Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Jason and Dareen.
The National Examination was over, Jason rushed home, he could not wait because Shirleen called him to come home soon when the exam was over.
Although he did not want to expect much, but he also thought a little that Shirleen would give something to him, I don't know because of the tone of Shirleen's speech when calling he seemed to be able to read something.
But on the way, the luxury car was instead hit by a motorcyclist and it made it in anger, Jason still remains the same if not near Shirleen, very difficult to control himself.
He breathed in rough air, wearing a mask and hat before descending to see the state of his car.
"Mas, sorry Mas, my husband is in a hurry, our son has a fever, we have to take him to the hospital immediately..."
"Sshhutt, Sri, let me apologize" said Dareen, he did not want Sri to apologize for her mistake. "I'm sorry Mas, I was really unintentional, if there is something that needs to be changed later I will change"
Dareen had just returned home from school, he was also asked to go home quickly by Sri and her mother to take Fahira to the hospital, her father was on the plantation, and her father was on the farm, but after being contacted it turns out that Mr. Safar's phone was left in the nightstand.
Jason closed his eyes, dampening all the anger that had almost peaked earlier.
"Mas Dareen, do not pity this Mas car so dented, uh really no traces at all even though we did until abrasions gini you know Mas" said Sri innocently, he thought the young man's car in front of him must have been dented because it was hit by Dareen's motor body, but after he noticed why it could not seem to imprint at all.
He just fell down with Dareen earlier, lucky Fahira he approached closely so nothing happened with Fahira, only Sri and Dareen who appeared to have minor injuries.
Dareen immediately turned to look at Sri, it's true that the car he accidentally hit was not dented even scratched, but clearly he had hit it.
Ah thank goodness I do not need compensation because the car is a scuffed person.
Obviously there will be no trace, because the car that Jason is driving at this time, happens to be one of his cars that has been designed bulletproof, so just a hit like that will not have any effect.
"If the road is ati-ati, you can not speed up the cake even though you are in a hurry, not only a danger to you, but also can harm other riders, too, besides you bring a baby to a gini, a quiet drive" said Jason, it seems Yudha right since married to Shirleen, Jason can start caring between each other.
"Yes Mas.." said Dareen, he will not fight because he admitted that he was wrong.
"Hmmm"
Jason got back in his car, it was hard to control his anger, but it's okay for his wife, she doesn't like violence.
When he was about to run his car, he saw the couple who hit his car was in trouble because it seemed something happened with his motorbike, he sighed again, then came back down to come.
"Follow me, let me drop you off"
"Aahh no need to bother Mas, I think near here there is a workshop, this is just a moment" Dareen refused uncomfortable.
"Your child is sick again and you can still wait for your motorbike to be born, you are sick" protested Jason.
"Oh yes, but what is ngerepotin ?" ask Sri.
"Come with me" Jason asked.
"Live your motorbike there later let my people take care of it" continued Jason again.
Dareen entered with Sri and Fahira, initially he wanted to accompany Sri sitting in the back seat.but a speech from the young man he hit made him switch to sitting forward.
"All of you think I'm your driver"
Jason's car starts creeping towards the hospital, no sound after, because Sri and Dareen choose silence, while Fahira continues to fall asleep with his body still hot.
A phone call from Shirleen breaks the silence, Jason receives the call his wife has connected to the head unit of his car.
"Yes By..."
^^^"Assalamualaikum Papa..."^^^
"Ah yes forgot, waalaikum greetings Mama..."
"Why By ?"
^^^"Cok haven't arrived to you yet ?"^^^
"It's still on the road, what the hell when I just say, I'm curious"
^^^"If it is not a surprise, I am the same as the children waiting for this"^^
"Yes later yaaa, I still have a little business, where the hero papa, papa want to hear this voice"
^^^"This is Papa, let's deck heeh heeehh usually you have his voice, do you want mama cubit let nangis"^^
"I'll go straight home when it's done"
"Daaahh hotshot..."
Dareen was made gawk by this short conversation of the young man beside her with who was across the phone.
He does not want to think bad, but what power he who is still often this khilaf sometimes likes to forget his limits in judging fellow humans.
"His girlfriend is Mas" asked Dareen, who apparently could not resist the turmoil of his future.
"My wife" Jason said.
"Wife ? You mean, Mas's married ?" ask Dareen again.
"Lo is also married, even already have children" said Jason.
"Heemm yes too, I also have a child ?"
"Yes, my wife has been around for about two months"
"Ooohhh" Dareen mangut-mangut seemed to understand, but in his mind even suudzon because he guessed for sure the boyfriend of the young man next to him was pregnant out of wedlock, then they married and had children, and then they got married, the child of the age now speaks in the heart.
Astagfirullah istighfar Dareen, Dareen condemned its nature which is still often khilaf.
"Know Mas, I'm Dareen"
Ciiitttt, Jason's car stopped suddenly, from earlier the name continues to interfere with his thinking, starting when the woman in the veil behind this call the young man beside him called Mas Dareen.
"Lho Mas, why stop, there is a cat yes" asked Dareen who was still surprised.
Jason looked closely at the young man named Dareen, he recalled his childhood friend, there was a slight resemblance of their faces, but Dareen's name was a lot in this world.
"Who's your name ?" ask Jason.
"Dare"
"I mean full name"
"Why are you ?" Wonder Dareen.
"Don't ask too many questions, if you want to answer yes just answer"
"Dareen Hanif Akbari"
Dareen Hanif Akbari's...
Dareen Hanif Akbari's...
Dareen Hanif Akbari's...
The name seemed to fill his head.
Same, or just by chance, I still don't believe it, but the name is the same.
"Lo his son, Mr Safarudin Ilham ?" ask Jason straight to the point.
"Yes, how do you know my Father's name ?"
Jason opened his hat and mask, emblazoned with a face that often paced back and forth on TV and social media, which Dareen also recognized because he knew very well who the young man next to him was.
"Lo..." Dareen could not believe, he could meet Jason today, he had moved to Samarinda because the grandmother of his mother was very sick, jason couldn't play with him anymore, so he wasn't too sad to lose his best friend at the time. He was a little disappointed that Jason's parents forbade them from making friends.
"It's me, it's been a long time, you where I've been looking, the last news that I heard you moved to Samarinda so I think you netep there" said Jason.
"Well, I moved to Samarinda, but after a year my grandmother died, so yes my family returned to Jakarta, but I do not find a house that neighbors the same lo because the house was sold my bokap, crazy cool waah I often really see the news lo sliweran everywhere, I want to DM IGe lo, but I'm afraid I won't be taken"
Sri just gawked at what had happened before her.
Seriate...
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