
"Hurm, no, run, no? well, how is that? masa' I escaped? but if you don't run away, it's a long affair. Gini luxury cars must be very expensive, then the neighbors to scratch pagers, 15 million. This is a great car, ouch! how's this?" frustrated say.
I try to take a deep breath. I put the food order in my bicycle basket and I approached the car up close. I have to take responsibility anyway, because this is all my fault. I approached the steering window, I peeked into it. And no one was there. I turned to the back glass but suddenly...
"Hey, what are you doing? you want to steal?" I snatched a voice from behind me. Makes me flinch in shock and jump backwards.
I held onto my chest which was still beating fast.
"Huh, ngaggetin the father! Whoever wants to steal it, my guy's got this car!" answer me quickly. Because the appearance of the person who snapped at me earlier turned out to be nothing like my expectations. I thought the guy was creepy because the baritone and his tone was high earlier. But as I see it, the guy's small, old and glazed over. It's like Ko Acong.
"Well, who owns this car?" her question seemed to be watching my surroundings.
Well, when he asked about it. I was nervous again, afraid to say it. Because I thought he was the owner of this car
"The man who owns this car, right?" ask me nervous.
"This is my master's car, I'm the driver... Jesus!!" squealed when I found the reason I was here.
He then approached the large beret I made in this luxury car.
"Geez, why is this so?" ask her with a voice that also shakes. I think he was also afraid of being blamed by his master.
I was getting scared, my hands were shaking and when I put my hands together it felt really cold.
'What about it, the driver was scared. His master must be fierce! kill me!' my mind is really panicking.
As we were watching the damage to the car I was making from behind, I heard the voice of a woman approaching us.
"Darling, I'm sorry. Please don't keep me!" said a woman who seemed to have seen it from the chicken booth and the man was still the same, a man who looked very cold to the woman.
But, suddenly the man pulled my waist closer towards her. I widened my eyes in surprise. I tried to take his hand off me but he whispered something in my ear.
"Follow what I command, I know what you've done to my car!" the whisper is very slow, the sound is slow but makes me creep.
"You've come, I've been waiting for you for a long time! Mr. Urip open the door, I'll take my future wife home!" the man said and the driver opened the door.
I'm still trying to digest this. To home? he'll take me to his house. Well, how about the chicken pussy Mini and Haris.
"But me." I was nervous but the man pulled my hand and got into his car.
This man immediately closed the car door after me and himself got into the car.
"Sam... Sam open the door!" shouted the beautiful blonde woman while pounding on the car window.
"Road Mr. Urip!" he and his middle-aged driver immediately drove forward the vehicle we were riding.
I panicked, I looked up at my bike and the basket.
'Duh, how sorry Mini is with Haris, it must have been with laxity!' my mind is sad.
"So how are you going to replace the damage to my car?" tanya heavy voice heavier than the voice of Mr. Urip and the sound managed to make me tremble again.
I slowly turned my head back, I turned my body position facing towards this handsome man in front of me. I'm still quiet, I really don't know what to say.
My eyes widened, he recorded it. I looked up at the screen of the latest phone from the man I believe is very rich.
He immediately pulled it again and turned his head towards me, I gasped in shock as I looked towards his eyes that were so sharp when looking.
He recorded me pulling the bike until the moment I got to his car. When did he do that, how could it be like that? I'm still very confused thinking about all that. I looked back at him.
"Tu.. sir sorry, ta.. but sa.... I will...!"
"Do you have a speech disorder?" ask me so casually.
"I'm nervous, so talk about it!" answer me quickly.
"Well, can you talk normally?" asking again made me realize if what he said was true.
I breathe out my breath again.
"Sir, I'll replace it, damage your car, but can you please?" ask him to put on a face.
"I only work in the master bookstore, and I still have a little brother who is still in High School. My father was just a school guard and my mother was just a rice vendor sitting in the same school as my father. Please give me some leniency sir, I admit that I was wrong. But to be honest I didn't accidentally, I'm really sorry sir!" obviously I was at length while folding both of my palms in front of him.
"Hundred million!" suddenly shouted.
I gasped at what he said. I opened my mouth wide, I guess now I really look really ugly.
"Hundred million?" ask me to repeat the question.
"What's a hundred million?" I asked after my mouth managed to force my jaw slightly up.
"The damage to the car you need to replace!" his reply was leisurely and his expression was loh, very flat.
Again I widened my eyes, that much money from where I could get. Is that true? I really can't say anything anymore.
"I'll give you twelve hours to recoup my losses, otherwise I'll report you and sue you. I have proof!" his snapping makes my knees and feet feel weak. It was as if no blood was flowing there.
I closed my eyes in frustration, I even closed my face because I was no longer able to hold back my tears that were about to come out. I was thinking about how if mom and dad knew they were old, how about because I'm sick and mom, she'd be nagging.
"Or can you choose one more way?" ask her and make me wipe my tears immediately.
"Is there another way? oh I know, I'll work for you sir, being a waitress is okay sir, until all my debts are paid off?" ask me quickly.
He even chuckles.
"Interesting too but not that!" straightforwardly.
He came closer, leaning his body towards me made me lean my body backward.
"Married to me!" he said with a look I really can't understand.
***
Seriate...