The Story of Love Of Machinist

The Story of Love Of Machinist
Chapter 4: returning the favor


When he finished his service, Nasrul returned home in the evening. He also hunted 2 say goodbye to his colleague.


" i am Julia first, Assalamualaikum" (said Nasrul).


" yes, Walaikumussalam" (july replied)


" Rul's.. Don't forget the debt gw yak" (july said, while agk shouted)


" uh. Yes I forgot. Hehehe I paid" ( replied Nasrul while taking the money)


" thank you for paying for my food yesterday." (said Nashrul while giving the money)


" same as rule. Don't forget the boss!! . Tomorrow pay me yak . (july replied while receiving the money)


" ready to be.. Hehehehe " (said nashrul)


At the end they say goodbye to return to their homes, Nasrul went out of the station and saw his motorcycle which tire broke, and intend to patch it.


" i'm patching this motor.. Than on foot tomorrow. Haha.. Hopefully it is still not closed" (said Nasrul while pushing the bike out of the station).


he also walked pushing his motorbike and looking for motor service around there. He finally found it....


" Thank God has not closed" (said Nasrul in the heart)


" excuse me, I want to name the ban mas." (said nashrul while greeting the Montir )


" yes please. Why the motorcycle tyre??" (answer the mechanic)


" this is a car, my motorcycle tire broke. Please fix mas. (said nashrul asked).


" ready mass ! . Accept it properly (said Montir reassured )


Not long after the motorcycle tire is finished repaired and in patchwork..


" This is the motorcycle mas I have repaired " (said mechanic)


" please pay at the cashier yes " (said the mechanic)


Finally Nasrul paid her at the cashier of the store


" thank you, the money, I named the broken tire" (said Nasrul while giving the money)


" same as mas" (the cashier replied with a smile)


At the end of his Nasrul ride home his motorbike, at the crossroad Nasrul road meet with the princess who walks alone..


( hi.. Kok return by foot mbak" (said nasrul say hello to the princess)


" yes sir is out of costs. Hehehehe" (the princess replied with a chuckle)


" night night own way gk afraid mbak??" (ask Nasrul)


" no mas ." (the princess replied with a smile)


" i'll take 'em, will I??" (ask Nasrul)


" who do I know?? . Who hit me yesterday, right.?? " (ask the princess)


" yes I was the machinist who hit mbak yesterday "" (answer nashrul with a smile).


" know my name nashrul" (said nashrul introduced himself and stretched out his hand).


" ooh, know my name princess mas.." (wanted the princess introduced herself)


" can you ask for your phone number??" (ask nashrul)


" may mas" (the princess replied while mentioning her phone number)


" yaudah mas.. I follow.. Later I go down in front of the house there ya mas" (said the princess while riding a bike nashrul)


At the end of their ride together, they also chatted, Nasrul also felt the warmth of his new friend.


" God is near this place, I deg deg an ya. Very comfortable." (said Nasrul in the heart)


They arrived at the Princess' house.. Nasrul also said goodbye to go home to the princess.


" put I said yes, it's very malem. Assalamualaikum, take good care of yourself " (sull-pitched nashrul)


" yes, thank you for my nganterin mas.wa'alaikumusalam" ( replied the princess)


" just as beautiful !!" (answer nashrul with a shout while pushing the motor)


" hehe.. can aja sir Masinis ". (said the princess with a smile).


Finally, his mother came out of the house, hearing the voice of her favorite child..


" daughter!!.." (mother called)


" my mother came home, Assalamualaikum" (the princess answered while hugging her mother)


" Wa'alaikumsalam nak!!, you have come home he said you want to stay at your house because the fare runs out ??" (ask mom)


" yes ma'am, the princess's money is up.. Hehehe, ( said the princess with a small laugh).


" ooh yes ma'am.. The princess did not stay overnight, the princess was delivered by Mas Nasrul bu.. Princess friends" (the princess added)


" your college friend?? How boy, your girlfriend yes" (ask the mother slit)


" no ma'am, it's the princess. Not a college friend but a friend at the station ( answered the princess rather smiling).


" stations friend?? (ask mom curious)


" yes ma'am, a friend of a machinist's daughter.. Cool by mom.. She was anterin princess home until home." (said princess)


" kirain mom is your boyfriend" ( replied the mother's teased)


" iishh.where there is a daughter has a boyfriend mom " (said princess rather kel).


" no papa neng, I'm angry you have a boyfriend, the important thing is you do not date, I want to have a daughter-in-law Masinis " (said mother)


" where does she want me mom.. He will be handsome, not as level as " ( replied the princess)


" we already love mah neng, want him machinist, doctor or police if he deket same you, love the same you, let alone you love him, he said, as far as any distance you must have been a mate must be united to meet" (said mother)


" you're a grown man! , look for your life partner. Mom is getting older. I want you to be the same as your candidate" (ujar mother advises).


" yes, the princesses are already in marriage, sometimes like to be asked, (you when to marry a put, really fight a match, then go to old age)" (said princess annoyed)


" mother will definitely wait for him to propose to you, the rich type fits you" (said mother).


" isshhhhh.. Mother, mah.." ( replied the princess annoyed).


In his boarding house Nasrul still felt his heartbeat vibrate after piggybacking on the princess. He spoke to himself and prayed..


" O God is he my match?? It's like I'm in love with her.. Suddenly I like her, warm and fun her people, may she like me (nashrul said while thinking about the princess)


" O Allah, if he is my soul mate, my heart is close to him, join mine with him.


If he's not my soul mate, Rabb!!. Keep him out of my heart." Aamiin (said Nasrul).


He also prepared dinner. After eating, he prepares to sleep. The clock on his phone shows at 00.00 midnight.. Finally he went to sleep, because tomorrow he will be on duty again.


Up here yak. Ntar author continue again.. Warm regards..