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Andhira does not expect to be acquainted with a man named Leo Atmaja who turns out to be his own boss at the company where he works. Starting from an accident, until the next meeting continues.

He has two best friends, Vanya and Ara. The three of them were the same adrift of different ages. Although their age was a year apart did not make their friendship blocked. The oldest Vanya, was twenty-three years old. Dhira himself has just been accepted to work in a large garment company as administrative staff, a division with Vanya.

He is very grateful to be able to get a job in a famous office considering he is only a graduate of diploma three. While Ara's best friend is still in college in the fourth semester.

This story tells about Andhira's struggle for life and love. The differences that have made his relationship with Leo have difficulties. The more complicated it turns out that the family of Leo and Ara is related to the past of the mother named Amelia.

He is from Lampung. Very far away in the mountains in west Lampung district, Liwa. His mother was a coffee farmer in the area. Although they only have a hectare of land, with perseverance they can live well. The proof is that he can go to college to the end of the plantation.

Right now, he is trying to save up to buy a house. One day he will take his mother to live together in Jakarta. Therefore, he is very diligent in working and saving for the sake of storing a sheet of two of his income.

The spatter made Andhira's sleep called Dhira more soundly. Warm and comfortable feeling to kill it until you forget time. It is not usually too late to wake up, but this time his dream did not let him realize even though the day was almost seventy thirty.

Cring cring...

His phone rings a few times.

The voices entered his dreamland. The longer the clearer and harder in his eardrum. Slowly his body moved from tilted to supine with the bolster fixed on him as his hands hugged the thing tightly.

"Isshhh. What the hell is it?" With his consciousness still breaking he rambled but reluctantly opened his eyes. It felt like his eyelids were glue so tightly that it was difficult to open.

The ringing of his phone still sang loudly.

"Goddessa...Who is bothering me?" His hand was palpating over his head looking for his extremely noisy cell phone.

"Hello..." He said as soon as he pressed the answering icon.

"Dhi, I went to the office with Arga. Don't pick me up. Remember the gasoline engine. Yesterday it was like staying a little." Vanya spoke quickly.

"Hm." Follow him casually. But suddenly he jumped, immediately woke up and sat with wide eyes. "What's? Have you left? Haduhhhh.mampus me!" His screams ignored the voice of Vanya who was still speaking. Without warning, he threw his phone at any place and ran out of the room with a towel in his hand.

Fifteen minutes later, Dhira was done and ready to leave. Fortunately she is not the type of girl who likes to dress up too medok aka menor, so the time can be shorter.

"Uhhhh, thankfully there is a Vanya motor. I can go faster than on the bus or the motorcycle." He said while guiding a red duck bike out of the rented terrace. He turned on the motorbike and filled up the gasoline in front of his house and then left.

He pulled the gas to the end, impatient to arrive at the company. He was afraid of being late. Moreover, he had only been accepted for a month working.

At the intersection, he took a straight path according to traffic light signs. Already passing half way arrived a car traveling at high speed from his left. In just a few seconds, the car hit the motor.

Dhira's heart pounded hard realizing the car was about to crash into him. Without thinking longer, he drew the handlebar of the motor to the right at a fast rate that is important not too late in the hit. The trick worked, but unfortunately hit a car instead.

He slipped carried away by the motor, the creaking of friction between the motor to the asphalt sounded terrible.

Some riders were screaming in fear at the sight of the incident. Some even stopped and kindly approached Dhira who was still lying on the asphalt with the position of the motor flanking between his legs.

Likewise with the one who had a car that was hit by Dhira. A well-looking man with a large and tall body came down from the car and approached the crowd. Leo Atmaja was on his way to the office. Take the small road that Dhira passes through every day because there is an affair with someone in the area.

"Let's help! Looks like he fainted!" Shouted one of them.

But between them no one moved. All are silent, reluctant or afraid.

"It's so good that you're watching the dead!" Jerk Leo while lowering his body and make the motor stand. Only once the motorbike lift has moved to remove Dhira who is still lying.

Dhira moved slowly. The girl did not faint. He just couldn't move because of his pinched leg. Fortunately, he was wearing a helmet so that the head was not why.

Leo helps Dhira rise and take the girl on the street.

"Are you okay?" Ask Leo.

Dhira shook his head slowly. Maybe because his head is still burdened with a helmet so heavy.

"Your hands are bleeding. And your legs are limping. You need to go to the hospital."

Again Dhira shakes. "It hurts a little."

Leo was quite enraged by the melodious voice from inside the helmet. She thought she was an aged mother. It turned out from his voice he could guess the face behind the helmet was still young and even very young.

"Your hands are bleeding."

"Small injuries only. I have to work." Dhira tidied up her clothes.

"can't. If you're okay then look how my car is doing." Leo held Dhira accountable.

"I'm sorry?" Dhira. His face was white from behind the helmet glass.

"You hit my car so badly it broke. The car needs repairs."

"There's no reason whatsoever. The one who obviously hit me was you." Leo persisted.

