The Love Story of Son of Sultan
6. Matres
"Who are you?" asked the man with the muscular orange and the hat in front of him.
The man then turned his hat back. Then wiped away the sweat dripping down his cheek.
"The story asks. I should have asked, who are you? Why get into people's cars without excuse?" ask the man again.
"Car people? What does. Isn't this a public transport car? I'm going up here. Because you want to go to Mall Xx, "answer Orange back to ask and explain.
Hearing the orange's answer the man saw the appearance of the Orange from top to bottom. Orange goods branded all. The shoes are balenciaga brand, the pants, the blouse, the bag, from the color the shape looks if everything is expensive. Moreover, from the thick black orange hair decomposes neatly very well maintained, not to mention the aroma of orange perfume that is still attached. Fix Orange rich kid's.
"Ehm, have you ever ridden an angkot before?" ask the man later.
The orange was silent, and swallowed his saliva thinking. Orange stared closely at the muscular man in front of him. Does this guy look bad or not. There seemed to be no malicious intent at all, but his eyes looked cunning and annoying.
"Why is that?" answer the challenging orange.
"My number's an exclusive angkot, I'd like to drop you off. But you have to pay me a special rate!" the man replied, smiling slyly. It turns out that guy's a matre guy.
"Huh? Exclusive transport?" ask Orange and look around.
"Well, exclusive from where?" inner Orange. Some of the car seats were torn off. There is no ac no car perfume, like the car Orange. Even the car paint was not only a barricade, but the paint peeling. And what is this is that the glass is open not accidentally opened but the lid opening tool is broken. Fix this car wreckage.
"Yes. This is a special angkot. This is a special car that I used to transport goods. Not a person, because you've gone up and asked me to drive you. I'll drive you. But you'll have to pay me for more!" said the young man.
Orange also glared and looked at the muscular man annoyed.
"Oh my God. I got in the wrong car. Huh...how is this?" the orange looked around. Didn't see a red car like Amora said.
"Hows it? If we want we have to make a price deal. If not, get out of my car!" the man's orders again sold expensively seeing Orange silent and confused. Orange is very visible if he is plain.
"Hhhh" Orange sighed in annoyance. Inevitably, because the Orange does not know anything the Orange agrees.
"How should I pay you?" ask the orange at last. The man in the hat smiled happily.
"100 grand!" answer the man.
"OK" replied Orange directly yes.
The man further developed his smile did not expect Orange would immediately agree.
Though the usual freight rate should be enough 5 thousand only. But Orange itself does not know how much the cost of angkot. Baba Orange strictly prohibits orange ride in public transportation.
"Where's the money!" said the man again.
"Hohs. Just leave yet why pay first?" tanya Orange was suspicious.
"And I told you it's an exclusive angkot. If you don't go down!" threaten that guy again.
"Yes!" answer the orange.
Because the son of a rich man a hundred thousand money is light. But really, the man was very naughty and idiotic.
He looked at the orange with satisfaction but guilt.
"This oon boy, what a fool is too innocent. He was the son of the Sultan. He never got on the lot. Why would a kibulin cave?" inner man is naughty.
"OK let's go!" said the man.
Then the orange sat near the sack containing the rice. And the driver started the engine. Unlike the orange car that is lit the machine immediately turns on and the sound is very smooth. This car must be in the old stater just on. It also makes a very strange sound according to Orange. And it did not immediately leave but waited stable first.
The silent orange looked down enjoying the trip by his strange car. If the orange usually sits in a soft seat. Now the orange sits in a hard seat. The wind from the window holes was blowing hard because it came from many directions. Orange hair is also spattered.
It is very different from the orange car which is cold because it is AC and comfortable. The orange must also hold its long hair that decomposes. In front of the driver, he noticed the orange from the rearview mirror.
"Follow your hair with this" said the driver giving a hair tie with a rubber band.
"Huh?" tanya Orange disgusted to see the rubber that is usually used to tie rice wrap.
"That's used rubber!" say Orange.
While orange hair expensive hair care route takes millions of rupiah.
"Yes already if you don't want to" replied the man put his rubber again on the dashboard.
The orange was silent, but the wind from the hollow car window was really troublesome. Finally the orange receives.
"I want to wear it. Give me the rubber!" say Orange at last.
Suddenly without Kia realizing the man turned the car from the highway to the village. The man moved away from the Mall. Of course it makes the orange angry.
"Hey You. Why here? I'll ask you to mall xx why go to the village?" ask Angry
"And I told you. Today I have a duty to transport goods. I'll get my boss' merchandise. Just dropped you!" answer the man without sin.
"Huh? Why don't you take me first?" ask Orange to be angry.
"And I didn't say I'd take you first! If you don't want to. You just get off!" the man replied that he was still selling expensive.
"Enak. I've paid you dearly" replied Jingga.
"Just come along" replied the man.
The orange looked around. The orange doesn't know where the man took the orange. Around the Orange rice fields and rivers. Even if the Orange falls the Orange will be difficult. Ask to pick up the house person, who has Orange punished. Orange will take a break from the responsibility of guarding the twins.
"Yes has resigned" Inner Orange in the heart.
Turns out the car stopped at a crossroad near the rice fields. There was waiting for the mother and father of the farmer. On the ground there are two sacks, whether that's what they contain. Then there are lots of petai.
The orange stared strangely at the man in front of him. Who exactly is that man. What work.
The car stopped too. The man then went down and greeted the friendly farmer who was waiting for him.
"Well, is that good?" greet the man to the farmer who was there.
"Kok tumben do not use Bak's car, Jang?" greet middle-aged women in typical negligee clothes of village mothers.
"For him, fear of testing also to be safe" replied the man.
"Oh" replied the woman. Then they looked into the car.
"Whose is that? A boyfriend?" ask the woman.
"The buyer. But unfortunately not, hehe" replied the man.
"Eleh elehh's. Deketin. Geulis ueyy" seduce moms.
"Don't do it, ma'am. He'll cry later. The son of a man" replied the man.
The orange felt as a talking material immediately glued silent a thousand languages and frown.
Then the man then made a transaction to spend money to pay the mothers. Orange looked at the man, and it turned out that the man had a lot of money and was red-red.
"Oh yes, Mom. From tomorrow it is not me who takes the goods. I have to go home" said the man.
"Have you finished college?" ask the mother again.
"It's Mom, hehe." replied the man.
"Duh Jan's. So miss mommy later"
"I'll visit often, Mom!" answer again.
"Yes"
After being paid, the women left. And the man brought a lot of petai into the car.
"Come down, move ahead. The goods are many and smell" said the man told Orange down.
"I? Move to the front bench? Unwilling. You stink!" reply Orange straightforward and shock should be told to accompany with the sweaty man.
"Yes it's up to you. If you're behind get ready a lot of ants"
Seeing the many ants were shuddering and complaining.
"Yes" lenguh Orange.
"Ok me ahead" replied Jingga and sat down next to the driver.
While the man seemed to be transporting farmed goods. Orange saw his phone. Oranges should have reached the mall and enjoyed the cinema. But the orange was already dozens of minutes late.
Jingga intends to contact her theme. But apparently there is no signal. The phone is very quiet.
"IIiiiih" lamented Orange was almost about to cry out in annoyance.