and took out three pieces of red banknotes.
"This, less ap—"
"Udah, just one! Thanks!" said Rinda after taking one sheet with the nominal one hundred thousand. Then the girl ran away leaving Ghani still frozen staring at her from the rearview mirror.