Bang Ojek I Love You
Second meeting

"Be careful donk, Mas!" shouted Ilana. When accidentally hit someone who was standing in the lobby.

"My kok? It's the bump!" No less loudly Rizal retaliated, even so he still helped the woman pick up a lot of luggage.

"Mbak Ilana, has been waiting for Mr. Abdel in his room" exclaimed one of the front officers.

"Thanks, On. Tell me it's been nyampe, 5 minutes I'll be there." Ilana gestured to the woman behind the table.

Ilana roughly snatched a stack of papers containing her draft work for the division this month from Rizal's hands.

"Thank you!" then rushed to the elevator.

"Aren't you a stranger?" inner Ilana while waiting for the elevator door to close she noticed the young man. His forehead was wrinkled, his brain was thinking hard about remembering something.

****

"You must be the new kid?" sapa Indah, one of the office girls when he saw Rizal.

"Yes," replied Rizal.

"Kenalin, akyu Indah Dewinta Permatahati's. You can call me Beautiful, if for the name of the contact you can use a careless little write my heart. No lick? Merciful, you're a dipper, right?" the sweet black-faced woman made Rizal almost choke because of his silliness.

"Eh, that. Don't disturb Rizal, kasian sampek soaked." Mr. Opram chimed in. Beautiful throbbing annoyed at the thick mustachioed man who made the atmosphere of lunch hour fun.

"You're Mr. Handoko's sodas, right?" Mr. Opram approached and sat down in front of Rizal who was enjoying a warm tea and rice wrap.

"S-I'm a friend of Mr. Handoko's sister," Rizal replied while watching Mr. Opram who was stirring coffee.

"So I saw you get hit by Miss Ilana, huh?"

Rizal frowned, "Bak Ilana? Which one is it, sir?"

"Yes who hit you in the lobby earlier,"

"Ohh ... That fierce chick right now, sir?"

"Hush, you can't say that. He's a former corporate director's father-in-law."

"Really, Sir?" Rizal put the spoon and folded the rice wrapping paper and threw it into the trash.

"Yes,"

"But what, the former candidate anyway?"

"Okay, Mr. Opram is gossiping. Yes, obviously the former candidate is, not until the marriage of his son Mr. Dirut died."

"Huh, dead? How can?" Rizal was curious.

"The accident he said,"

"Why did he say?" Rizal back to kepo.

"Ishhhh. Even the gossip, the work!" Shouted Mr. Opram disperse chatter Rizal and Indah.

****

"Rizal, aren't you busy?" Mr. Opram patted Rizal on the shoulder from behind while handing him a package.

"What is this, sir?"

"Getting from the seventh floor, cubicle number eighteen. Interin? Wow I'm really cool," Mr. Opram grimaced while holding his stomach.

"Ohh, prepare. Number eighteen, right?" Rizal.

Mr. Opram nodded then ran towards the bathroom.

Rizal uses the elevator to go up to the seventh floor.

"Ehhhh .. wow this endulita!" Saipul cried when he happened to cross paths with Rizal in the elevator. Rizal knew the error of the man fighting the woman chose silence.

"Didih, handsome, meow meow, dear budek cyin .. " furious because of Rizal's silence, Saipul put on a dirty face.

In Rizal's heart hoped that the man in the red shirt would immediately step aside from his presence. But damn, it turns out Saipul also went down on the seventh floor.

"Lo follow me?!" Saipul immediately shoots Rizal with a laughable question when he finds out that Rizal is walking behind him.

"No, Mas uh sir. I just want to deliver this for the number eighteen cubicle." Rizal cuek and walk ahead of Saipul.

****

After circling the room, he finally found the number eighteen cubicle. But in it empty no one inhabits. Not to say impolite finally Rizal chose to wait for the master to come. Before long a woman came from the opposite direction and sat in the cubicle.

"Why are you standing here?!" Ilana ketus, she remembered the incident this morning.

"I just want to deliver this, Ma'am. Mr. Opram has a stomachache, so—"

"Thank you!!!" Ilana again immediately snatched the package of food from Rizal's hand. This time with a rough.

Rizal is upset but chooses silence and rushes away from there.

****

The clock has shown six o'clock more, after making sure all the work is in order. Rizal rushed out of the pantry. Walking quickly to the parking lot, suddenly, his footsteps stopped when he saw the scenery that attracted his attention.

A stranger woman. Ketus women who finally realized that the woman that caused him to lose his job as Yojek. He treated her twice less well. Seeing this kind of situation actually Rizal's little heart refused to help. But if he remembers Babe's message to always do good to others, he finally chooses to save the woman.

Her face was pale, the woman looked uncomfortable when a man roughly grasped her hand and forced her to get in the car.

"Ilana, you must beat me." The middle-eastern-faced man pleaded but in a rude and angry voice.

"I said no, it's all over Saddam!!" Ilana tried to take her hand off Saddam.

"Please!!" ilana.

Rizal ran towards them.

"Please let go, this is your girl. Not for kasarain!" Although Rizal's body lost big, he was undaunted.

"Lo who? Don't be a whiz, especially if you don't know the problem." Saddam.

"I am, the future husband—"

"MAN!!" Ilana.

"This is none of my business. But I really don't like to see men as rough as women" Rizal came closer to Saddam.

"I will not hesitate to call security if Mas does not want to release Ms. Ilana," threatened Rizal.

"Call me! This company has my aunt. I'm not scared!" Saddam replied loudly with a hardened face.

"I don't care whose company is this? Even if this company belongs to Mas, still doing violence to women cannot be justified. If I want, I can take a video and viral lo Mas. It's not me who will judge, but all internet users." Rizal then takes the phone in his pocket and pretends to take pictures and videos. Saddam who felt cornered finally released his hand from Ilana.

Anger was clearly visible on Saddam's face, he swore many times before getting into his white luxury car.

"Gue will meet you again!" Strangled Saddam before closing the car door and prompting him to leave the parking lot.

"Good try," cried Ilana a little friendlier than usual.

Rizal's turn this time who did not care, he felt reluctant to respond to Ilana. It doesn't matter either. Rizal helps her just because she did what Babe had entrusted to her before she died.

"Hey, you were Yojek the other day, right?" Ilana tried to stop Rizal's quick steps.

Rizal just turned his head and smiled, he then immediately opened the motorcycle seat, took his jacket and helmet to then wear it.

"Thanks, huh?" Ilana shouted again but Rizal only answered by lowering his head and then starting the motorbike and leaving the parking lot.