PaMud PaPa Young
Am I a handsome?

"There's nothing to lose about being a good person, even if not all of our good attitudes are a good response."

Tary had already walked into the village office. Zainel got off the bike in the walk following Tary who had first entered the village office. Tary who was already inside the village office walked towards a room.

"The Gate of Ijal." Tary who saw a man sitting on his work bench, Tary recognized the man who was a schoolmate mbak Fina so Tary just entered the room.

"Tary." Hearing his name called the man turned to the direction of the voice, it turns out the source of the sound came from the sound of his friend's adek.

"What brother works here?" Tary was already standing in front of Ijal's desk.

"I'm not playing here anymore." Ijal was caught off guard by a question from the weightless Tary.

"God, must've worked here. Where's someone playing in the village office."

"Well if you know why you still ask. What are you doing here yourself?"

"You took KK." Tary pulled a bench in front of Ijal's desk and he sat his ass in front of the desk.

"You're eating well, no brother."

"When do I eat well?" Tary looks confused because she does not understand the meaning of Ijal's words.

"Eh you're here." Zainel heard Tary talking to a man coming from a room, so Zainel walked towards the room. Zainel walked into the room.

"This is your husband." Ijal looked towards Zainel who was standing beside Tary.

"Not."

"Lah, I heard at that time Fina told me that you were married to your papa friend's son."

"That match was broken one year ago, brother."

"That means he's your girlfriend ?"

"Not really, I'm a single brother."

"It's not bad to believe my brother."

"So that brother. Which brother is KK Mr. ustadz Faisal?" Tary reached out to Ijal.

"So you're the one who was told to take KK sir ustadz."

"It's a sham here KK."

"Prophey take it first." Ijal stood up from his chair and walked out of the room.

"He who are you? how do you look familiar."

"In Fina's friend."

"It's just fine that you two look familiar."

"This is the KK you asked for." Ijal was already in the room while carrying KK in his right hand. He pointed the Kk at them

"Yes here." Tary was about to take KK out of Ijal's hands.

"Don't let me." Zainel extended a hand towards Ijal.

"You who? why would you want to take KK Pak Ustadz?"

"My name is in that KK."

"Don't give the KK to him, because he's the brother of Mr. ustadz."

"It's take it." Ijal gave the KK to Zainel.

"Thank you brother." KK is in Zainel's hands.

After getting their KK say goodbye then they leave the room. They were next to the bike.

"Where's the key?" Tary asked Zainel for the motor key.

"For what?"

"Don't let me just bring the bike."

"If you take the bike, then we're hit by a motorcycle raid."

"Why don't we take the rat road?"

"There's no rat way to the camat office. Here's the motor key."

Tary was riding the bike while Zainel was sitting in the back seat. Tary was riding a motorcycle with a standard speed in accordance with Tary's estimate, at the intersection of three in front there was already a few pakpol who was conducting a motorcycle raid.

Priiit........... Priitt

"Stop." A pakpol blew a whistle and then he told the bike that Tary was driving to stop.

Tary pulled his bike over the side of the road, after which he gave him the bike he was driving.

"Where are SIM and STNK?" Pakpol was standing in front of them.

"This sir." Tary took out her SIM and STNK from her wallet and she gave it to the police.

"Open your helmet." SIM and STNK Ry are already in his hands, pakpol who is curious about the biker told to open the helmet.

Tary opens the glass but Pakpol tells Tary to remove the helmet. Tary took the helems off her head.

"It's true you're a girl." Pakpol kept looking at Tary.

"Is there anything called Tary's a pakpol guy?"

"I just want to make sure, what's in the SIM and in front of me the same person?"

"That's me, what's wrong, pakpol?"

"It turns out to be more beautiful than the photos in the Sim." Pakpol praised Tary's beauty.

"Hm." Zainel also took off her helmet and she cleared her throat.

"Well, you're boncengin' men." Pakpol looked towards the back that was in Tary's boncengin.

"Yes, pakpol can my SIM and STNK be returned?"

"Can do it." Pakpol turns over SIM and STNK to Tary.

After regaining his SIM and STNK Tary rode a motorcycle riding Zainel. Some riders saw Zainel, a man on the side of a bull, laughing. They rarely see a woman riding a sport bike piggybacking a man.

So they laughed at that, Pakpol who was also laughing. Zainel looked back and saw those who were laughing. Zainel's forehead wrinkled as she found them laughing. Zainel did not know that they were laughing at him.

They have arrived at the camat office, they walk hand in hand to the KTP manufacturing room. When passing by several sub-district officials, several female sub-district employees continued to look at Zainel.

"Is there something wrong with me?"

"Nothing."

"Why then did the women keep looking at me?"

"Nothing like that you know." Tary stopped stepping on her feet.

"I don't know." Zainel also stopped walking.

"The truth you don't know?" Tary looked towards Zainel.

"If I knew, why would I ask you."

"They're like that because you're handsome." After saying that Tary turned his head back to the front and then he went back on foot.

"Am I handsome?" Zainel had often heard from other women that she was handsome but only this time she heard from Tary. Zainel turned towards Tary and found that Tary had walked away from her. Zainel walked while speeding up her footsteps in order to catch up with Tary who was already far ahead of her

"Wait."

Tary hears Zainel asking her to wait, but Tary doesn't care about Zainel at all. He just kept heading to the KTP creation room.

...~ Connect ~...