Call Me Your Baby!
Part 6 Gawat, I'm bad luck!

"Kaaakk Kaaakkk wake up at what time it is!" Shouted the middle-aged woman with a distinctive voice that is mama.

"What the hell is Ma, still sleepy," said I who was still unconscious.

"Son, it's your second day of work so no spirit anyway," said mama slightly patting my shoulder to just wake me up in the middle of the sleep.

"Ouch…. What time is Ma?" I asked who still closed my eyes.

"Udah at 6:15. You're at the office at 8, right?" Ask my mom back.

"Geez Ma…….."

Sure enough, hearing the clock from my mom managed to make me jump and almost fall from this bed.

"Gosh, where's the towel where's the towel."

The panicked me quickly thought as I ran to the bathroom after finding the blue towel lying on the study chair.

"I'm taking a shower, I'm not going to go hungry, I'm really stupid to brush my teeth" my mind.

"Damn, I'm bad luck" I grumbled as I washed my mouth filled with toothpaste and prepared to gargle with the flow of water from the sink.

"Ma, how are you still here? Gaby wants to put on this shirt."

"Wear clothes, you take a shower no yes," said the mama who was soft and a thin smile from the scratches of her lips very clearly visible.

"Ah Mama, sanaaaa get out first……"

I held her hand and took her out of the room. He actually observed this girl with an occasional smile. I don't know what's on your mind so she doesn't panic while I'm haunted by fear late on the second day of work.

After mama left the room, I closed the door again, and I immediately locked it to make sure that mama did not interfere with my limited time at the end of this investigation. Not to mention my superiors who are very horror, duh make feathers goosebumps have not even met him at this time.

"Wear what other clothes I am." I opened two cupboard doors to see which clothes I could wear today.

"Too the shirt pink, the pants black, the shoes black or pink yes later." That is the fashion debate that takes place within this self.

"Gaby is 7 and a half" said the mother from the front of the room.

"Ah Mama is watching me closely" I said quietly.

"Gue won't rush if you bring your own car." I added that direct online ojek message from the room. Without waiting for long, I immediately pulled my handbag, laptop on the table and went down to the point where I ordered the online object.

"Mah Pah, I left first yes it is too late" I shouted to those who were preparing breakfast.

"This is bringing the bekel already Mama has prepared Sis," cried mama and rushed to meet me who was already in the front yard.

"Okay, thank you Mah" said goodbye to my mother.

"On behalf of Kak Gabie," said the middle-aged father while pointing a green helmet typical ojek online to me.

"Yes Gaby Pak does not use her," answered me who laughed a little because of the wrong spelling of my name.

"Oh yes, sorry brother, please go up," he responded again.

After I felt sitting firmly on the motorbike, this vehicle was speeding. However, at the time on the main road traffic jams spread widely under the hot sun this morning.

I saw the watch on the left hand showing 06:55.

"Damn must be late!" My mind with uncertain feelings.

"Duh uh uh uh uh, this is the motorcycle's dead brother. Well how ya Kak," said the middle-aged man who pulled the bike because in the middle of this traffic jam the motorbike we were driving suddenly died.

"Wow, I'm trying to get down first sir. Try to embrace it, sir," said I who gave advice.

The man seemed to take my advice well. He tried to hold his bike up, and tried to grab it. However, still bad days are never expected, this matic motorbike still does not want to turn on.

"Oh yes sir. I just stop here. Mr. directly to the workshop, yes, I have a little money to help repair it. Oh yes, for the cost of the motorcycle directly from the application yes sir."

"Wow, I'm sorry, brother is troublesome. May the windfall of the Brother be propagated by God. Thank you very much Brother," replied the middle-aged man who looked so grateful with my help that the nominal was not much.

Mr. ojek online was alone and passed with the end pushing the bike, while I was confused to ask for help to who I can rely on.

"Azzka Azka….." Call me suddenly.

