
Next day
Marisa is already preparing to take Mentari to school, today for the first time Marisa is riding a motorcycle after a long time.
"Look Nak. later" Marisa asked the child.
"Yes, Ma'am" replied Mentari as she ran towards the front, where Marisa was ready to leave.
The motorcycle they were going to go to school was ready, Marisa started the engine and then started pulling the gas slowly.
Motorcycles used have entered the highway, to arrive at the school where the sun.
It took a long time, along the way a lot of passing through markets and shops. So that the morning streets are increasingly crowded with motorists.
A very pleasant trip, can drive using a motor breathe the morning air.
After the trip there is a little strange with the vehicle in use, Marisa to the side of the road and then get off the motorbike. To see what happened to his vehicle, after seeing it turned out his motorcycle tire was leaking.
"Yes, the tyre is leaking" said Marisa, looking out at the sun.
"Keep we are late dong Bu. " replied Mentari while pursing his lips.
"Hopefully it's not too late, we try to push in that direction who knows there's a tire maker over there! " said Marisa while pushing her bike, without Lowering the Mentari.
Marisa has been pushing the bike for a long time, but has not been found by her mover. Sweat had soaked Marisa's forehead, fatigue had taken hold of her.
Marisa paused on the side of the road, then looked to the other side hoping to find someone who would help her.
Suddenly there was a luxury vehicle that stopped right in front of him.
"Can I help you, miss? " ask someone who's in the car, he doesn't go down just lower his car glass in half.
Marisa did not answer the stranger's question, instead pushing back her bike.
The car continued to follow Marisa from behind while saying "Miss here is no workshop" the person said.
Marisa ignored him, instead continued to walk while pushing.
After quite a long time, finally met with the workshop as well. Marisa's clothes were soaked in sweat, she pushed her motorbike to be repaired immediately.
"Sir can the tire patch here? " ask Marisa.
"Yes, you can wait a minute, yes, we have this done first" said the person who works in the workshop.
"Kira long time no well, about his fear of being late my son arrived at school this is the first time he went to school" said Marisa while staring at the motorbike that has not been repaired.
"Maybe about fifteen minutes" the person replied.
"Yes already then, I live his bike! Want to take my child to school first" Marisa said to workers at the workshop.
After leaving his vehicle at the Marisa workshop to go to the side of the road to find public transportation, it did not take long to stop right in front of Marisa. Finally Marisa and Mentari use bajaj to get to school.
"Mom if every day to school riding exciting bajaj also yes" said the sun with a small laugh, for the first time he rode this type of vehicle.
"Mothers when they were in school used to ride their bajaj, but more often take the question cheaper" replied Marisa.
"Owh is so, ma'am" said Marisa.
"It's more economical to ride an angkot" said Marisa with a thin smile towards the child.
After a while on the way, finally the bajaj they were riding on had landed perfectly in front of the school gate. Marisa pays the fare first, then leaves to go to school immediately. For fear of Mentari arriving late in class, with a quick step Marisa while holding Mentari's hand to immediately enter.
Marisa continued to walk forward regardless of who was around, until arriving in front of the class she was reunited with the person who had greeted her on the street.
"Hallo Miss we meet again here, lest we be a match" said the man as he blinked his eyes sideways.
"Don't be ashamed! " said one of the men beside her, looking more tidy and reserved
"Beautiful boss, not in wine"
"Stupidly you are well, she is the wife of the person was you later in the tabok of her husband" said Rendra, as he reached out to Bagas' ear to get away from Marisa. He who witnessed the two men only shook his head, then continued his journey to escort Mentari immediately to class.
After Mentari entered the class, and told him that he would pick Mentari up again after school had returned home.
Marisa will pick up her bike first before going to the flower shop, today for the first time she was given this big need. So Marisa doesn't want to disappoint her in-laws, who are already kind to her
Marisa took the public transportation back to get to the workshop immediately, after a long time Marisa had arrived at the workshop.
"It's over, sir? " ask Marisa.
"Not yet, mbak, about yes this tire is ugly so it can not be patched even though it can be most tomorrow or the day after leaking again because there are many traces of the patch but it is up to me to eat it I wait ! " said the workshop attendant, Marisa saw the contents of her wallet afraid of not enough money to change the tire, she also had only two days in this place so could not make money.
"How much does it cost sir to replace it with a new one? " ask Marisa.
"The price of the tire is thirty-five thousand plus the installation service is ten thousand" replied the workshop worker.
Marisa rubbed her chest while giving thanks in her heart, it turned out that the money she held was enough to replace the tire with a new one.
After a while the bike is finished and ready to be carried around accompanying the master.
Marisa made the payment for the maintenance of her motorbike, then she immediately left the workshop to immediately go to the florist.
After a long journey, Marisa finally arrived at the flower shop safely. Marisa was greeted with a smile by several shopkeepers, Marisa put her bag in the room that was available. Not too broad but enough to rest and more.
"Mom this note for delivery later in the afternoon, can be a big boss who will send to there because it's loyal customers and the order is never a little" said Nana, said, the shop service may be her age under Marisa about the look on her face.
"Well let me go there later, after all, it is now my responsibility ", Marisa replied with a smile on her lips.