The Story of Love Of Machinist

The Story of Love Of Machinist
Chapter 217 (Drama)


The scene opens 3 days before Eid.. The station is seen crowded by passengers who want to travel out of town..


'' btw we are passengers, right ?? " ask July


" great.. Yes, the driver is ", Nasrul replied


" hmm usually we return as passengers "


"" this ege lebaran transport already know two more days lebaran . Rame is ""


" super busy must be her ""


" he'emmm "


" means get there tomorrow morning Rauff said


'' yess. It does not feel yes we are 2 days away Eid replied Nasrul


'' iyeah.. Not kasa.. ''


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'' sir Nasrul is leaving ?? '' hello Lia


'' yes, replied Nasrul


'' congratulations to lebaran sir.. I have one wrong apology, Dita told Nasrul


'' equally I am also yes mbak replied Nasrul kindly


'' minal aidin wal faidzin yes sir said Lia


'' yes. '' replied July.


''' met lebaran said lastri with a smile.


'' yes, thank you for the sahur together this morning Nasrul said


'' yes. '' replied Lia.


'' even I do not feel good to have been troublesome said Nasrul


'' it's okay sir.. Just once replied Dita


'' yes, sir said Lastri


'' yes.. Hehe ''


'' mr. Nasrul his smile made a naggingin.. So the same keingetan someone said dinda slowly


'' syut.. Gibah began his work, said Lastri shut his mouth dinda.


'' hehe ''


'' yaudah I want to leave first, said Nasrul saying goodbye to officers who work there.


'' yes sir.. Take care.. Congratulations to lebaran sir. Greetings to the family there, replied Dita.


'' yes ''


'' it is very friendly, said July


'' I am not happy replied Nasrul


'' no papa or kang ''


'' first report yuk jull ''


'' yess ''


'' yaudah I'm waiting here ''


'' mass conductor train argo willis yah asked a PPKA officer to greet Rauff who was standing.


'' owh yes mass " replied Rauff


'' Who's the machinist who's the mass ?? '' ask the PPKA officer.


'' nashrul sir replied Rauff


'' huh seriously ?? ''


'' hahaha.. Ribet.. Seriously ''


'' uh yes yes.. Hehehe ''


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" sorry sir, the ticket booking has run out "" said the counter guard kindly


" atu kumaha kaka teh.. I've been waiting for tickets to run out "solar said annoyed


" sorry sir.. Please klo sir can order via online. It's also sometimes restricted stock "" the officer said


" akhh "" said Surya annoyed and left the place to buy tickets.


" why bre ? " ask Bagas


" the ticket to the poor runs out" replied Surya


" ow.. This is bre "" said Dika


" i don't know what else to say. What a great race again" said Azkia


" you don't have any friends who are machinists, do you ??" tanya Dika glanced at Surya who was confused.


" i just follow his social media account "answered Surya


" send a message. Yes times ora dibales "say Bagas pushy.


" hmmm "solar was thinking for a moment.


" just had a chat.. Than we do not go home. " said Azkia.


" yes, bye.. I just call you "answer Surya while taking his cell phone.


" do not bother ?? " tanya doubt.


" Where do I know.. Tpi rang si" replied Surya


Trett.. Trett..


Nasrul's smartphone vibrated in his pants pocket..


" i'm sorry sir. I was out for a while there was a phone" Nasrul said, taking his phone and walking through the room


" please mass "


Nasrul walked outside and picked up the phone


" heaven.. Who is this, huh ?? " ask Nasrul.


" mr. Nasrul please help us sir" said Surya in a clear tone


" hey mean ?? "" asked Nasrul in confusion.


" yes sir.. Me and my friends want to go home and run out of tickets, Surya replied


" Astagfirullah's.. How could "say Nasrul in shock


" yes sir. Station B. Now it's really padet.. You see, H2 wants to ebaran "solar word


" squeals.. Mass has already booked a ticket "asked Nasrul


" already sir from yesterday run out of tickets continue. "answered Surya.


" order via online only mass klo it "


" fear of not going to hunt sirk .. "


" hmm how yak.. Where are you going to go ? " ask Nasrul with his pity.


" to malang mass "answe


" ohhhh.. Yaudah insya Allah I try to make mass. I try to contact my friend who guards the counter there yes.. How many tickets do you need ??.. Same on whose behalf mass ??'


" 4 tickets sir .. Suherwan bagas first ticket.. The second ticket Adzkia zahra.. Andika Faturrahman's third ticket equals my fourth ticket.. Muhammad Surya's. "


" okay.. Economy class or executive class ??.. Later his name on the list in chattan aja yes mass ''


" ready sir. executive yes sir "


" okay. Yaudah later klo.. I told her again to her mass "


" it's ready sir.. Thanks sir "


" it's the same as "


Nasrul hung up the phone and went back into the officer's room.. For a briefing back before the service ..


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" so how's bre ?" ask bagas


" Thank God.. Later said Mr. Nasrul sought. "sunya said looks calm.


" maybe we still get tickets" Azkia said


" Aamiin's.. Pray that we can go home this year" said Azkia


'' yaudah bentar gw whistlist first name name who want mesan ticket.'' said Surya.


'' yes, you do not know the name I replied Dika


" yes.. Yaudah means to return "


" yes, yes"


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" who was bang ?? " ask July


" the son of the Railfans is going home.. He said he ran out of tickets ", Nasrul replied


" waduhh "


" yes he said now at station B there. The Rame "


" yes in 2 days "


" hee'em "


'' jull you check the engine first. I want to call the counter officer who guards there ''


'' jaudah replied July leaving Nasrul.


Nasrul immediately called the officer at station B..