Driver For The Madam
Chapters 11. Unheeded

Whistling I came out of my armature.

today's passengers were a lot. The dusty road with the hot sun, did not make me tremble. I entered the shop as usual. They.combat friends are already standby at the table usually we occupy.

"MJ must always be late. Artists are the same rich ordinary people we are," taunted mas Yanto while chuckling at the sight of other friends.

"Yes artist dateng first.bisa disperse fans ..ha.ha.ha.ha," said Memet laughing widely.

"You're eating ajah still discussing the artist. You guys are not sure what yes.godain I mulu," I'm upset.

"So definitely not," they said simultaneously.

They looked at each other while laughing. Realize their compactness just now.

For me these are their own entertainment in the midst of fatigue began to control themselves.

"Lik, you know." Udin stopped talking when Yanto's hand deliberately nudged his arm.

I saw Yanto mas signaled that Udin did not continue his words earlier.

"Have no secrets between us. Continue aja mas Udin want to chat what the fuck," said I relaxed.

"Eemmm.anu....Rrrosyanti. I saw him yesterday in the village next door when I went to find passengers there," he said.

"Oh.that woman. It was Udin. I have nothing to do with it, either" my sergeant relaxed as he sipped my drink that was served at the table.

They all looked stiff. Someone sniffed his shoulder.

"Look easy. I accidentally saw him fitting his feet set this village again," I added.

"Udah ..already..eat first. The mbok was instead dicuekin just as nganterin our order," I invite them to enjoy the food that has been ordered.

"Woi..eat..," Continue with Yanto.

"It's also abis wash your hands mo eat," timpal bang memet .

We're all silent a thousand languages. I

guessing their minds. Perhaps they could no longer enjoy the food in front of him.

"So it's not comfortable that they eat not tasteful.do I do do ajain ya," I thought while saying in my heart.

"Mas Yanto.that's the guy we were talking about," pointed me towards the entrance of the stall.

All of them looked in the direction I pointed.

"Sial..kita kerjain MJ woi.liat aja tuh his face grimacing," said mas Udin poked me with an empty plastic bottle.

"Partian..the meal is enjoyed not to be lived..understand sir-father as well as permanent residents of the terminal?" it was unbearable to see their reaction I laughed happily.

"Sue." The most senior Mas Yanto said he did not accept.

"Eitss..relax om. Later, he added tuwir if it's crashing," teased me again at mas Yanto.

We all can only laugh.

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"Sir Malik.." a female voice called out to me.

I looked towards the source of the sound.

"Lho...ibu Zainab..why can it be in this terminal buk? where did Ahmad go?" I asked in wonder.

"Mother from college in the city next door son. My mother came down here because there was a sudden business. So I can't bring my mother home" said Mrs Zainab.

I just nodded my head in understanding.

"Son. Next Friday there is a study in Mulyosari village. I brought 15 members. About not fit if it goes into angkot?" tanyanya doubt.

"Oh.the power is buk. But if it doesn't fit later. I brought an extra wooden bench to sit in the middle." My light.

"That's a bouquet, thank you!" say again.

"Yes already...Mom wants to go ahead first. Toni said that she would pick up my mother" he added.

"Please ma'am..be careful!" I told Bu Zainab.

Zainab's mom stepped away from me.

I continued to search for passengers again.

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Otherside.

Zainab is waiting for someone in front of the terminal. The awaited ones never arrive. He picked up his phone in a bag and called his eldest son.

I heard them greeting each other. Without further ado Zainab asks where Toni is now.

"Ton.ibu was waiting almost 10 minutes at the terminal. So you're picking it up?" asked Zainab riled.

"It's only been 10 minutes ma'am. Not long ago, I was on the road. Just wait until." Tony said relax.

"Yes already. I've been scared here for a long time. Where the mother is alone again no one else added.

"Yes.my dear mother.5 minutes must be nyampe," said Toni across the phone.

Toni turned off her phone.

Zainab could only look around. Feelings fret. He thinks that if it's terminal like this. Must be a lot of pickpockets.

Throw away that feeling of worry. He sat in a long chair, calming down.

It's not long before Toni comes.

Zainab breathes a sigh of relief. They finally came home together.

Somewhere.in front of a coffee shop.sepa2sang eyes noticed the movements of Toni and her mother before they went home.

"Ngapain bengong lu. noon gini even daydream," hardik next-door friend.

"Gue didn't bengong woi.gue saw Toni just now. He picked up his mother" replied the man who noticed Toni.

"Toni....? mr Ahmad's son is the angkot boss?" ask her again.

"Yoi...cuih..gue had told him to sell the same stuff as the village youth here.he even refused raw," he was upset.

"So that's a selling boy too? ck..ck...ck." His mouth while shaking his head.

"Yes.ya time buy that new car using his salary money so sales marketing. Not enough bro.walopun nyicil," he said lightly.

"But the car is not new. I mean, not that recently. Almost 6 months like that." Said the man next to her.

"He's a new member bro. Yeah.got until a year is the sale of goods." Further again.

"What person is the target? why should I be away from the village? isn't it better selling it in the village? rarely sniffed sir ici right?" ask her questions.

"Come on," the man replied as he sniffed his shoulders.

The two of them were still watching the mother and son in front of the terminal until the car that Toni was driving had gone away and was no longer visible.

After paying for their order, the two men left and called the young man they usually met every week. They stepped together into a public toilet around there.

"It. You'll love it" while taking out a small plastic clip inside which is a mini-sized white color pill.

After something happened in there. Udin rushed into the toilet. Accidentally hit one of the two.

"Sorry mas. Not intentionally.duh again in a hurry. It's at the end of the horn. Again, I'm sorry," as he passed into the toilet.

"New prey. He's not really old. It is appropriate that we cooperate. He also appeared to be Rada Oon," the man Udin had hit smiled and smirked cunningly. His mind is planning something. Something that can add to his wallet.