
As usual Metta will go to work
driving a matic motor
his favorite, since 4 years ago he became an employee of a company.
The most comfortable and safest position according to him, because the most important and main thing is to be able to work and of course receive a salary, nothing else. It was Mettasha Kalyna
"Huft, fortunately I'm not late, can get my salary cut off if it's too late "
muttered Metta as he glanced at the clock that coiled his wrist, walking hastily after getting off the shiny black car at the end of the road.
Grep...
"Woi tumben really late, usually the morning loe dateng" cried Dinda while wrapping her hands to the shoulder Metta.
" Haaa, my goodness shocked me "
" Loe can do it! loe wants to make me die Din's hangers "
Cerocos meta while trying to release his best friend's hand that is still on his shoulder. His steps stopped and turned to look towards Dinda.
"Yaaelaa, that's doank until you get angry. I'm sorry sorry, I didn't accidentally die first Sha, I don't have any temen sha, no one minjemin me any more money how!"
Dinda glued her hands together apologizing, showing her white teeth neatly lined up and with a clear look.
Metta rolled her lazy eye and walked back, passing by without caring about her best friend.
"Sha, Sha wait donk !!ahk ambekan nih son not exciting" shouted Dinda following Metta.
"Whisper loe ahk, before me"
"Yaaelaa, you're still sprained Sha, why the hell loe face is still morny like my mother's laundry is not dry, haahha"
Metta glared at the friend who always teased him.
" I'm late for Din" said Metta.
" Yes elaa Sha, noh see other people aja many new ones come" said Dinda with pointing fingers.
" That's them, not me"
" Yeah not a workaholic loe, you can't say your life is taken lightly" Dinda chuckled.
" Can't" said Metta stepped away from Dinda.
" Luckily you're my best friend Sha"
I don't know what people think of people who purposely arrive at the office at the last second. Deliberately slowing down, but coming up with a rush, a tie that has not been attached, a missed breakfast. Just making yourself more bothered.
But that doesn't apply to a Mettasha, he always comes early. About work? don't be asked, he even got an award as an exemplary employee. And today was the first time he felt what had been stuck on him, would be the bet.
Metta landed her body on the chair, putting her briefcase down a little rough.
"Huuuh, Metta took a slow breath.
The Flashback
"Why again this bike, ayoo beb do not strike first, do not pity me beb, later I am late how. My salary is cut, reduced again your allowance beb"
Metta spoke while stroking his favorite motorcycle that has been with him for 4 years, hoping that his words can be heard and the motor is back on.
Arrive
Bruuks..
"Aaaaww "
Suddenly Metta fell down to the sidewalk, his eyes closed so shocked. While the motor is in a state of collapse.
"Aakkhhh, bebeb me"
Metta gradually stood up, patting her dirty back skirt, with flaming eyes she turned to look at the car that had suddenly stopped and hit her motorcycle from behind. His pace quickly headed towards the black car furiously .
Geck..
Geck..
Metta knocked on the car's door glass with her furious rage.
"Woi, out woi "
yelled Metta still with a rough knock on the windshield.
Metta curses nonstop.
Chequek..
The car door opened, a young man came out in haste, roughing his half-wet hair.
"Basic boy"
"Bebebeb " looked at the direction of the motor back to staring at Metta.
"I will definitely indemnify ma'am" he said as he pulled the motor that had been lying down earlier.
Metta flinched, her gaze could not be separated from the boy she had just maki exhausted, fixated on seeing so perfect his good looks.
Young men, cool looking, denim pants combined T strit shirts and denim jackets, famous brand sneakers and sunglasses perched on a taper nose, thin lips that are slightly wet. Suddenly take off his sunglasses showing a slightly narrow but sharp shady eyes.
Adhinata farrel.
"Focus focus sha, loe don't be fooled by the appearance kece sha,
loe should be angry instead of amazed loe peak" inner Metta a moment later realized.
"Eeh, that smell is bad"
"I'm your mother" cried Metta annoyed
"Sorry buk "suthutnya flat.
Metta stared intently at him.
"Based on the crazy boy, damn , who is cute not kelirungan haduuhh "inner Metta cursed himself who curses but silent silent fascinated as well.
"Emph, I accidentally" he said
"Not accidentally loe peak eyes "murm Metta slowly but still can be heard.
"Already mom don't continue to babble later getting older" he said with a smile
Beauitiful...
"Eeuuhk, what did loe say??mom mom hah "
Metta clenched her hand about to hit the damn boy but held him off because Metta remembered having to go to work immediately. Metta just managed to hit the air .
"Ahkk, I better get out of here, than I have to serve this obscure boy" Inner Metta
"Have ayoo mom I delivered, it looks like mom is going to be late for work.
The motor let me take care of it later, if it's finished I tell mom yaa ma'am"
His words noticed Metta who had been continuously glancing at his watch.
"Where?" he continued with his flat face.
"Very adorable"
There was no choice Metta finally nodded. It's not what Metta just does not want to lose because his salary must be cut because it is late to work, after all Metta will not let the boy off responsibility because it has caused his motorbike to be damaged.
Suddenly opened the car door and glanced at the meta who was still sculpting, pursed his small lips a few inches, thinking about how much value he would ask to replace the damage to his motor. As if giving a code to enter but Metta apparently did not understand at all.
"Haiishh, ayoo's mother came in, take it easy I'm this nice and responsible man" he said as he reached into his cell phone in his pants pocket and called someone. Make sure the person at the end of there is doing the task he gave.
"Hem.do it well" he said later
while Metta got into the car, scooping both hands into his face.
"How many hundred, how many millions "
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Greetings, this is my first work. Hope you like reading it.
Sorry if it's still a mess.