Trapped BI*Crazy Widow
The Unexpected Destiny
Still in the past few days
After the trip to take Ima
Her best friend
Dimas was seen glancing towards the clock in his hand, for a moment he sighed softly.
Really late.
His inner.
Instantly Dimas Remember with something, Indri put something on him.
The man intended to turn his bike to the left side where there was Indomaret there, but unexpectedly heard a loud bang behind him.
As the sounds of car and motorcycle horns were twitching to each other, the man hurriedly turned his head with a surprised expression.
A car hit another car parked on the side of the road.
Dimas immediately pulled over his motorbike, reluctant to take a headache with regard to others, but immediately his eyeballs were fixed on a figure who had just come out of a shop on the right side of the Indomaret, the Indomaret, running frantically towards the car that was hit by another car.
That girl again?!.
Inner Dimas.
As if the call of the heart forced her to approach, the man quickly approached the girl.
Hustle and bustle is clearly heard, excitement occurs, the impactor clearly does not want to budge when clearly he is wrong.
Because that hit a man of stout stature, big and tall, about 40 years old, the girl looks not much to make a defense.
"The wrong brood, should not be parked on the side of the road, can go directly inside"
The impactor obviously insisted not to be blamed.
"already know this is a public street, parking as good as it is"
Oceh that man again.
"Well can not be sir, still wrong father, the father can not see the car Segede gaban gini? what blind man?"
A woman in her 35s appeared to be blabbering, and Dimas knew who she was.
Neighbors near her house, who worked at one of the private companies in Jakarta.
The woman has a small child aged around 7 years, her children often come and play with their house with Indri, when the woman was busy working even Husband has not yet returned to work, the girls will definitely be left in their place.
"Father anyway remains wrong, you hit a car that was parked on the street"
Several taxi drivers were seen trying to plead with the woman.
"So he meant to ask for a change, huh?"
The man's voice began to rise.
The woman was no less loud, obviously upset to see the man in front of them.
As everyone was troubled by the circumstances, the girl Dimas saw let out a puzzled expression, the girl touched her forehead for some time.
"I have to arrive at her show in 10 minutes Mir, can you take care of everything?"
The girl asked while trying to open her car door, looking for something there.
"You ride what? Miss is not yet ... "
The woman instantly stopped her words as she came to her senses with the presence of Dimas.
"God?"
"What's wrong, mbak?"
The gods hurriedly asked.
The woman quickly explained her happenings, her reality of the men facing them was clearly stubborn.
Fortunately, a patrol car passed, and not Dimas should be grateful when he saw the figure who got off the patrol car.
"God, why?"
"Of..."
Immediately Dimas pulled over, explaining the problem that happened to the man dressed in brown clothes who was under his papa who was none other than the brother of the mother.
The male driver of the car clearly panicked, he automatically lost his words.
"God can help you? take the daughter of the boss mbak to this address, he has not returned to Jakarta for a long time, it has been 5 years, mbak take care of his car used to be the same Om you and this father"
Is not everything a coincidence? sometimes God has planned something in a beautiful way, only we do not know when and where it will happen, also how it will happen.
"Miss Syahnaz together with the Gods, well, she is good Miss, later on to the destination"
A line of words that slid from the lips of the woman made the girl shut up, she had no other choice, she said, looking at the man in front of her that is actually already 2 times he looked at by accident in the cafe where he was before her.
For a moment their eyeballs clashed with each other, doubt clearly visible behind the face of Syahnaz.
"I'll help you take care of her"
A line of words the man accompanied by his friendly smile made Syahnaz hand over some bags of goods in his hands.
The girl stared at the motorbike used by the man for some time then she glanced at the sturdy back.
It is not a matter of motor that makes him doubt but for him this is the first time he went to baton a man after the incident 5 years ago where he was injured.
"It's probably gonna be a little late"
The man spoke softly while suddenly putting the helmet over the girl's head.
Instantly Syahnaz froze as the figure in front of him tidied his hair with a movement so soft while widening a smile.