MISS THE NO MAN
Gotcha !

Dirga intends to stop in front of ATM outlets of several banks. He was planning to take the cash to fill his wallet. When he saw a woman wearing pink tsum-tsum character pajamas wrapped in a broken white sweater with original dyed hair, looks confused in front of the ATM. A second later, a middle-aged man approached the woman.

Dirga immediately approached, wanting to know what was happening, as the middle-aged man said, "Yes, usually that crime mode, Neng. Sometimes they're in groups, not working alone."

" What's going on, Pa?" ask Dirga later.

Not yet had the middle-aged man answer Dirga's question, the woman in pajamas had already turned to him. Dirga and the woman were both aghast as their eyes clashed against each other.

" You?? You why?" tanya Dirga tried as normal as possible to overcome her shock

" This neng says it's a pickle, Mas." The middle-aged man replied.

" Pocketliness?" Dirga knitted both of his eyebrows. " What did the pickpocket take?" ask Dirga. " How much money have you taken?" asked Dirga again to Kirania who was still clenching her lips did not give an answer.

Kirania had no intention of answering Dirga's question. He was busy looking for Bude Arum's contact number.

" Assalamualaikum, Bude .." greet Kirania when her phone is connected.

" Waalaikumsalam .. why, Ran?" sahut Bude Arum's.

" Bude, I'm a pickpocket .." Kirana's voice sounded a little quivering.

" Athaghfirullahal. Why is that, Ran?" Bude Arum was shocked to hear his nephew's words.

" No idea, Bude. Just right out of the ATM booth suddenly there are people grabbing the same ATM money that I hold."

" How do you keep going? Why aren't you, Ran?" bude Arum asked worriedly.

" I'm okay, just limp it feels, Bude. The money's Bude's need is really, whereas if you take care of making a new ATM most can be tomorrow afternoon," Kirania feels guilty not to hear Bude Arum's remarks telling her to go to her ATM machine tomorrow morning.

" It's okay, Ran. What matters is that you are not hurt. Now you go home, yes." pinta Bude Arum.

" Yes, Bude. Assalamu'aikum ...."

" Neurova ..." Kirania's phone connection with her budget was cut off.

" Have you called the bank's call center?" dirga asked as she saw that Kirania had cut off her phone.

Kirania looked back at Dirga. Still without a word coming out of his mouth.

" You're not mute, are you? Why is it so hard to answer my question? You think I'm a criminal?" Dirga was a little annoyed at the dislike gazes seen from the look in Kirania's eyes.

" What bank are you wearing? To block your lost ATM. Let's not be mistaken to use irresponsible people," said Dirga then grabbed the phone from his pocket.

" Bank xxx .." sahut Kirania brief.

" Let me connect to the bank's call center." Dirga directly connected his phone to the bank call center referred to as Kirania,

" Good night, with the Goddess is there anything we can help you with?"

" night, Ma'am. Want to report debit card blocking can mbak?"

" Can you, Mr. .. sorry in advance, whose father am I talking to?" ask the customer service is friendly.

" A minute ..." Dirga gave his phone to Kirania. " You talked to the customer service bank yourself "

With doubt Kirania received the phone from Dirga's hand.

" Hello .." said Kirania.

" Good night, Mother. Sorry I called with whose mom?"

" Norris ...."

" Mother Kirania, how can we help you?"

" Hmmm, yes .. I want to block my ATM card, Ma'am. I just had a pickpocket," honestly Kirania said.

" Well Mom, can I mention Kirania's account number?"

" 1xx xxxxxxx ..." Kirania mentioned her savings account number.

" Well, we'll share the data first, ma'am.

" Could, Ma'am ...."

" Kirania Ambarwati ...."

" Where, date of birth?"

" Cirebon, nine June, one thousand nine hundred ninety-four."

" The address listed on the ID?"

" Road xxxxx Cirebon.

" I'm sorry, mother's name is Kirania's mother?"

" Saraswati Wahyuningsih."

" A registered phone number that can be reached?"

" 081x xxxx xxxx "

" I'm sorry, Kirania's mother remembers when and where to do the last transaction?"

" Today, Ma'am. Five hundred thousand rupiah cash withdrawal at street ATM outlets xxx ...."

" Both we check for a moment .. true mother is still the same, there is no transaction anymore." said Customer Service earlier. " I make a report first, please wait a while do not close first yes, Miss Kirania."

" Okay, Ma'am ..." The tail of Kirania's eyes leads to Dirga who then enters the ATM.

Not long after, Kirania re-connected with Customer Service earlier.

" Hello, Ms. Kirania .. Thanks for waiting, we made the report. Please write down the number." The customer service mentioned several numbers and letters. " Tomorrow Ibu Kirania can go to the nearest branch office in the city of Mother for the manufacture of new ATM cards. Anything else we can help you with, Miss Kirania?"

" No, that's enough, Ma'am. Thank you." Thank you."

" Both Mom, good night, Mother Kirania. Happy activities."

Kirania then handed back Dirga's cell phone, when she saw the man was back in front of her.

" Thank you," Kirania said without much ado.

" This is to replace your money taken by the pickpocket. Take ..." Dirga then gave money of five hundred thousand rupiah to Kirania. Actually he wanted to give more than that amount. But considering what kind of woman he faced. He only gave a pickpocketed sum of money, although he was not sure whether it would be accepted or not.

Kirania glanced at the money that Dirga was thrusting, then looked at Dirga. " No, thank you." Kirania then stepped towards the motorcycle she was wearing earlier.

" Don't be so stubborn, deh ! Just accept, you'll need it, right? If you don't need it, it's impossible to go to the ATM." Dirga immediately grabbed Kirania's hand, opened the fist of the clenched Kirania, put money there and closed the hand of Kirania to return to the head.

Kirania flinched when suddenly her hand was held by Dirga's sturdy hand, instantly her heart thumped. He was about to withdraw his hand but Dirga's firm hand was not allowed.

" Take it .. if you don't want to feel indebted. Tomorrow if you change the new ATM, you can return the money to me. Just use the money from me first. Please don't be rejected, yes! And please don't be so jutek. Don't think of me as your enemy. We're a college campus, you're my level brother. We should care about each other, if we need to love each other." Dirga pulled one corner of her lips up.

Kirania gave a sigh at the last sentence Dirga said. He quickly brushed his hand from Dirga's grasp and was about to return the money the man had given him but Dirga quickly said, "Kidding, don't take it too seriously, deh. You have to joke around a lot and smile often. What a pity, if your pretty face is bent constantly." Dirga chuckles.

" Oh yeah, what are you riding here for? Want me to take you?" Dirga offered to drive.

" No need! I brought a motorbike," replied Kirania still in a thin tone.

" Oh that, yeah there's a hunt home. Be careful yes, do not let the pickle again," tease Dirga again.

Kirania rolled her eyeballs and then turned on her motor.

" Be careful, yes. Don't speed with the motor." Dirga's words could be heard in Kirania's ears before his motorbike left Dirga.

Dirga stared at Kirania's departure with a smile on her lips. Then he looked at his phone. " Gotcha !" (Because of you)

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