Asiyah End Times
Rujak Brother

The luxury car was still traveling at moderate speed on the highway to the Mall. Asiyah drove her own car. Jolted his body, immediately remembered that there was one more prospective personal assistant that He had not contacted.

"Astaghfirullah, O Allah until you forget this ngabarin my other personal assistant candidate, Caca," Asiyah gasped at once.

The car brake suddenly stepped on. Asiyah stopped by the roadside.

Dduuaarrr..

A voice rang out from the back of the car he was driving.

Asiyah looked at her spy.

Behind the car, there was a motorbike driving. Abang rangja rangli fruit seller.

The motor brother rujak can not avoid the car driven by Asiyah which is right in front of him.

Asiyah got out of her car. Seeing things outside. Subhanallah, everything looks messy, due to his negligence.

The back of Asiyah's car was dilapidated. While the concrete glass tube that the brothers carried on the motor, immediately crashed into the asphalt, along with the reverse of the brother motor to the asphalt. Scattered with peeled fruits on the streets, his curry seemed fresh tempting flowing in every fiber of the street.

Let's be slow to survive. Such is the sound of a very familiar proverb in the ears of the community. It also seems to be very aptly addressed to Asiyah and brother rujak at the moment.

Asiyah's rush in stopping her car, is indeed an inappropriate attitude. Shouldn't Asiyah still be able to swipe first at the speed of her car, as well as in every direction that should have been the thing to do while driving? But Asiyah had neglected to do so.

While brother Rujak riding his bike at full speed, without taking into account the risk that will occur. Various kinds of bad possibilities, including things that befall him at this time.

"Astaghfirullah.. Baanngg, sorry I'm Proud, I will change everything, yes" said Asiyah. Panicked. Feeling very guilty about the destruction of the belongings of brother rujak, after seeing the situation that occurred as a whole.

Asiyah was well aware of her mistake.

Rujak's brother was still silent. Shock. For a few minutes. Seeing the fruits of his trade scattering. Gasoline motorbikes also seep in the streets.

"Bang, Bang," Asiyah continued to call the abg rujak.

Asiyah approached.

"Hallooo, Bang, assalamu'alaykum" said Asiyah, moving her palm to the face of her brother. Once. Twice. Trying to resuscitate the empty view of brother rujak.

"Baanngg, don't worry, I will change everything, I was wrong, too suddenly braked the car," explained Asiyah.

Rujak's brother was still silent without a word. Now his body began to move. Rujak's brother began to clean up his belongings scattered on the road.

The atmosphere around became crowded. Witnessing the embarrassing incident carried out by Asiyah. Rumbling noises of people passing by, talking about Asiyah, a famous celebrity has been negligent in driving.

Such is the law in the midst of society, one time enough for a person to make a mistake in his life, then the thousand good he has done will instantly disappear from view.

Human judgment is sometimes unfair. Subjective thinking that results from an assessment of a person can destroy others very quickly. Killing the character of others with their own way of mind without any scientific proof based on facts in the field.

Someone approached Asiyah. A man who doesn't know what he really meant to Asiyah. From earlier, since the beginning of this embarrassing incident happened, this man had always cornered Asiyah.

"Are you drunk?! During the day like this even for the act, must be drunk mother-mothers mother-father," like wanting to squeeze. This guy makes the atmosphere hotter. It was like inciting everyone watching to drown in the stigma He created about Asiyah.

"I'm sorry, sir, for the rest of my life, I've never touched anything like that" Asiyah said loudly to the man she didn't know, when hearing his name is called by the accompaniment of opinion that is very, very detrimental to him.

"Yes, if you are not drunk, you prove it, right now you have to take responsibility" explained the man with emphasis on his words.

Trying to keep his body on Asiyah more and more, like there was something personal that he wanted to convey to Asiyah.

But Asiyah immediately avoided it.

"Already Ma'am, I'm okay, just that I was shocked Ma'am, so I couldn't speak a little," the rujak brother turned out to be a very good person. It was Justri who calmed Asiyah in this incident. He approached Asiyah after finishing cleaning the motorbike along with her street merchandise alone. No one was watching to help him.

