MARRY ME SIR!
The Part 16

"Hopefully with this kind of money enough to catch up with Budi, he is the only one I can hope for" murmured Anindya.

The girl had been sitting on an inter-provincial bus, staring at the outside crowd from behind the windowpanes. Screams of touts interlocking looking for passengers they can carry on rows of buses there.

Anindya tightly grasped a piece of paper containing a farewell letter from Budi which also contained an address there. He hopes his guess is not wrong, if William is at that address.

The wheel turned, and the bus left the terminal. Anindya stared at the row of streets she passed. He will miss the village where he was born and he grew up.

Not felt the journey of a few hours has taken Anindya, now the girl has arrived at the terminal city of Jakarta.

In a city as big as Jakarta, this place is very foreign to an Anindya. He who usually lives in the village, see how the crowd of Jakarta a little make the girl confused.

The girl walked erratically while looking at the address on the paper. Now that she has arrived in Jakarta, the girl's belief in meeting William has eroded.

It turns out that Jakarta is very broad and it is too difficult to find someone here. Anin began to wonder at some of the transport drivers regarding the address on the paper he was holding.

"I can come here, Neng. But pay three hundred thousand dah" said one driver when Anindya showed him the address.

Anindya peeked into her wallet. Only the remaining five pieces of money were red, if three hundred for this driver. Then there will be only one sheet left, Anindya think it is nominal that very little to live in the capital.

"Thank you, sir."

Rather than him losing three hundred thousand dollars, his Anid chose to pass away leaving the driver.

Not abstaining from charcoal, Anindya walked back to ask for the address in her hand. Until noon with the sun on his head made the girl realize that he had gone so far from the terminal.

"Dhuhur prayer used to be possible yes" Anindya monologue.

His footsteps swayed towards a small mushollah that heard the sound of Adhan reverberating there. There is gratitude from the heart of Anindya, although the people of the city are mostly busy with work but there are still those who take the time to pray and worship.

"After this meal first what yes, continue to take public transportation," murmured Anindya.

The girl had just finished with her worship and was preparing to leave the mushollah. Anindya's goal turned to stop by a simple restaurant near the mushollah.

"Mom, order the cheapest food there is?"tanyakanya.

"If the cheapest mah rice is the same tempe doang Neng, would you?"said the seller who got a quick nod from Anindya.

It didn't matter that he only ate with the forging, after all he did have to really skimp.

Anindya put her bag next to her body and began to enjoy the food in the form of rice and tempe.

It was very simple but because of the extreme hunger makes Anindya really enjoy the food.

A while later, Anindya had finished her meal and was about to pay.

"How much Ma?"tanyakanya.

"Five thousand only Neng" said the mothers.

Anindya nodded then turned to look at her bag that she put next to her body. Something strange, Anindya's bag that was tightly closed now looks open.

Anindya's premonition grew even more uneasy, as she searched for her wallet that wasn't in her bag.

"Why Neng?"ask the seller.

"Anu, it's Ma'am. It looks like I'm pickled, My wallet isn't in the bag" Anindya replied with a bad feeling.

"Already Neng, the food I free really," said the mothers.

"Certainly Ma'am?"asked Anindya who got the nod from the saleswoman

Hearing that just makes Anindya happy not to play. The girl got up from her seat and crucified the woman's hand with a thank you sentence coming out of her mouth repeatedly.

"You're from the village? Where you going?"ask the saleswoman.

Anindya tells of herself who came from the village and was looking for the address where her husband lived. Anindya also showed the address on the piece of paper to the mother.

"Well if this is the address far away Neng," said the mothers.

"Si Neng Kudu used the transport several times," he continued.

"That's yes Ma'am, so if you can't walk yes" Anindya said.

"Can't Neng, just how about if I give money for your fare there," he said, who immediately got a rejection from Anindya.

The principle of him who from the village who does not like to accept the gifts of others for free makes Anindya reluctant to accept it.

"You just assume this is a debt, later if you have met her husband you just returned it."

In the end Anindya agreed with the proposal of the woman. The receipt of the hundred thousand bills. Her mother said the money was enough for the trip to the address Anindya had shown earlier.

Before leaving the stall, Anindya several times thanked him for being helped by the mothers. Then Anindya passed by to return to continue her journey.

"Where are you going, Neng?"ask a man who approached Anindya who is currently waiting for the public vehicle

"Do I want anther?"hail the man again.

Anindya fell silent, she looked at the appearance of the man in front of her. Here he really does not know with anyone, then whether the girl can accept good intentions

The appearance of the man in front of him looks polite and neat, especially when the man says if he is an online taxi driver.

"I want to go to this address" Anindya told the man.

"Well, this is easy. I can take you there. Take it easy, I'm not ordering you online, you don't know how, do you?"said the man who got the nod from Anindya.

"Special today for his Mba, I can drive up to this address, let's go to my car, Mba,"said the young man pointed to a car he said he often used for online taxis.

Anindya who saw the manners and manners of the young man also believed just like that, she walked following the footsteps of the man and then mauk into the car.

Not so angkotan, if with the man can deliver to the address, make Anindya feel it's the best choice.

During the trip, Anindya just stared at the street from behind the car window. Whether due to fatigue or what, suddenly drowsiness was overwhelming in approaching the girl. Slowly Anindya's eyelids closed.

While the figure of a young man who claimed to be an online taxi driver was smiling triumphantly when he managed to deceive village girls like Anindya who had always been his target.

"How much for a virgin?"the man murmured with a grin, after imagining how much money he could get after selling Anindya to a pimp.

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TB