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When we got out, I could hear the sound of cursing everywhere. I even saw Jack get out of the car and yell at the driver in the back of our car.
In the middle of a crowded road like this the cars around me had stopped and almost all of them got out of their respective cars. People who saw the accident on the side of the road started to swarm.
Just as Bayu was dragging me up the sidewalk, a man and woman walked quickly across from us. A moment both of them stared at Bayu and I glimpsed and just passed by. Suspecting, I turned to look at the two people who ran quickly into the car we were riding in.
The bustling and jostling atmosphere made me think that this place was suitable to trick as Bayu had planned.
The fast pace we were about to enter the alley, people also started running from inside the alley wanting to see the accident that happened and Bayu's grasp was getting tighter with me. He seemed to be very wary of people passing by us.
I clasped his hand back and slightly shook his hand, as I had done in the mall. Bayu's attention finally turned to me at a glance, he turned his head.
“We are not going to the central hospital?” My whisper.
“No.” His whisper.
I no longer asked, just watching his face from the side. His hardened jaw and his focused eyes. He looks very serious compared to the time of the incident in the mall.
Bayu dragged me into the alleys I didn't know. We walked until the next ten minutes to arrive at some of the shops that were open. The rest of the place is still closed.
Then we crossed the street and he took me to an official motorcycle repair shop that looked deserted and there were no customers there. Only employees who are busy fixing motorcycles are lined up there.
Upon arriving at the registration table, a man in his uniform stood up to greet us. Without saying much Bayu took out a piece of paper from his pants pocket without taking his hand from me.
After the man before us read the contents in the paper, he smiled and asked us to wait.
After all, Bayu glanced at me and looked at me like he was checking something out. “You weren't hurt ‘kan?”
I frowned and shook my head. This guy is more nervous than usual. “I know I'll be fine with you.”
Bayu chuckled softly and his face looked more relaxed now. “Why did you feel this morning after what I said. You didn't ask much.”
Seeing Bayu looking at me confused made me just shrug my shoulders. “Why not? I'm basically a submissive woman.”
This man rubbed the top of my head with his free hand and said quietly. “I'll explain later. Thanks for not asking now.”
Right after Bayu said it, the sound of the motor horn was heard distracting us. From inside the spacious workshop, two men carrying black sports bikes approached us and the man who had said we had returned to his place in front of the table.
“You can pay it at the cashier.” He said he handed me another piece of paper.
I peeked at the amount to be paid and when Bayu was about to step up, I immediately held him back. “Let me pay inside. You just check the motor.”
“Good it.” Then his hand came off. Bayu handed the paper over and reached into his pants pocket, taking out his black wallet from there.
There was a void when her big hand no longer held my hand, but I just smiled a little at her back that was walking away.
Then I also turned around and stepped wide towards the cashier inside the workshop. After paying the service fee with cash and receiving proof of payment, I turned around and immediately put Bayu's wallet inside my little shawl bag.
“Come on.” Ask him to hand me a white full face helmet. Bayu is ready on his bike. I could only see his eyes because he was wearing the same helmet as me just his color was black.
I nodded and immediately put on the helmet, then got on the bike and then Bayu turned on the bike and we darted along the highway with other vehicles.
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Throughout the journey, we did not speak. Just be quiet with your own mind. Bayu rode his bike at high speed while we were on an empty road. Until the next forty minutes, we entered an area. Obviously Bayu took me away from the city.
Then we stopped in front of a house with a high fence. The people who lived around the place looked at us confused and curious.
“Whose house is this?” I asked after getting off the bike and removing the helmet. Unbiased in disbelief, now my body aches. Bayu also came down and opened his helmet.
“We'll take a short break here.” He whispered softly to me and knocked at the gate in front of us. The next five seconds, the sound of hasty footsteps rang out from within, then this tall gate opened.
An elderly man with completely gray hair smiled happily as soon as he saw Bayu's face. “Finally you came to visit! Why just now, huh!”
These two men hugged each other, although they looked old, but their bodies looked well-built. Is this maybe Bayu's grandfather? Given that almost all his family are descendants of military families, it is not surprising that his grandfather also ‘kan.
“Who is this? Your girlfriend yes!” My daydreams are scrapping to see him teasing Bayu while looking at me.
I just smiled and said hello. “Halo cake. I'm Icha.”
“Come in! You guys must be cape on the way. Grandpa has prepared food.” He said to take me, really very friendly. All this time my shadow grandfather Bayu is a serious, hard and very disciplined person is also not this friendly.
“Your grandfather?” I whispered as grandfather walked ahead of us. Bayu glanced at me looking down because of our high gap.
“The grandfather of my mother's family is dead. He's already I consider my own grandfather because he was my grandfather's best friend.” I nodded in understanding hearing his short story.
When I entered, the house looked very tidy and spacious. It was only fitting that the gate in front of the door was high, never imagining there was a house this big on the edge of the city.
Then there were a lot of photos hanging on the wall or frame on the table and small cabinets all the way we followed grandfather into the living room. All complete photos of the version of the little grandfather until now, there are also trophies and medals hanging. Almost everything is visible from the military.
So the grandfather of his mother's family came from a military family? I just found out about this.
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