"Sir.I'm just a little guy with nothing. Let alone to pay for the loss of your car, for the cost of my treatment I do not have. Look at my swollen feet" Dhira took off the pantopel shoes from her feet and showed her flushed and swollen feet. "This is also my hand wound. I beg you sir, let me go, I have to go to work, otherwise I'll get fired." Dhira's clear voice made Leo speechless.

"Can't!" Leo was not that easy to persuade. "Every mistake must be accounted for." Say it firmly.

"Sir.pity me..." Dhira. He was walking to see the damage to the car. But only three steps he could not walk again. His legs hurt so much, they felt like they were going to break. "Ohhh..." His complaints while enduring his pain.

"Don't pretend! You just said you were okay."

"Hohhh. Don't lure me mad! I said it hurt a lot!" Shouted Dhira. He's not lying at all. His legs are hard and hard to walk.

"I'm confused as to which is right. Two different reasons to avoid me. I'm not stupid. Don't think you can get away from me. You cowardly human, you swindler!"

Dhira provoked emotion. He violently removed the helmet from his head. She saw her beautiful and white face. Complete with narrowed eyes as well as a pointed nose. His eyes stared fiercely at Leo with an angry look.

'Em, it turns out that he is still young.' in Leo's heart gives value to the girl he just saw.

"I'm not a fraud or a coward! Tell me how much I have to pay you!" Dhira is angry at being considered a fraud. He most dislikes anyone taking him for granted.

Dhira's cell phone rang inside the bag, distracting her. In a hurry he opened the bag and took the phone unknowingly his ID card fell on the asphalt. Leo's eagle eye can immediately recognize the card because of the logo and company name printed on the small card. 'Andhira, a unique name. Simple but good.' Leo commented on the name Dhira.

"Where are you?" Vanya asked as soon as Dhira picked up the phone.

"Still on the road."

"It's already the clock in. Hurry along! Miss Faris is looking for you!"

"Yes. I'll be here soon." Dhira keeps his phone back.

"Listen, Sir, sir, I'm just a poor woman. I don't have any money. If I have to compensate, I will pay. But for now I have nothing. I'll raise money to pay you. Tell me with what assurance, so I can leave now." Dhira said seriously. His eyes looked into Leo's eyes indicating he was not playing.

"Hm. Never mind. Forgetit. I'm not an oppressor or a cruel man."

"really? Oh thanks. Again forgive me." Dhira clasped his hands together in gratitude, revealing the back of his fresh-blooded hand. As well as his shirt arm that was torn a little and dirty.

He took his helmet and put it back on. With his legs limping he headed for the motor. As he walked, he begged in his heart. For the motor to be used.

After reaching the motor, he stopped the motor turning part but did not come alive. "God...how is this? Did I ride an ojek. What is this bike? If I leave it could be lost and I'd have to replace it for Vanya. No. You must live. Come on!" Dhira spoke softly while continuing to press the start button.

Inexhaustible, he pulled the right leg and intended to grip manually.

"Hassss..sick!!!" Erang. His sore legs grew even more painful as he stepped on firmly. His efforts did not cause any effect. The motor is still silent.

"This is your card." Leo handed me the straped card in the form of the necklace. "No need to go to work. It's your wound with more blood. Your legs also seem to have sprained!"

"Who are you setting me up? Knows people's work. Rather than being fired it's better to hold him!"

"Any company, there are permits for sick employees. Your condition is already sick. That's why we went to the hospital."

"If there is no more business, go. You're just bothering me." Dispel Dhira. He re-engkol the motor but the one with his left leg even slipped. The motor tilted and almost fell on his foot. Fortunately Leo immediately held the tail of the motorbike so that it did not fall.

"Thank you." said Dhira humbly with a paled face.

"But stubborn girl. Take a day or two off to get your wounds healed!"

"Well! I don't know how crazy my boss is. I can chop it if I don't get in, unless I'm already dying."

"Your condition is now dying Miss. Look at your feet bleeding." Point Leo to Dhira's ankle.

"Not to arrange me! If you want help take me or turn this bike on!" Jerky Dhira. Distraught worry makes him rise tensional.

"Let's take you to the hospital." Leo pulls Dhira's hand intending to take the girl to his car.

"Stop! Don't grab! Take care of your own business. Don't know, you're so familiar!"

"It's up to you!" Leo moved to the side of the Dhira motorbike and grabbed the motor. Once stepped on, the motor is alive.

Dhira breathes a sigh of relief. "Try from earlier helped, I will not be late. I'm on Miss Faris's maki. Wrong a little, the woman can go berserk let alone wrong a lot. It can be eaten alive." Dumel Dhira while riding the duck bike and start running it. The noise from the wings and the body of the motor that broke the war beat the sound of the engine motor.

Leo shook his head looking at Dhira who did not care about his injuries. In fact, it can be ascertained that the pain and pain are quite good from the wound. "Andhira." He said as he got into his car and left for work.

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