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Riksa still continues to condemn his stupidity because he did not listen to what Puspa said so that he contacted Samuel. Riksa is currently trying to contact Samuel while continuing to stop the car that passed on the road, either the unlucky fate or how since then not even a single taxi car passed on this road.


"Oh boss, please pick up the phone!" exclaiming Riksa who was already very panicked and eyes that were already glazed.


Riksa was afraid that until he could not catch Puspa to the airport, because if Puspa had been brought out of the country it would take time to find him. While he could not imagine what could happen during the time of searching the addresses of both parents Puspa in Germany.


But either fate was toying with Riksa or how, when he tried to contact Samuel, Samuel's number could not be contacted. Riksa just remembered that at this hour Samuel did have an important meeting with Mr. Thomas and two other important companies. It's only natural that Riksa can't contact Samuel.


"Oh my God, what should I do?" ask Rikasi who is very frustrated.


With his battered condition plus clothes that are disheveled. It is very difficult to make other riders who pass on the road to be willing to stop their cars for Rika.


"Oh my God, please help me. Please God!" exclaiming Rikka while continuing to try to stop the passing car.


But when Rikta was trying to stop some cars, a motor matic approached her and stopped nearby.


"Sir Rikka!" call a man in glasses in a salted egg green shirt who immediately takes off his helmet.


Riksa who heard his name on the call directly looked towards the person who called out to him.


"You know me?" asked Riksa who did not know the person after looking at him.


"Pak Rikap, I Ucup interns in the administration, father why is this?" ask Ucup who feels sorry for the situation Rikas.


Riksa's eyes immediately turned towards the matic motor that was beside Ucup.


"I borrowed your bike, it's an emergency. Look, if I manage to catch up with my girlfriend, tomorrow you're not going to be an intern. Give me the keys!" exclaim Rikkan who directly ride the motor matic owned by Ucup.


Ucup immediately gave the helmet and motor key to Rikas. Rika quickly put on the helmet given by Ucup and immediately drove the motor towards the airport.


Ucup who heard what Rikas said just now immediately folded his hands in front of his chest. He prayed that Riksa could pursue his lover so that he would no longer be an intern.


"Oh my God, help Mr. Rikse. Make her journey easy to pursue her lover. Amen!" utup said sincerely even though he was also praying for himself actually.


Riksa continues to drive Ucup's motor matic at a very high speed. Riksa is indeed quite good at riding a motorcycle, even men with oriental faces are indeed good at driving any type of vehicle. He can even drive heavy vehicles such as trucks, buses or others.


In less than half an hour, Rikas arrived in front of the airport. He didn't even take off the helmet he was wearing. And immediately ran into the departure terminal when he had stopped the motor matic and parked where it should be.


In her actual state of being very tired, she still continues to try to get into the airport as soon as possible. Hoping that no plane would take off for half an hour he chased Puspa.


As soon as he reached the information section, he asked the officer who was there.


"Sir, are there any planes flying to Germany for a few minutes?" ask Rikas in a hurry.


The information officer asked by Riksa showed a slightly frightened facial expression when he saw the state of Riksa.


"Sir, your condition is very severe sir. Go to the clinic next door...!"


The officer gasped and held his chest in shock at being snapped by Rikas. It turns out that even though the intention is good, if at the wrong time, it will also eventually make him feel bad on his own.


"Sorry sir, the flight to Germany departed fifteen minutes ago. And that's the last flight of the day!" obviously the officer tagged Ivone.


Rijakan had even fallen and was sitting limp on the floor before Ivone finished speaking.


"Puspa, my god. I'm late...!" lirih Rikasi who began to feel pain all over her body.


Ivone, who was worried about Riksa's condition, asked one of the male officers to help him take Rika to the clinic at the airport.


But when the two officers tried to wake Rikta up and break him into the clinic, Rikasi still had time to ask Ivone when the next flight to Germany. Ivone who felt sorry for Rikasi immediately returned to his desk and checked on his computer, after she gets her information she immediately returns to Rikasi while packing her with a male attendant heading towards the airport clinic.


"Tomorrow morning at 6 am, there is one flight to master Germany!" ivone.


Rikai was very disappointed in himself.


'I can't wait that long, I have to see Samuel!' batin Rikas's.


Rika then let go of the man's officer and Ivone's hands.


"Thank you for your help, but I need to get going!" riksa said without turning his head again immediately left the male officer and Ivone.


"Hey, what's wrong with that guy. He couldn't even walk properly, his path was already staggering!" muttered the male officer who had helped to call Rikas.


"Don't know bang, but it looks like he's chasing his life!" ivone answered who was still looking at Rikas who staggered out of the airport.


"You mean?" ask the man officer.


"Come, but a guy like that is lucky for the girl he's chasing!" ivone replied whose eyes had begun to glaze over.


"You mean Ivone, don't understand me!" the man officer said again.


Ivone then turned his eyes from the airport exit that no longer seemed Rikas there towards the male officer who was beside him.


"What is a single Muhtar?" ivone asked the officer the money man was named Muhtar.


Muhtar nodded his head quickly.


"Pantesan, what the young man experienced will not be understood as single!" added Ivone who immediately left Muhtar who was still standing in his place because he was confused to go to his desk again.


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