The Power Of Love [TPOL]
part 17's

"Where are we going, madam?"

"we're going somewhere. Come on quick"

while running around to the car garage.

Somewhere to? what, going to the hospital? thought confused.

We arrived at Miss Rika's car.

There I saw Mr. Andre sitting on the back bench with a limp body condition. pale while closing his eyes. I do not understand whether he was in a state of fainting or sleeping.

"You can drive, right?"

"Can madam" 

"OK"

Then Madam Rika gave me the key and set google maps to the destination and then stuck it right next to the steering wheel (there is a hanger) I quickly turned on the car and we left. left the house without knowing any servants there except the security guard.

"Beautiful! you just follow the map's directions, yeah?"

"Good mistress"

I lyrics mobile phone next to the steering wheel with the purpose of south jakarta housing hills clutser.

Why not go to the hospital?

Where is this mister Andre going to take you anyway? Duuuh! this woman cannot explain it clearly. Just follow me first. An entry! Will also know.

and yet! at a glance I see from the rearview mirror (convex mirror). Master andre's forehead keeps sweating! until Madam Rika continues to wipe it many times.Rika's face emanates a sense of worry and to the deep turmoil of a mother when having to face her sick child..

"Beautiful can be quick a little bit"

"Father mistress"

I increased the speed from 70km/h to 90km/h. I'm a little scared of riding a car above 100km/h. But Miss Rika's car is very tasty and sophisticated, in contrast to the car in my best friend that I usually carry.

On the way, I suddenly remembered my best friend.

I miss him so much. I could drive a car starting from the ride that kept urging me to learn how to ride a car.

-------(History can drive! Repeating a little story well)------

My friends used to be a lot of people. "Why the beautiful man can bring a car, he doesn't have a car his life is hard"

The problem of the bigos (gossip mongers) their work no longer exists but to rub people. My friends are many, however, only dina, a friend who helped me a lot. Even though he's a rich kid, college commutes by car. But he's not arrogant and very comfortable being friends with me otherwise I am too. It used to be a very long smesteran holiday. Morning to evening I took a schedule to work at the restaurant. Afternoon till night I was empty. I filled it with side jobs. Sometimes accompany mama around the alley, dor to dor looking for stitches. Helps catringan-catringan small but rarely exist. Until washing dishes in hawatan (party). shift and same mama.mama morning. I'm night. If there is a dish washing order like that. Mama must have asked for leave with her employer. Who is now my master.

the wages up to millions are at least 500 hundred thousand. It's good to add snacks. Sometimes I also want to buy clothes and hang out together. I'm ashamed of constantly being paid the same dina. At least! for my meal I can pay for it myself. Because that! I'd like it if told the same dina. Whether until when the fate of this body stops being a lawyer or a maid.

Once upon a time there was a curse. Suddenly Dina came to my house to take the road. Biasalah.The child if not out for a walk, must be dating..

"Assalamualaikum! Tantee! lovely there?" my mother knows dina very well.

"Waalaikumsalam, he's doing dinner dishes"

Shouted my mother from the room that was seberes room.

Dina just went straight into the dishwasher while looking from room to room. Our house is small so it is not difficult to find a human in it.

"Wash dishes where's aunt? there's no tuh?"

Mama's out to meet dina.

"Wash dishes in a celebration din. Far away from kog. About 10 houses from here"

"Huh!(surprised) wash dishes in hawatan?, oooh, yah already there well auntie".(rush to go immediately)..

Until in hajatan. the party is finished.dina looking around

I'm. Finally meet.

"Beautiful"(shouts dina. Dina wanted to scold beautifully)

At that time I was very surprised. I didn't know that Dina suddenly came looking for me to Hajatan. And I never told him I was looking for a side by doing the dishes on the face. Usually if he wants to come to my house, always call me first.

When it was dina walked over to me with her feet clasped. He was afraid his feet were dirty from muddling. Understand the spoiled child who never goes down to nature.

"Beautiful!. You're doing the dishes here"

I don't care if I keep washing the dishes. Then he pulled my hand forcefully and pulled me until I stood up.

"Good, how much are you paid! To the point of washing dishes in the face, make it a shame! Look at your smooth hands getting ugly" he's snapped.

At that time my eyes were red. My heart hurts. I cry easily.

I immediately cried while sitting down. That is the bitterness of life. Scavenging for sustenance even though it was embarrassing. But I've burned my shame for the sake of making money.

"I'm sorry, (whimpering at the time) I didn't mean to insult you"

dina pulled me up and hugged me while crying too.

"Well, I helped you!"

"No need to din. Later your hands are dirty, you just sit there (pointing an empty chair) is just a little more kog!, responsibility. soon finished".

dina obeyed my words and watched me with a faint face.

I quickly washed and cleaned the dishes.

When we're done, then we meet the one with the celebration. That night I was paid Rp 300 thousand. My mother was paid this afternoon about Rp 500 thousand..

"Can I apologize, huh? You're not angry"

"I'm smiling. No! where are we going din"

"You spent your search tonight.

"Aahaha"

We laughed together. Dina is so good at making me cheerful again.

Then we left with the car in. Just going around just hanging out drinking and eating light not far from my house..

"Beautiful. Just look. What if you learn to drive? Not long kog! 2 Weeks at the most. So you can just SIM. You'll spend it in my car after you're proficient. Every smester holiday! I'll find you a job as a private chauffeur. You want to find an afternoon until night, right? Anyway, time can I set. The salary is good too. You see, me and my mom have a lot of job-job links like that"

"Din's dad! but learning money is expensive"

"It has. You just calm down. Put my money on first. About paying! easygoing. Already payday you can be chirp"

"Really din?" I immediately sumringah and hugged her "dina is indeed my best friend" I cried spoiled.

Dina smile.

"But remember you no longer take the job-job dishwasher so well" he said in a chatty tone.

I nodded with a smile!

After studying and proficient with car in. Dina immediately gave me a side job every time the holiday smesteran. thank God, behind the difficulties there is always a way of convenience.

Yeah! That's the beginning of its history why I can drive a car, even though I don't have a car. It has been very useful until now.

I miss my friend so much. For now, I keep my whereabouts a secret. I'm afraid she's upset that she knows I'm a maid again. I'm not ready to hear a repetition. But I promise I'll see him when this is all over. Currently, Dina in Australia with her mother running the business. I don't know if he's home or not...