
"Hello? What's up, Niar?" ask Melva, on the way out of the house.
"Hello, Ma, please come over here. I accidentally hit people's cars to dents and berets," Niar said in a panic.
"What's? Mama, just went to tax for shopping. Why did you suddenly hit someone's car? Aren't you in the office?" that middle-aged woman.
"I have a job outside the office, Ma to take care of things that are being handled. Coincidentally because I did not bring a car because this morning left the same father, so I used the father's car and it turned out to be this accident ", he explained at length.
"Gosh, try to tell your father who handles the problem like that. Mama does not understand if you take care of the gini problem," seloroh Meva, walking limped accompanied by Nena.
"Ah ... later I was scolded by Father, his car was damaged, ringsek kayak gini," continued Niar.
Melva finally agreed to her son's wish. He canceled plans to go to the market and asked the private driver to drive him to the address of the place where the Niar accident occurred with an unknown person.
Nena continues to accompany Melva even though they do not go shopping. In accordance with the direction of the woman, Nena still followed the mistress. Because, Melva still wants to go to the Market after taking care of the Niar accident.
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"Jiang!" greeting Jaki when he saw Anggi in a quiet park, only he did his duty there. The opportunity was used by Jaki to approach her own students.
"What's up, huh, sir? The deadline is still long, can be until this afternoon," said Anggi, staring fully in search.
"Oh .. no! I just want to say hello because I happen to all of you through kok," said Jaki.
"I think you deliberately nyamperin to collect this task. Because I'm still trying to finish it." Anggi also stared cynically at the lecturer who stood staring next to him.
"Just relax, I just want to come over and have a chat!" racau Jaki, pleasantries.
"I'm sorry, sir I don't have time to chat." Anggi hurriedly tidied up all his goods, both laptops and bags, all transported. Then, he left the lecturer alone without saying goodbye.
Jaki just fell silent as she stared at the student leaving, leaving her. "What the hell is it, he just ran away. Why is she even afraid of me," Jaki murmured, wondering to herself.
While walking with wide steps, Anggi grumbled about the lecturer. Even he suspected something, why the lecturer kept trying to get close to him.
"I think Mr. Jaki was deliberately approaching me," Anggi's mind, not once intending to look back to make sure the lecturer had left, although he himself was still curious.
"No-no! I can't get close to him" he said again.
There is no intention of Anggi to be close to his lecturer. Because, he only wants to focus on learning to carry out knowledge so that he can immediately complete his studies for the next four years.
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"I'm sorry, sir," Niar said, repeatedly, calling for an apology to the man he hit.
Both cars involved in the collision, deliberately parked on the edge so as not to block the path of other motorists.
In fact, Niar's speech even offended the car owner. How can you call a young man father? In fact, the man looks very young even easier than himself.
"You're blind or something! When you call me Father? I'm younger than you" the man grumbled, staring cynically.
"So what should I call? Brother?" asked Niar while praying his words.
"You have it" he replied in a sharp tone and was indifferent.
Not long after, Melva arrived at the location. The place where the accident occurred, the thick-bodied woman only drew and breathed her rough after seeing a mouth dispute or debate that occurred between her son and the car owner.
"You know what, Niar can be in broad daylight like this bumping people," Melva chirped, after approaching her second child.
"I looked a little, Ma. You see, I returned a message from my boss, uh no idea even sitting in a car people," said Niar, bowing his head, being polite when the mother had come.
Though earlier he had raved until he did not get a meeting point for the problems experienced.
"Sorry, Deck. My son loves to be soaked! So what do you want this issue to be solved like?" melva asked, directly conveying to the young man.
"Eh ... It's okay, Mom. This car is just a bit crisp. Mostly I ask for compensation," said the young man with a friendly manner, because he was talking to an older person.
"I'll compensate for everything. How much will it cost to repair the damage to this car?" ketus Niar, with a slightly elevated tone.
So the man did not immediately interpret how much the price had to be spent to repair the car. He deliberately gave conditions to Niar to be responsible, one of which was Niar must accompany him when repairing cars in the workshop.
"This is it, Mom, I don't know how much loss I will experience. Better later, this brother just come with me when I go to the workshop. But now I can't because I'm in a hurry to work."
"So how it goes, Dek. It doesn't matter if my son has to go to the workshop to find out the damage," Melva said, as she pulled her child's arm with her head nodding so that the tomboyish son agreed to the deal.
The negotiations ended peacefully. After Niar agreed to the wishes conveyed by the young man, Niar had to come to repair the car, even though somehow the time was because the man had not scheduled it.
"Then I ask for a number, brother! If I have time, to go to the workshop, whenever it is Brother must be ready!" the Pinta the young man.
Niar was forced to give his cell phone number even though his mouth was muttering sneering at the man when delivering his mobile number.
"Sir, save my number! Remember not to be ignored, because my brother can report because of this collision," the young man threatened, after calling the number given by Niar.
If there is no Mama near him, the young man could have been booted by Niar. Because, he only has patience as thin as a tissue, especially not like when threatened like this.
Because there is the Mama, so he agreed to the agreement that occurred so that the problem was resolved immediately.
"Yes," answered Niar, lazily rolling his eyes because he was careless to see the arrogant young man.
"Then, it's done, isn't it, Deck the case? Just call my son later, most importantly the condition of the sister is okay, right?" sambar Melva, mediate an unfinished debate.