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I re-applied my vehicle, hoping it wouldn't be a matter of ticketing or police.
"I'm sorry, bang. brother's money so to use to pay the ticket." Said Meli who felt bad.
"Yes, Mel." My word.
From a distance my eyes were fixed on the motorcycle rider who marginalized his motorbike on the side of the road, there were also some of them who turned back the vehicle.
Aduuuuh, this ugly address, it's what the hell is the rame in front, even this bike has a belly SIM, it's,.
There are several motorcycles in between that pull over on the side of the road and there are also those who actually stop at the side.
My heart wishes to worry again.
"What's up, bang?" Ask the driver who is turning the speed of his motorcycle.
"There's a razzia, bang in front." His word.
More and more melt my heart.
Long story short I got ticketed for the second time with the same problem.
Friends who I hate do not wear helmets, while the Driving Permit, fortunately not questioned. If only it was in question, it would be my history. Instead of being able to have fun to go to work with a beautiful and sweet girl even the contents of my wallet drained 200 thousand just to pay the ticket in a peaceful way.
I force a smile on my face when I tell Meli to get on my bike.
"Hopefully there will be no more raids ya bang in front." He said as he sat on the bike.
"Well, it's easy, Mel." I said that then start my bike and return to drive it to the road to lotte Gandaria, one of the largest malls in Jakarta.
What I said the time was ama si Naya, I have lied to him. I did it again help baba, but instead I'm the same way again girl, ah not it. Time anyway I kualat same Naya, the same guy Naya just boyfriend ko, belom also so bini gw.
I'm covering up all my prejudices that I've lost because of Naya. Maybe I'll do it again once again.
Mei and I crossed the street with my hand and I held her hand.
"Ciyeeee is a hit .. pj dong!" Excited one of my friends.
"What bae you!" I cried just past it.
We separated after going through the escalator.
Meli walked towards the locker where the sales promotion gril boy gathered and kept his bag.
While I walked straight to the lockker the cleaning service was to store their bags, where the locker made a place for an impromptu rest, he said, we will usually shed a tired body after mopping and sometimes wash the floor with a floor cleaning tool.
I keep my bag in my locker, a bag that only contains food, drink, and a jacket.
Before returning to start work, I took the time to reach for my phone and I saw if there was a message coming in or there.
I read a message from Naya.
"What are you, yank?"
"Have you eaten yank?"
"Don't forget to eat, yank!
Seriate...
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