You're My Wife Not My Storage
Part 1's

The sun shone so brightly this morning, as bright as the spirit of a beautiful girl who never tire of looking for a mouthful of rice for today.

Tiara Andriyani is a 20-year-old girl. His life was full of struggles, after his parents died. Tiara should strive hard and stay cheerful in this life.

The story of 2 years ago, right after He graduated High School. Plan after plan has been compiled to proceed to the top universities in this city. But all that reality must shut down all his dreams.

His parents who died because of an accident made him have to live independently. His parents' house even sold Tiara to cover all of his father's debts. The rest Tiara used to buy this metic motor. The motorbike that accompanies him to seek sustenance every day.

Tiara looks at her phone and looks a fluffy smile on her lips "Okay first order. The spirit of Tiara"

Tiara wears her online oje jacket as well as her helmet. He started his metic motor and kept his phone in front of the usual place he kept his phone.

Start the day with enthusiasm, that's the word that Tiara always makes as an encouragement for herself.

A girl of Tiara's age should be on campus to go to college and walk with her friends. Or just doing chores together while gossiping about handsome boys.

But not with Tiara, all she has in her life right now is to be able to eat and pay her rent.

Tiara stopped her motorbike in front of a large, luxurious house. Tiara squeezed the bell beside the white-painted gate.

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"For a while Mas" cried the beautiful girl wearing the same hijab as her just because Tiara was wearing a helmet so invisible.

"Sorry Mas waited a long time" said Rama as he opened the gate

"No papa Mbak" replied Tiara kindly

The girl was surprised when she heard Tiara's voice and she immediately turned her head.

"I'm sorry, I guess the driver's a boy. It turned out to be a woman, but it was good that I was happy to get a female driver" Tania said as she looked at her phone

'Basic oon, this is Tiara's name why I called him Mas'

"No papa" Tiara replied as she handed the helmet to her first passenger

"Oh yeah Tiara, isn't your name Tiara?"

Tiara nodded "Yes mbak"

"I'm Celin" reached out her hand as she fell out kindly

"Let's be friends, hahaha I'm tired of not having any friends to tell me about my fatigue at work" Celin had already boarded Tiara's bike

"Mbak, if you're not ashamed to be friends with my rich ojol driver" said Tiara lowly

Celin patted Tiara on the shoulder "Don't say rich. I didn't choose to choose friends. I'll ask for your phone number"

"Yes mbak, this is the purpose according to the application ka mbak?" tanya Tiara has started to turn on her bike

"Yes"

Tiara began to take her motorcycle to her passenger destination. Celin occasionally invites him to talk but Tiara only answers as soon as possible because she still feels awkward. Only this time can a good and friendly female passenger even want to invite her to make friends. Usually only male passengers like to talk a lot . Yes, most of them just put out the word seduction.

Tiara stopped his motorbike right in front of the largest and most complete hospital with medical equipment and also a reliable doctor.

"Bak works here? Is the doctor here?"tiara asked while receiving the helmet from Celin

"Yes, this is my family's hereditary hospital. Now I take care of it" Celin replied

Tiara swallowed her salivary with great difficulty "Well, what, the owner of this hospital?"

"Hmmm. It's not me who has it but my parents and my grandfather" Celin said humbly

"Hmmm. It's the same time" Tiara said staring in amazement at the woman in front of her. What a woman who is not arrogant and humble

"Yes that's why I asked for your phone number" Celin thrust his phone towards Tiara

Tiara picked up the phone and typed her phone number. Then hand the phone back to Celin.

"Thank you, later if I take off we go together. Bye" Celin said with a sweet smile

"Yes mbak"

After Celin paid the fare on Tiara. He also went straight into the hospital.

Tiara also returned to the motorbike while waiting for the next order.

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