Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs
Season 3 (97)
"I'll go home first!" raka suddenly stood up from her seat and grabbed the jacket that was on her chair.
Leon looked back in disbelief, "Well, what's the story? We haven't even started talking about work!"
"Speak with Ardi or Chusna!"
"Trus you?"
"I have business that cannot be delayed by Asna! Assalamualaikum!"
Without waiting for a response from Leon, the sound of the door being closed again indicates that the man has really left.
"Ckh, this is really yes! I don't really appreciate coming here, I'm not a busy person, just playing live!" the man with a face almost similar to the one that had just come out could only grumble and rattle his waist, not how long he had followed out.
He looked around, then his gaze was fixed on the car that was still parked neatly in front of him,
"He hasn't left!" he muttered slowly and then stepped closer to the car, it turned out that the car was already full of books with employees busy inserting piles of books from the back door, then he knew one of the men who often drove Raka wherever she went,
"Ridwan!" call him in a voice that is not too loud but can still be heard by him.
The man summoned immediately approached his superior twin brother,
"Yes Leon, how can I help you?"
"Raka? Does he mean he hasn't left?"
The man was silent, he looked confused to answer what, he said,
"What's up?" ask Leon again.
"Actually this is mas, I had prevented it but Raka mas still insistent, he brought my bike, mas!"
Hearing that, Leon's face looks tense, he immediately said goodbye to pursue his twin brother with his car.
The motor will certainly be faster to reach the car, especially when he is trapped under the traffic lights, especially now,
"So close to him, what is Asna's business until it endangers him!?" Leon continued to grumble, occasionally clenching his hands and hitting his round handlebar stir. He hopes to catch up with his brother soon.
Until a long traffic jam makes him more panicked, the sun that is leaning west is a little stinging, so glare when you want to see what happens in front.
"What the hell is it?"
Impatiently, he chose to turn his head through the window of his car door. He saw a parking attendant just walking from the front.
"Mas, mum!" call him up to make the orange-covered man stop.
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"What's up ahead?"
"That's a motorcycle accident in front, a motorcycle hit a truck!"
"Astaghfirullah azim thing!" leon's feelings were getting worse, he immediately raised the glass back and chose to get out of the car. With a run he headed forward, seeing the thing that caused this long traffic jam.
As if Leon could not control his own legs, he chose to keep running, no matter how people were looking at him, even the occasional suit that is still attached to his body must be stuck several times in the rearview mirror of the car and the handlebar steering wheel of the motorcycle, which is still attached to his body, with a careless step he approached the victim of the accident that had been closed with a used newspaper.
His legs and hands were trying to strengthen to see who was lying in the middle of the asphalt with fresh blood flowing around him.
Srekkkk
Someone pulled out his hand that was about to open the lid, though,
"Don't, the police haven't come, don't hold it, it's dead!" A man forced his hand to move away.
"No sir, I have to make sure of something!" leon shouted in a trembling voice.
"But sir, I_!" Leon is not sure he can finish his speech, just as Leon is about to open again the sound of a police car coming and asking people to withdraw including Leon and the person who had warned him.
"Don't come any closer, let the police handle it!"
"But it_!" Leon continued to flinch to see the owner of the suit, until one of the police officers was seen telling his men to check the identity of the victim.
"Ready commander!" the policeman immediately approached and opened the newspaper that covered him, Leon continued to dare to stare and make sure what he thought was wrong.
"Name Rokani commander, citizen xxx!"
As the formless heart returned to form, Leon quickly rubbed his face with both hands and walked away from the crowd.
He chose to stand on the sidewalk, reached into his pants pocket and picked up a flat object.
He normalized his heartbeat first before making a call, not forgetting he rubbed the corners of his slightly watery eyes,
Uhhhhh .....
"Assalamualaikum, Asna!"
"Waalaikum salam mas Leon, what's wrong? Nisa ain't pa pa, is she?" maybe Asna felt strange when the cold and stiff man contacted her, it was not her habit.
"No, I just wanted to ask, has Raka come?"
"Mas Raka?"
Leon nodded without making a sound, now his strength was drained and it felt like the bell was able to talk a lot.
"That's outside like there's a motorbike, I'll take a look!"
There were footsteps, although it was unclear but he was sure if Asna was currently walking outside,
"Astaghfiullah!" the woman looked surprised.
"What's the matter?" anxiety again hit him.
"That's the mas, Raka's coming on a motorcycle pack, alone!"
"But he's not pa pa, is he?"
"Alhamdulillah not pa pa mas!"
Not how long was the greeting heard that in an instant he missed.
"Assalamualaikum deck, who's calling?"
"Greetings, mas! This is Leon calling, nanyain mas Raka!"
Without permission Leon just turned off the phone, the relief he felt now exceeded the relief he had when he found out the corpse was not his brother.
Leon with a step gontai back to his car that he just stayed.
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