The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
S2 - 8

8

In the darkness of the night, in the quiet streets with very minimal lighting, Friska was forced to push her motorcycle. No vehicles or people passing by can be asked for help. The further the push, the more quiet and dark the road, until without feeling the fur of Friska stood all. 

"I shouldn't have gone this way! At least even though running out of gas is not very gini-gini." Friska cursed herself. 

The road that Friska is currently walking on, is not the main road. He deliberately cut the compass to get home faster. However, instead of being fast until there was even the opposite, Friska was instead trapped in the lonely streets. 

"Yes, God. Give your servant a helper angel!" The girl prayed, hoping someone would help her. "This place is terrible. I promise, if any woman helps me, I'll make you a brother. If it's the man who helped me, so his wife I'd be willing .. lf I can get out of this street quickly." 

'Uh, why do I pray like that? What if it's my peot battery?' A moment later, he realized what he said, "Ih, amit-amit ..." making Friska even more shudder if the one who helped him was really a peot battery. 'Instead of making vague promises like that, you read a real prayer." Friska advised herself.

While continuing to push the motor, Friska also continued to recite short letters and verse seats to eliminate a little of his fear that was increasingly raised. The earthy sounds of night animals make Friska a heart sport.  The shortcut through which is a road that divides the expanse of rice fields with rubber forest on the other side, making the girl several times hear the sound of owls and other night animals that make the feathers goosebumps. 

"Gue wants to cry!" Friska was starting to get frustrated with her current unlucky fate. "But if there is a cry that imitates my cry, the more beautiful!" he said again, remembering the horror stories he had seen. 

Amidst the frustration, Friska suddenly saw a light approaching. A smile was immediately displayed as a unit of car walked towards him. Immediately, Friska standardized her motor, then waved her hand towards the vehicle—asked the vehicle to pull over. 

"Excuse me! Sorry to interrupt, could you ask for a little help?" Friska tapped on the car window, as the car stopped. 

The owner of the car immediately lowered the windshield, and how surprised Friska saw who was in the car. "Sister Ryan!" he said, between happy and disbelieving mixed into one. Again and again, he met the man.

Meanwhile, the owner of the car looked confused. "You know me?" ryan asked, because he didn't know Friska at all. 

Friska nodded. "Didn't my brother know me?" friska asked and was immediately answered by Ryan. There was a slight disappointment in Friska's heart when the man did not remember her at all, even though they had been introduced by Irma on Irma's wedding day. 

However, that disappointment he quickly hid with the faint smile Friska was displaying. "Well, what a pity it means his older brother is less distant. Though Mr. President only ...." 

"Does the President know you too?" cut Ryan. 

"Somewhat." Friska shook her head with a smile that was growing more and more cracked and was about to explode. "I mean, even though Mr. President just doesn't know me," Friska's laughter broke out, after a few minutes he was overcome by a gripping fear. 

"Bg ...." Ryan throttled. 

"Laugh at me, brother! I'm funny again, you know!" 

"Not funny" Ryan said. 

"Pretend funny, cake. Comforting people who are afraid is worship, you know," continued Friska again. 

"Aren't you at the minimarket? Did it stop me from just saying some funny words?" Ryan who was still in a bad mood narrowed one eye. 

"Well, that's remember. One hundred for you!" Friska held out her two thumbs. "No, why stop people from making fun of doang. If mo funny mending on the stage stand up, why in a haunted place like gini?" sangkal Friska's. 

"Then?" 

"First of all sorry for the trouble, but I want to trouble again. May it?" he continued with a clear face. 

"What can I help you with?" ask Ryan flatly. He was still not fully able to dampen the emotions made by Elsa. 

"My motor ran out of gas. Can you please derekin & nemu fuel place, no?" pinta Friska's. 

Ryan did not answer, but he immediately moved his car back up. 

But the car kept going. Missing was Friska's hope to get to the main road soon. The girl exhaled violently and returned to the motor. "Your fate today is indeed very unlucky, Fris!" Friska pushed the bike again. 

"So it's towed, isn't it? Or mo driven to home?" ask Ryan who's been out of the car with mine in hand. The tip of her lips slightly raised as she looked at Friska who looked frustrated.

Friska looked up and how happy she was to see the man not leaving. Quickly, Friska nodded immediately. 

It turned out that Ryan drove his car not to leave Friska, but so that his car was in front of the Friska motorbike with a little distance. The man then tied the mine to the car and to the Friska motorbike. 

"This motor?" Ryan felt very familiar with the bike Friska brought, but at this time he was reluctant to ask.

Friska's motorbike was pulled by Ryan's car until it found a refueling place.  Once there, Ryan immediately asked SPBU employees to refuel the Friska motorbike to the full. 

'Uh, how do I pay? Where do SPBU employees get paid for chocolate? Why not stop at a retail gasoline sale?' After finding SPBU, Friska messed around with how to pay for it. 

"Everything is forty-two thousand, Ma'am" said the official. 

"Fourty-two thousand, huh? Em ... em ... how about—" 

"This is the money, Mum!" 

Friska who was about to negotiate for barter with chocolate immediately cut Ryan who gave a hundred thousand pieces of money. 

The officer immediately accepted and gave his change. "What did his sister say?" ask the clerk who remembered Friska's words cut off by Ryan. 

"Nothing." Friska shook her head while scratching her non-itchy nape. "Thank you, Mas" he continued with a clumsy smile, then brought his bike because there were still other riders who wanted to charge as well. 

Meanwhile, Ryan only smiled faintly at the behavior of the girl he had helped twice. He deliberately did not leave Friska immediately, considering that the girl did not carry a wallet. 

"My car's parked there!" Ryan pointed to a white car parked a few meters away from the charging stand. 

Friska nodded, then followed where Ryan was walking. 

"Thank you, Brother. It helped me many times. I owe you so much" Friska said as soon as she got near Ryan's car. 

"You must be thirsty, drink up!" Instead of answering, Ryan instead poured a bottle of drink that had been purchased at the minimarket. 

Despite his condolences, Friska received and drank it. 

"Sister, thank you again." 

Ryan who was also drinking just nodded.

"You've been calling me big brother, have we met before other than in the mini market?" ask Ryan. One of the reasons, Ryan did not leave Friska at SPBU because he was very curious, why the girl knew his name and also Friska using Irma's vehicle. 

Friska nodded slowly. "I'm Irma's sister-in-law. We first met when Irma married. Ryan must have forgotten, huh? I understand that I am not a famous person. Er, wrong, I mean." Friska smiled clumsyly as she slipped using the word 'gue'. 

"It's okay to talk, I don't have a problem. But, sorry I completely forgot. I don't mean to forget our first meeting" Ryan said regretfully. 

"Why should I apologize? There is nothing special in our first meeting, so it's only natural that we're lacking in our hearts" Friska said.

Ryan just smiled. The two also chatted long enough in the SPBU area, until Friska paid to go home because Andre must have been waiting for him since.