I reached into the bag and I found Azka's contact in this phone's contact list. Once I get it, I'll call the number I saved.

"Yeah, Azkaaaaa. Can I ask you a favor?" My spoken.

"Gaby, where are you? How noisy. Try to tone up the sound!" Reply Azka who seemed like she could not hear what I was talking about because of the hectic noise of the capital at this working hour.

"Yes I heard. Lo where?" Ask again with a scream. And with her small talk remains clear in my ear.

"Please me!!"

"Haaa? Lo why??" Ask who is still screaming. The sound reached my eardrum and it really felt loud because of the very high volume of sound.

"Please pick me up on Protocol Road. I'm on this side of the road near the stop."

"Haaa? I didn't hear. Hurry up and have a chat." Her answer that sounded obviously pointless over the phone line.

Azka immediately turned off her call. After 1 minute, there is an incoming message notification.

[Lo why? Chat only because I can't hear the sound of lo By] 07.10

I quickly tapped my thumb onto the screen containing the letters to merge them into sentences for Azka to understand my point.

[Ka, can you please pick me up? I'm on the edge of protocol road near the stop. I'm late for the office] 07.10

Still in the chat room, there was a notification from the screen that he was replying to my message.

[Awhile, I'm on this same road again. Wait there, 07.11

“Huh good thing Azka is near here. I'm late 11 minutes gini there will be no problems, yes,” murmured me with full of fear.

I looked to the right of the road hoping to easily recognize Azka's car and she could tell where I was.

“Kring..”

The notification reads. I clicked the notification.

[By, where are you? It's 7 o'clock more] 07.15

“Waduh Bang Gilang to ask gini. So scared of me,” my chatter.

[Bang, I'm on the edge of the Protocol Road again waiting for a friend's invitation. Last time riding an online motorcycle there were obstacles so I stopped here. Sorry Bang huhu] 07.16.

[Lo's friend is still that long? I'll take it for a while] 07.16.

[No Bang, it's close] 07.17.

About 100 meters away, a blue metallic car slowly pulled over to me. Unfortunately, I didn't know who the driver was.

The driver lowered the passenger window and looked at me.

“Quick ride By,” said the crossbreed man I know as Azka.

“Ah Azka's. Yes briefly.”

After getting into his car and wearing a seatbelt, he opened the question of me being there.

“Lo tumben really do not bring a car,” reprimand.

“Yes, I was bad luck. It will not be hunted if using a car, so I choose an online motorcycle taxi, uh even there is a motor problem,” I replied.

“Tofu is the same as you ride the car also hahaha,” reply with a laugh.

“This stuck really yeah. I am so late,” my murmur.

“Sabar beautiful, after all this hour is indeed the time people fight on the road because of office hours right. Tomorrow-tomorrow, do I need a phone so you don't have bad luck?” He smiled faintly while glancing at me.

“No need that too kali Ka. I can set my own alarm. Anyway, where are you going? Can fit really together again on that road,” Tanyaku.

“Custom, bokap ask me check this it to the office. So it is better in the morning I am there, in the afternoon I can take care of the resto again,” he replied.

Azka, this crossbred man in addition to his only heir, he also has several businesses engaged in culinary. Culinary is not part of his parents' property, but he has been pioneered since college. My age distance with him is arguably quite far around 3 years because he was the final level brother when I became a new student.

“Wah busy also yes schedule hahaha,” said I laughed to hear so dense schedule of a businessman and heirs this.

“Iya pretty busy me. I'm busy and hardworking and still hanging by you. What if I am unemployed who only play on mobile phones? Wah can-can auto in cut off hahaha.”

I glanced at him with a faint smile.

“Kaaaa don't start if you're very anxious!” I immediately pinched my left arm with such good muscle time.

Obviously in terms of physical, Azka is indisputable side of perfection. But I don't know, I still haven't and probably can't accept it as my partner.

Sometimes I ask myself, am I wrong or is Azka not the man I want?