Redacted Mr. Barun
BLOUSE BRAKE

A girl named Sabhira Irani was following her father who was about to leave for work.

"Dad, today I want to go to the hawker festival in that big market. But I don't want to take public transportation. Very lazy if you have to insist. Not to mention that the perfume I wear will lose to the sweat of those who stick to my clothes. So ... Can you if I borrow Dad's vespa motorbike?" said Sabhira, his hand sagged on the father's arm.

"Are you sure you can drive it? wasn't the last time you used it, you jumped into a lake on the edge of town? Want to drive it again? Are you not kapok yet, hem?" his father asked a lot of questions. Reminds me of what happened to Sabhira a few years ago. Makes the girl confused to answer how.

"But Dad .. this one and last time. Help me Dad. I want to go there." Sabhira whines like a five-year-old who wants to ask for toys at the push-brothers.

"As far as you are. If anything happens, Dad hands off and you have to learn responsibility for your own mistakes" his father said in a stern tone. The middle-aged man did not want to take a headache with the silliness of his daughter.

"Sound your father. We've been trying to prevent you from driving a vespa again. But if you're upset, yes, the rest is on your own" said the middle-aged woman who had just approached them while carrying her husband's briefcase. And that woman is Sabhira's biological mother.

"Huff!" The sluggish-sounding breath was let out by Sabhira. The girl was still childish. He was only eighteen years old.

"Dad left first yes," said the man to his family.

"Yes, it's Dad." Sabhira turned around and went to her room with shaky steps.

"Be careful on Dad's road!" exclaim the wife while waving her hands. He turned to his daughter who had just entered the room. He sighed while shaking his head, then went to the kitchen to make a dish.

"Come to the snack festival. It is only open today. Many interesting discounts and also ... there is a grand prize too! the hunt's here!"

The sound of advertising on television that sounded into the room, made Sabhira ketar ketir and can not wait to get there. The girl kept pacing back and forth while nibbling her fingernails.

"Aah!" It was like a light flashed before his eyes. A brilliant idea came up. Sabhira came out of the room while sneaking around, then went to the kitchen to make sure that her mother was still busy cooking.

"Huh, safe." Sabhira rubbed his chest while exhaling a sigh of relief. The girl immediately searched for the existence of the key of her father's favorite Vespa motorbike.

Sabhira searched through all the drawers from the closets in the living room to her parents' room. His eyes sparkled when he found the key he was looking for. The girl went out of the house to the garage.

The rolling dor that closed the garage, he lifted it strong. Because the door is rarely opened. So that rainwater that causes rust at every corner of the folds makes the door difficult to open.

"Well! hello vespa. We'll see you again, this time I'll take you for a walk to the city" said Sabhira, who spoke to a tosca-colored vespa parked neatly in the garage.

The girl starts to climb on it, then inserts the motor key and turns on the starter. Do not forget to wear a bright yellow helmet to protect his head. The mother who heard the sound of a motorbike rushed out leaving the fish in the fry.

"Sabhira!" shouted the mother but not ignored at all by her daughter.

Sabhira raises the standard of his motorbike and drives the vespa out of the garage. He's very excited. Along the way his mouth was unceasingly humming and singing Indian songs that became his favorite.

When I sing. Right at the crossroads from the opposite direction, the black-colored sedan car drove quite fast. Sabhira was surprised and was about to pull the brake in his hand.

Brakes.

Sabhira managed to hit the front of the car. Moreover, the bumper part of the car and the right spotlights were destroyed. Passengers who were in the car came down, he was annoyed that Sabhira destroyed his expensive car.

Meanwhile, Sabhira cried as she bounced onto the asphalt. His legs and chest hurt.

"Hey you!" a man who was standing in front of him. Sabhira stopped her crying and looked up at the sinister face shown by the man. But the girl could not stop the sobbing that made her breath falter.

"Stop crying. You crybaby! quickly stand up and compensate for the damage to my car!" that guy's circus. Crossing his hands across his chest waiting for the girl in front of him to stand up.

Sabhira forgot the pain all over her for a moment, she had to stand up and face the man who was very angry with her.

"Heh rich man! are your eyes blind? you didn't even see me bounce off the asphalt. If only my vespa motorbike did not blong the brake. Then this incident will not happen," said Sabhira did not want to lose. But the man laughed.

"You don't realize what you just said. If only your motor brake did not blong, then this incident would not have happened. And that proves you're guilty. Quick indemnity!" the man with both hands is now put in his pants pocket.

"No! I'm not you indemnify!" sergeant Sabhira gave the man a defiant look.

"Curtain! it's wrong still not accept. Did your parents never teach you the meaning of responsibility huh? or maybe your brain is just stupid!" the man's circus again. Sabhira was getting less and less accepted.

"DON'T EVER BRING MY PARENTS!!" sabhira shouted right in front of the man's face.

The man fell silent, his eyes getting sharper. He is Barun Praya. Young entrepreneurs engaged in textile. Unfortunately, his company is currently in trouble because there are sites that spread rumors that he is a homo alias same-sex enthusiasts. Shares sold in the market are very plummeting, seen from throughout the history of the business world. His head felt like it wanted to break, when remembering it never got a way out.

After quite a long time of silence and only fighting in the eyes, Without a second thought Barun finally spoke up.

"Marry me or replace a billion car damage?" barun on purpose.

"No! both options were nothing to my advantage!" reject Sabhira firmly.

"Okay, then. Come with me to the police station!" sahut Barun again.

"Okay, I'll just marry you then." Sabhira eventually relented, as he did not have as much money as Barun asked.

To be continue ...

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Assalamualaikum everyone, how are you today? the beginning of the month should be cheerful dong hehe. The author would like to ask for your support for this latest work. The easy way is quite favorite, like, comment, vote and also a gift. Thank you in advance. Wasaalam 😊