Trapped With The Jelita
Back in my Wallet!

"Motor Pinjem Lo Bang."

The sky had begun to darken when Ipul was still at home in his cousin's house while the Mama and also the Tantenya had been home since last afternoon, he said, and now the man is very itchy to go around the city of Jakarta after a long time in the UK with a motor sport owned by the brother who had been in the afternoon he had been courting.

"Where are you going?" ask Davi who's busy with the files he brought home.

Well it seems like the man already has a habit of bringing home a job when he should be at home enjoying time with his little family.

"Meet the same gebetan," said Ipul with a grin showing off his neatly arranged rows of teeth.

"Fuckin' badass? what's-her-name? knowin dong," Zara who came after putting Achnaf in her room looks so enthusiastic when she accidentally heard the conversation of two men she loved.

Ipul rolled his eyeballs looking at the behavior of Zara who seemed more excited than him.

"Goodbye," replied Ipul, "where's the key Bang?" ask the motor key to the owner of the vehicle that immediately points at the place where he usually places the key of his vehicle.

Davi let Ipul borrow a motorbike that he rarely started to drive because now the man prefers to use his car when going to the office.

Two-wheeled vehicles with the first so very proud Davi and often become his friend when accepting the challenge of the opponent to cross the wild track still looks so slick when Ipul began to occupy it.

"Indeed, who the hell is it, Ipul again Mas?" ask Zara whose curiosity has not been treated when the body of the motor carrying Ipul has disappeared behind the bend.

Davi put his shoulders together, "don't know Za, he didn't say or say the name just said gebetan aja," Davi said as he hugged his wife's waist into the house.

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The sky had completely darkened when Ipul was still very enjoying the night atmosphere in his home country, the speed of the motor was fairly slow, of course, because he who really wanted to live the view of the sky from the country that he had been a few months away.

The jacket that Ipul uses seems to be able to dispel the cold from the gusts of wind that is quite strong, until one by one water droplets begin to stick to the body and touch the back of his hands that are not covered by anything.

"Damn! why can I forget that the night in Jakarta will rain," condemned his stupidity who forgot that the driver of the Papa had told him that almost every night Jakarta will be in the rain.

The more droplets make Ipul inevitably have to immediately find shelter from the water that falls from the sky.

"Rain again, rain again," lament Ralen standing in a very quiet stop seems to rain has made other living beings prefer to find a comfortable place rather than having to face the rain that always falls every night soaking the earth the streets were flooded the next day.

"Where from earlier only got one more passenger doang." increasingly complaining considering he who from the afternoon had wandered to every point that he felt would be easy to get passengers but in fact nil, but in fact nil, it's just his hope because his phone really does not sound at all after he completes an order.

Ralen again sat down after shifting his motorbike more to the edge again, the woman was sitting with a gaze fixed on the rain water after hitting the roof stop.

When the rain was getting heavier Ralen saw there was a light beam from one vehicle that pulled over at the stop he was staying at, but the woman had no intention of raising her face because she was thinking about how to get the money for today in a time of intense rain that made her body feel so cold that it forced her to hold her body itself is protected by a jacket so as not to be exposed to rain which may later only make it sick.

The motor light had dimmed and Ralen could hear the footsteps at the stop, the woman did not intend to raise her face just her feelings were a little calm because she was not alone at the dark and lonely stop.

Moments later, Ralen's ears picked up the sound of the person next to her talking to someone on her phone.

Curiosity began to tease until Ralen raised his face slowly for slow motion until finally his eyeballs stuck out to find what was seen, the face of someone who was standing not far from him, and finally his eyes stuck out, indeed Ralen still very much recognized the face of the man even though only from the side with the help of lightning that suddenly grabbed made the face clearly visible.

The woman vehemently turned her face away from the man who also turned to her.

"Oh my God why my destiny is so bad!" ralen complained because for the third time he had to meet the same songong man.

"My bad destiny is to have to deal with elo again, here's my wallet!"

Ipul did not want to lose with the woman in front of him said fiercely while saving the phone back into his pocket after finishing telling his mother that he was caught in the rain and had to take shelter.

Earlier when he saw there was an Ipul stop immediately pulled his motorbike intending to take shelter but without thinking he saw a motorbike with a plate that he knew especially when he saw the owner of the motorbike who was also in the shade, for a moment he restrains his angry instincts on the woman he believes found the wallet he accidentally forgot about having to tell her.

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