Naughty Girl Owns Hot Daddy
Chapter 212

After a long journey, they finally found a simple motorcycle repair shop. The workshop closest to where Maria had a motorcycle tire leak.

"Huf! Finally," said Maria while dropping herself on a plastic chair that is provided for the customers of the workshop.

Not only was Mary relieved, Dylan was the same. His sweat that poured even had soaked his entire body. After handing over Maria's motorbike to the workshop worker, Dylan took a break and sat down next to Maria.

Maria looked at Dylan's tired face while smiling. The girl grabbed the tissue in her bag and handed it to the man.

"Now, Om."

Dylan noticed some tissue in Maria's hand and turned his attention to the beautiful girl.

"Thank you."

Dylan grabbed the tissue and wiped his sweat. Due to Dylan's large amount of sweat, the tissue that Maria handed over was unable to wipe away all of her sweat.

"Uh, pity Om Udin. Here, let Maria help."

Maria stood in front of Dylan then wiped away the sweat left on the man's face with her tissue. Dylan watched the beautiful little girl closely.

Suddenly his heart beat with an irregular rhythm. Dylan felt his blood flowing very quickly. His palm even let out cold sweat.

Dylan was used to dealing with beautiful women, but he had never felt this strange feeling before.

"Stop, Miss Maria. I can do it myself."

Dylan grabbed Maria's hand which was still wiping her sweat and then led the girl to sit back in her chair.

"Sit down, Miss."

Dylan grabbed a tissue in Maria's hand and immediately cleaned his face. While Dylan was still busy with his face, Maria instead patted his stomach softly.

"Om, Maria laper."

"Aren't you having breakfast this morning?" dylan asked as he threw the dirty tissue into the trash.

"Breakfast, but now I'm hungry again."

Suddenly his eyes were fixed on a meatball vending cart passing in front of the workshop. Maria, who was starving, immediately called the meatball brother.

"Bang, two servings. But, one portion belongs to me, a lot of sambel, yes!" tell Maria with a smile.

"Ready, Neng" said the meatball seller's brother.

While the meatball salesman's brother prepared his order, Maria returned to her original position.

"Who's the only one for?" ask Dylan.

"Make Om, do it."

Dylan scratched his non-itchy head. During this time he never snacked carelessly because his stomach was too sensitive. Wanting to refuse, he did not have the heart of the snot girl.

Not long ago, the meatball order Maria was completed made by the meatball seller. With a big smile, Maria handed Dylan a bowl of meatballs and another one to herself.

"Eat, Om. Don't hesitate," said Maria as she took her first bribe.

Hesitatingly, Dylan tried his first bribe. The first time it bit, there was no problem for Dylan. However, after the umpteenth bite, Dylan suddenly grimaced while looking for drinking water.

"Huh .. haaahhh!"

"Why, Om?"

"Sedas!!!" dylan screamed while glaring at Maria.

Maria watched her bowl of meatballs and Dylan's. The girl rounded her eyes while chuckling after finding out that their meatball bowl had been switched.

"Well, Om. Our bowls are switched."

Without any guilt, Mary laughed at the man. The meatball salesman's brother rushed over to hand Dylan a glass of drinking water. Without thinking long, Dylan sipped the drinking water given by the meatball seller's brother until it ran out one full glass.

"I'm done" said Dylan, annoyed as he sat in his place.

"If it wasn't you, Matre girl. Maybe I've been shuffling your head with a hammer!" dylan's upset in his heart.

"Ih, Om Udin is funny. The body as big as gaban is afraid of the same spicy," said Maria who still laughed at Dylan.

"I've never eaten spicy before" Dylan replied with a lazy face looking at Maria.

Maria chuckles at the man's answer and no matter how Dylan looks at it, she continues to eat. After a while, the contents of the bowl of Maria meatballs were left and his favorite matic motorbike was also completed.

"How, Bang?" ask Mary to the meatball brother.

"30 grand, Neng."

"How much will my motorcycle repair cost, Bang?" ask Maria again to the workshop owner.

"20 grand, Ma'am."

"Ehm, 30 equals 20 thousand becomes 50 thousand. Well, Om Udin, let's pay 50 thousand," said Maria as she extended her hand to the man.

"Kok I pay, anyway?"

"Lah, yes! Who's gonna pay, Maria?" his reply.

"Basin' on girl matre!" annoyed Dylan while stuttering his pants pocket. He grabbed his wallet and checked it.

"Well, you're really lucky, Om Udin. Look, your purse is branded, your shoes are too! Wow, well, that's great. My dad never paid attention to his personal driver to this much detail, really shit!" maria muttered with round eyes.

"Maybe your Daddy is stingy" replied Dylan, handing over a hundred thousand dollars to the workshop owner.

After paying for the repair costs of the motorcycle tires and meatballs eaten by Maria, they prepared to go home.

"Now, Om."

Maria hands a helmet to Dylan, who is also patterned Hello Kitty. Dylan bent his face while watching the helmet.

"Do I have to wear it?"

"Yes, Om. Does Om want us to be on the same ticket as the Police?"

"Who brought this bike?"

"Yes, Om is. Mary's time," Mary replied with a chuckle.

Dylan patted his eel. He really felt bullied by the snot girl.

"You have dropped my dignity and worth as a man, Miss Maria! My time is as cool as this innate pink matic motor with a picture of a cat, really not funny!" he muttered with a bent face.

"Not a cat, Om. It's called Hello Kitty."

"Just like!" upset Dylan while wearing the Hello Kitty patterned helmet on his head.

"Not bad, Om. Even Om looks cute!" maria exclaimed with a sweet smile looking at Dylan.

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