My Personal Tour Guide
Bumped

The big highway of Solo Jogja which is usually smooth despite many trucks and large buses, this afternoon is quite jammed because there is a widening of the road. Want to not want Ajeng must be patient because it is useless to find another way because it will be more and more time-wasting.

Actually Bimo also crossed the highway that Ajeng passed at this time. But because of the large crowd of cars, and the opposite direction, Bimo did not have time to see the car used Ajeng.

When Bimo entered the city of Solo, he had to pass through the congested road because it was late afternoon and many road users of the employees who came home from work. Bimo has been stuck in a traffic jam for a long time even though Jesslyn's apartment is close.

“Udah 15 minutes. Even though I live there I can reach it. Haahhh..” Bimo breathed.

Finally, he chose to turn his car around to park in one of the hotels on the side of the road. It's better to walk to Jesslyn's apartment than to waste time in the car.

Ting Tong's...

The sound of the apartment elevator opened after Bimo pushed the button.

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At this time Ajeng had arrived in front of Bimo's house. The moment he pressed the bell of the house, what he saw was not Bimo, but Bimo's mother.

“You're looking for my son?!” ask Clara's mom in the same fierce voice when fighting with Heni's mom.

“E.... Ma....”

“I told you not to call me, mama! I don't want to have a daughter-in-law whose mother doesn't have ootak!” That sentence was really spicy Ajeng felt.

“Tante, I beg you to forgive my mother. I beg my aunt a chance. L am... I really love Bimo. I really love my aunt,” Ajeng said.

The words were sincerely felt by Ms. Clara. But when he remembered his mother Ajeng who had his son barren, his heart felt sliced – sliced by a dagger.

“You better forget Bimo. You know, aunty only has one child. Aunty does not want aunty son hurt people,” obviously bu Clara with a more soft tone.

“But, aunt. I really like Bimo. We even-"

“DON'T HEAR your ears...?! I told you to find another man! Don't bother Bimo anymore! Understand!?”

JDUARR!

The door of the house was shut hard by Ms. Clara. Ajeng also closed his eyes with a frown because he gasped in surprise.

Why didn't Bimo come out? Is he not home? Where's she? tanya Ajeng in her mind.

Finally Ajeng decided to wait for Bimo in front of the gate of the house. Ajeng believes his relationship with Bimo can still be maintained because he and Bimo both love each other.

“The boy.... still belom go also him? If only his mother was kind and could accept Bimo... Hmmm...” said bu Clara when peeking Ajeng from the window of the house.

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The same thing also happened at this time in front of the door of Jesslyn's apartment room. Bimo, upset by Jesslyn's actions, begins to vent his emotions.

“You are someone who has no heart, Jess....!”

BRACKET!

Bimo hit the door of the room hard.

“Meanwhile...? What do you mean, Bim?” jesslyn asked in shock. He did not understand why Bimo suddenly came and scolded him.

“What are you talking to Ajeng's mother? Huh!? Your mouth cannot be kept, right!? Not good am I to you give apartment for free..?!” bimo said with his red face. “Now too... I want you out of this apartment!”

Bimo's voice echoed in the hallway of the apartment. Some of the apartment dwellers on the floor came out because they heard a commotion on their floor.

“You have the heart, Bim... I'm pregnant again. Where the hell am I going? My saving is finished! (My savings are over). I’m sorry about that (I'm sorry about that). I was unintentionally. I've lost sight of stories about our past. Please forgive me.(.I apologize)” Jesslyn said in panic.

I don't think I can do anything like this right now. Shoot at women who are pregnant. But if given the excitement of the application event that is messy, the word sorry seems to be unacceptable to Bimo.

“Let me help pack your things. I want you to leave my apartment right now,” said Bimo loudly.

Without looking at Jesslyn's face, Bimo entered the apartment. He searches for the room Jesslyn occupied to pack Jesslyn's clothes and belongings into the suitcase.

Jesslyn's words made Bimo remember Ajeng's actions. But come to think of it, Ajeng won't be able to block Jesslyn's number if she doesn't respond to Jesslyn's phone call.

“What do you want to call me that time? Didn't I have my mom back then to help you?” bimo asked annoyed at Jesslyn's attitude.

“Yeah... But... But why should you block my number all?!”

“Originally you know yes, Jess. I don't want any misunderstanding with Ajeng. We have each other's lives, Jess,” Bimo said. He immediately finished to pack up Jesslyn's entire belongings.

Jesslyn panics when her suitcase is removed from the apartment. Room Card (card-shaped room key) installed next to the back wall of the entrance was also revoked Bimo.

Irritated, Jesslyn had to pull the suitcase towards the elevator. Bimo, who was also in the elevator, did not want to see Jesslyn in the least.

Oh My Goodness's.... (Jeez.) How's this....? I really don't have money to pay for hotels. Bimo was very attentive to me.... This must be because of the bad influence of Ajeng.... Iiisshhh! It sucks! Jesslyn grumbled in her heart.

TING....

The elevator door opened on the first floor.

Bimo immediately exited the apartment building. Bimo did not turn to Jesslyn anymore. She did not want her heart to waver out of pity for Jesslyn.

“Where are you going Bimo? What did he come here on? Why would he walk there?” jesslyn said as she looked at Bimo's back. “Do I borrow money from Bimo? At least make stay at the hotel for a week,” Jesslyn said.

Leaving a sense of shame, Jesslyn started calling – calling Bimo's name on the side of the highway.

“BIIIMM..... Bimooooo! Bimoooo!” jesslyn's greeting made some people around the street notice Jesslyn.

“You what else is he...? Do you want to ask for a house now..?” Upset Bimo spoke in origin.

Unable to bear her name, Bimo turned back to look at Jesslyn. Not when Jesslyn was about to cross at the crossroads, there was a car passing by.

BRUG!

“Jess....?”

Everyone around the road became tense for a moment. They're speechless. But after a few seconds, they ran towards Jesslyn. The driver came down to check on Jesslyn's condition.

“Woi! You're... You.. bule budeg (deaf)! Here you! Called wife kok ga denger!” said one of the people who was also standing around that street.

A few pairs of eyes started glancing towards Bimo. Bimo immediately approached Jesslyn. Fortunately after Bimo got to the place where Jesslyn was lying, the woman was able to open her eyes. People immediately helped Jesslyn to sit down.

“Huft... I’m okay. Yeah..” Jesslyn said as she held the hand of the one who supported her. “You can continue the road again, I’m okay. I’m fine's. No problem,” Jesslyn said to the driver of the car who helped memapah himself.

Because it was in a hurry condition, the driver of the car immediately left. Bimo who was currently standing in front of Jesslyn could be relieved as he did not see any injuries on Jesslyn's body.

“Bim...” Jesslyn said while trying to stand up. But only a few seconds later, his head felt heavy.

Brug...

Jesslyn's body fell again.

“Waduh waduh...? Iki pie?  Semapots... Hey you.. you bule... wifyyy you... iki pie jal? (Ouch oh...? How's this? Fainted... Hey you... You bule... your wife.... how do you try this?) This must be because it was hit by a car earlier,” said the person who held Jesslyn's body. He was confused what to talk to Bimo.

“He is not my wife,” said Bimo made people in that place realize that Bimo can speak Indonesian.

“Isoh boso Indonesia rupane... (Can speak Indonesian apparently)” chirps someone else. “But this pregnant girl knows you. The guy from earlier I saw this girl call – call your name, but you don't listen,” said the guy.

The sight of all the eyes in that place grew increasingly intimidating to Bimo. Bimo has to help Jesslyn.

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