Asiyah's gaze was fixed on brother rujak. Noticed it. Forgetting that crazy man who only made the atmosphere around more rowdy, which only added to the burden of his mind, after the guilt that had approached him first.

"Nothing Ma'am, no one was hurt, I'm all healthy, just this is, as Mbak saw, all my merchandise was destroyed all, my bike became ringsek," obviously that brother rujak.

"Alhamdulillah if all is well Bang, yes Bang, I understand, I will replace all the damage including trading losses Abang, I will, it has been a long time I am looking for a private driver to take me everywhere, but have not met his soul mate," explained Asiyah.

"Thank you very much Mbak before, but Mbak's car was also rattled due to the collision of my motorbike earlier," said Abang Rujak, seemed to start feeling guilty.

"My car does not need to think, what is important now is how the condition of Brother, and Brother can sincerely forgive Me," explained Asiyah wisely admitted and wanted to correct her mistake.

"Actually I was also wrong earlier Ma'am, I was riding a motorcycle in a dreamy state," silent for a moment, like hesitating to tell something to Asiyah.

"My wife needs the cost to give birth by way of cesarean operations, but I am confused, do not know where to look for the cost, while my income sells lunch to eat and pay the rent, Ma'am," continued. It looked very heavy saying that brother rujak to Asiyah.

Seeing the peace that occurred between the two, the residents who crowded to see them and had eaten the talk of the man provocateurs, have now left the scene. They resumed their respective activities without any reaction.

"Hmmm.." Asiyah thought for a moment. Quiescent.

"Can you drive a car?" ask Asiyah.

"Alhamdulillah can Mbak," replied the brother rujak, still looking lethargic.

"There's SIM?" ask Asiyah again.

"Alhamdulillah, SIM My vehicle is complete Ma'am, because in the office long before I was in PHK of the company and selling rujak, I work as a driver in the office Mbak, distributing goods,"

"Maaa Allah, thank God, it is fitting then Bang, would you like to work with Me? Become my personal driver?" enthusiastic. Asiyah made an offer.

Still standing on the side of the road. The atmosphere seemed to begin to melt between Asiyah and Rujak's brother. Plus the Asiyah offer about a job on brother rujak. Of course making Rujak's brother more curious. Moreover, the brother of Rujak also knew how much wages were paid by Asiyah to his workers.

Asiyah is a famous celebrity who is high income and is notoriously loyal to her workers. Who doesn't know about this. Instantly hope began to wake up to brother Rujak will ease his wife later at the time of giving birth to his first child.

"Hhmmm.. sorry before Bang, I am in a hurry, may I ask for Abang's mobile number?" ask Asiyah.

"By Mbak, 08....." as soon as possible my brother gave me his mobile number.

Tettt. tteeett.

"Hhmmm.. Can you name the account number you have? I will transfer right now, all the damage costs I have created," explained Asiyah.

"Can Mbak, there I keep on the phone, briefly," said brother rujak, quickly.

"56789.

"Okeees.. I send it right now Bang," said Asiyah.

Cclinngg.. Asiyah mobile banking notification sound.

"Bank Nusantara on behalf of Nomo Sudiro yaa Bang? Right?" ask Asiyah.

"It's true Ma'am, my name is Nomo."

"Okee I have transferred to Bang" Asiyah showed proof of her transaction to the brother Rujak.

How shocked Nomo was, the money transferred by Asiyah far outweighed the losses he had suffered.

"God, Ma'am, most of this."

"Have Bang, it's okay, just take it, I'm bad, again I'm sorry Bang, later I call back to talk about the work I offered earlier," said Asiyah

"Then I'm sorry Bang, assalamu'alaykum, '" continued Asiyah who then passed to take a quick step towards her car.

"Wa'alaykumussalam, be careful Ma'am," Nomo waved his hand at Asiyah who had passed leaving him.