You Are My Sunshine
The Part 243
Mr. Jono controlled the car while occasionally exchanging glances with Ms. Rina through a mirror located near the wheel. He racked his brain how to thwart Dara's request that somehow today was so stubborn as never before.
Ms. Rina who was sitting next to Dara was eager to send a message to Wira about this, but because her mistress was right next to her made her not free to do so. The white Toyota Alphard car was deliberately driven at low speed by the driver, trying to buy time while looking for ways to contact the master as soon as possible.
"Sir, why his car gini yes way, not like usual." Dara asked Mr. Jono because he felt that the vehicle he was riding was running too slowly.
"I also don't know Madam, let's check it out for a second. But here we are a bit difficult to pull over because the road is crowded if this morning. Hopefully in front of the road flow is a bit quiet," said Mr. Jono remained calm even though he deliberately drove very slowly.
"Yes already." Dara squeezed her fingers intertwined, honestly stung with fear and guilt slipped in her heart for lying to her husband to solve her curiosity.
Naturally, Dara had waited a long time to find out who her parents were. As soon as a beam of bright spots began to be obtained, a sense of excitement to immediately find out the truth is unstoppable.
The white car pulled over on a rather empty street, they had only taken about thirty minutes of travel. Mr. Jono immediately went down and pretended to check the engine of the car whose condition was actually no problem at all. He approached the window of the passenger seat where Dara sat in it and then tapped politely.
"Where sir, is there a problem with the car?" Dara immediately spouted out her question.
"Look, ma'am, it looks like the engine's a little problematic. We have to find the nearest workshop before continuing the journey, especially if traveling a long distance outside the city then the vehicle must be in top condition," he said giving an excuse while scratching his nape does not itch.
"Duuuh, why should his car have a problem at a time like this," he complained.
"If forced to fear things that are not desirable, Madam," continued Mr. Jono back.
"Good Mistress." Mr. Jono nodded politely with a smile of relief. He continued the journey until he arrived at an official workshop that was still closed because the new time showed at eight.
"Madam, all workshops are officially open at ten. We have to wait until the time is open" said Mr. Jono who sat behind the wheel.
"Is there no workshop that opens faster? if you have to wait a long time a lot of wasted time," said Dara frustrated.
"There is no Madam. But for a minute, I'll try to contact my colleague who works here, maybe it can be opened sooner than usual."
"Yes, please Sir. Just try calling. Hopefully we can," replied Dara expectantly.
Mr. Jono nodded and got out of the car a bit away, he did not contact his friend, but used this opportunity to inform his Master. It had been three times that he had dialed the same number and remained unappointed, it seemed like Wira was really busy at the moment. Mr. Jono finally sent a text message, hoping that his employer would soon read his message about Dara's intentions, forcing him to go out of town to find an address instead of a boutique as planned.
Mr. Jono got back in the car and tried to stay calm in the middle of his nervousness. "Sorry Madam, it looks like we'll have to wait until it opens on schedule."
Dara rubbed her face riled up and took a deep breath. "Hopefully the repair will not take long," he said lethargic who responded to a nod by Mr. Jono.
"Akhs...." Dara grimaced holding her stomach, for some reason since leaving earlier her baby continues to kick hard as if she was protesting inside there because her mother did not obey her father.
"My dear Mama's child, calm down" murmured Dara as she rubbed her distended stomach.