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"Auuwww", cried Nina who was already under her bike.
The pedicab hit the front tire of Nina's motorcycle. The goods that had been in the rickshaw, have now moved to all roads. Spatter everywhere. The rickshaw mamang fell under his favorite rickshaw.
People who see events quickly provide help. Someone saved Nina, someone saved the rickshaw.
Luckily both are okay. Nina was taken off the road. His bike was also riddled by the people who helped him.
"Are you all right?" asked a father who helped him.
"No sir, just my left leg scratches a little bit" Nina said as she wiped the blood on her leg.
"Thank God, this is drinking water, drink it first" said the father gave Nina a bottle of mineral water. Nina took it and gulped it down.
"Thank you very much sir, sorry for the hassle" Nina said as she held the pain in her leg.
At the same time there was a car passing from the scene. He stopped his vehicle.
"What's the rame-rame" he murmured.
He opened the car glass.
"Sorry sir, what is it?", he asked a father.
"There was an accident" said the father.
"Accident?where is the man?", he asked again.
"That's right there" said the father pointing to one place.
"Oh yes, sir" he said to restart the engine of his car. And parked it not far from where the accident happened. He got out of his car and headed to the scene.
"Excuse me" he said as he passed in front of the mothers.
He continued to advance and defend the crowd. How surprised he was after finding out who had an accident was his staff.
"Nina" he said and quickly approached Nina who was still sitting on the ground with a plastic bag.
"Sister Marsel" said Nina quietly.
"How are you doing?did anyone get hurt?", asked Marsel quickly.
"Just blisters on the leg, not papa" said Nina.
Marsel watched Nina from head to toe looking around if there were any wounds that Nina did not feel.
"Where is your motor?", asked Marsel.
"That" pointed Nina at a motor that was damaged by the impact.
"Your motorist lives in the workshop, you come with me let me take you but before I let you go to the doctor first" explained Marsel.
"You wait here, over there is a workshop, let me take the bike first, just take you to the doctor" explained Marsel.
"Thank you sister, so troublesome" Nina said.
"It's okay" said Marsel as he headed for the bike and brought him to the workshop.
Soon Marsel was back.
"What did you hit before?" asked Marsel.
"That rickshaw that crashed, fortunately I slowly became just a broken motor", Nina pointed at a rickshaw. Marsel's eyes follow Nina's index finger.
"Oohhh, what's the pedicab?" asked Marsel again.
"That's the hat I wore my mamang becaknya, thank God he is also okay. Only the pedicab is a little dented" explained Nina.
Marsel looked towards the rickshaw.
"Yuukk we see the pedicab's mama" Marsel said helping Nina stand up.
People began to disperse seeing Nina was already there to help her.
"Well is it okay?", asked Marsel to the middle-aged man.
"It's okay son, just the goods so scattered, it's the goods I will take to the owner but with such circumstances I do not know what to say", explained the mamang.
"Mamang is also wrong, the mamang payload is excessive, so it is not balanced with the vehicle" explained Marsel.
"Yes, I want to know but I do not go back and forth to transport the goods" said the mamang quibbled.
"Yes mang no papa, next time be careful, do not exceed the limits of the ability of mamang so as not to be fatal like this, fortunately mamang and I are okay, otherwise the police will intervene, the police will intervene, and the mamang loss too" said Nina.
"Yes sorry" said the mamang, looking down.
"Yes, I took you to the doctor first" said Marsel helping Nina to her car.
Nina and Marsel left the place.
"Where is my friend's condition?", asked Marsel after the doctor examined Nina's condition.
"He's okay, there's just a blister on his calf and it looks like a sprain too" the doctor explained.
Marsel looked towards Nina's legs who were still lying on the bed.
"It's got a cure, there's also an ointment. The medicine is taken three times a day, and the ointment twice a day is enough" explains the doctor.
Marcel received a prescription from the doctor.
"Thank you doc, yuuk Nin" said Marsel and helped Nina get off the bed.
"It's the same", jawan the doctor.
Nina and Marsel leave the doctor's office.
"If you're still sick tomorrow, you're not going to work tomorrow" Marsel said without looking at Nina. His eyes focused on the road.
"Nothing koq kak, just scuffed doang", protested Nina.
"Didn't you hear the doctor said he said your leg was also sprained" said Marsel.
"Yes, sister, but it was not because of the accident, it was because it was sprained because of the shoes this morning" explained Nina.
"Koq can?", asked Marsel did not understand.
"So early in the morning, my sister asked for the file, because Marsel's sister wanted to be quick, so Nina hurried to Marsel's leg but it was good for me, my shoes were shot and as a result my leg sprained", nina said while looking at her feet.
"Koq didn't say it fit between files?", asked Marsel annoyed.
"It doesn't have to be either sister, I'm wrong not careful" said Nina quietly.
"That means I still owe you?" Marsel told Nina.
"What debt sis?" said Nina.
"That's your leg. Because of me your legs become dislocated, if not because of my orders your feet will not be sprained, how to pay the debt I treat you now?" said Marsel smiling.
"It was just an accident, brother. I am so sorry today. Damn repeatedly. Pure accident is not the fault of brother huh. And for the next time, I want to go home for a break" said Nina.
"Yes, we go home" said Marsel speeding up his vehicle.
"Sister slowly dong, Nina traumatized nih" said Nina tensely.
Marsel chuckles. Marsel lowered the amper of his vehicle. Nina breathed a sigh of relief. The tension on his face was running low.
They soon arrive at Nina's house.
"Almost sister" Nina told Marsel.
"Other times, you said you want to rest, if I stop by not so dong breaknya", ledek Marsel.
Nina chuckles.
"Let's love you, brother, be careful not to speed" said Nina.
Marsel turned his vehicle around and drove it at moderate speed.
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