The Perfectionist 2: Aerospace
The helper

Hendra's body fell onto the asphalt road for the second time, this time he was completely exhausted. In his semi-conscious condition, he saw two people disembark from motor sport still wearing full face helmets.

Without saying much, the two people instantly attacked the begal mercilessly. They seemed to have an inexhaustible energy to serve attack after attack from the criminals.

Hendra, who was still sitting on the asphalt road and began to realize fully, called the nearest police station, to report the criminal incident he experienced.

Hendra tried to gather all his strength back to help the two people who were helping him bend the bandits.

But when Hendra was trying to stand with a body that was still staggering, a bandit saw him and urged him to come back to beat him.

Luckily one of Hendra's aides deftly pulled the bandit's jacket collar from behind to prevent him from approaching Hendra.

Without hitting, he just banged the helmet he was still wearing to the bandit's head until it fell down.

Fights were still ongoing when police cars came to herd them to nearby police stations.

Hendra was grateful and breathed a sigh of relief to see the herd was not struggling when arrested by the police. He helped the officers to stand up.

"You were the one who reported to our police, Mas?" ask the officer.

"Yes sir, I'm Hendra. Victims of the herd."

"Wish you're injured, let's take you to the nearest clinic from here."

"Hmmm .. No need sir, I. I want to go home quickly, my sister must have been waiting at home."

"But the wound must be treated first, Mas. Don't delay." urged the officer.

Suddenly one of the people wearing a full face helmet that had helped Hendra groan while holding his stomach.

Hendra was surprised, he looked towards the person.

How do you sound like a girl? thought Hendra.

"Are you okay?" ask the fellow who was piggybacking on him.

The man took off his partner's whimpering helmet.

Hendra was flabbergasted, his eyes unblinkingly looking at the typical Western Danisha with her bright blue eyes and brownish hair.

Waduh, it turns out that I'm a pretty bule?? inner Hendra.

"Let's go, we'll take you to the clinic down the street. All of us would like to ask for information about the chronology of the incident." one of the officers invited.

Hendra gasped, he immediately looked away from the beautiful boule.

"Danisha, we have to go to clinic!" invite the person who was piggybacking on a bule girl who turned out to be named Danisha.

"Sorry, can we ask for your testimony about the incident that just happened?" the officer asked quickly before Danisha and her partner left.

"But we have to go to clinic, they hitted my sister!" sahut bule man who turns out to be Danisha's brother named Darren, after opening his helmet.

Hendra was again interested to see the face of the handsome young man who also had a bule face like Danisha.

"Sir, sorry. Maybe we should just go to the clinic together. Let them bear witness there." suggested Hendra.

"Yes, I agree!" chirps Darren.

Hendra was again flabbergasted, he looked at Darren in awe.

"Lho, do you speak Indonesian?" ask Hendra.

"Yes, can. We've lived here for a year." said Darren.

Hendra.

"Then, let's go to the clinic together. Later I ask for your information there, given your condition that does not allow us to consult in the office." said the officer wisely.

"Well, thank you sir." said Hendra.

Upon arrival at the clinic, he immediately received prompt medical attention from the medics on duty that night.

When it was examined by the guard doctor, and the police have asked for information from the three of them, finally Danisha and Darren pamit go home.

"Sorry, will you excuse me? You hope to get better soon." said Darren kindly.

"Wait, I haven't thanked you yet. Thank you so much for helping me out. If there are no you, I don't know what will happen." said Hendra.

Darren and Danisha smiled, "Yes, together. We also used to be victims hmmm .. begal in the street, like you." said Darren with a western accent that is still felt, even though he can speak Indonesian.

"Thanks, call the police. Hmmm .. they come on time." added Danisha.

Hendra smiled to hear Darren and Danisha speak, because only this time Hendra faced directly with a Caucasian-faced person and spoke with a fluffy accent that was still quite thick.

"Oh yes, how are you, hmmm ....?" Hendra tried to ask the bule girl, but she forgot what her name was.

"Danisha." said Danisha, quickly smiling.

"Oh, yes sorry. A danisha?"

"I'm okay. They hit me in the stomach, but .. It's okay."

Hendra smiled, "Thank God then." - timpal Hendra.

"Oh yeah, your name ... who?" ask Darren, be friendly.

"Hendra." said Hendra while shaking Darren's hand, but only nodded his head while smiling at Danisha.

Darren and Danisha looked at each other with raised eyebrows, "Oh, wow! your name is like our father's." exclaimed Darren, not expecting.

"Oh yeah?? What a coincidence, huh? Are you Indonesian?" sahut Hendra sumringah's.

"Yes, papa is Indonesian, and mommy ... Australian."

"Oh so? but your face is more dominant bule huh? So I was surprised that you could speak Indonesian."

"Yes, at home we speak two languages. Mami can also speak Indonesian, and papa can clearly speak English" Darren said.

Hendra returned the mangosteen to hear an explanation from Darren.

"Hmmm ... You .. are okay, Hendra?" danisha asked immediately to see the bruises on Hendra's face and some parts of his body.

Hendra was misbehaving, and then he smiled.

"I'm okay." said Hendra mimicking Danisha's words, making Darren and Danisha laugh.

"Sorry, Hendra, are you going home now? Let us control. Mas Hendra please get in our car, let our members who brought Mas Hendra's motorbike to the house." one of the police officers came to Hendra who was still talking to Darren and Danisha.

"Oh, is that not a hassle, sir?" asked Hendra, not feeling well.

"It is our duty to protect society. Moreover, the condition of Mas Hendra is injured."

"Hmmm .. yes already then, thank you very much sir before. Oh yes, I thank you again for helping me."

"Between, Hendra. Maybe next ... Can we be friends?" Darren.

Hendra sumringah responded to Darren's proposal, steadily nodding.

"Can. Can you start with an HP number?" said Hendra, excited.

Darren and Danisha nodded and smiled at Hendra. They exchanged cell phone numbers, then they split up to return to their homes.

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