The He Is Abrisam (S1-S2)
Section 27

Tomi unsealed the hood of her car. Smoke came out of the engine of this black car until the man shook his hands in front of his face.

“Ah shit! I ‘kan do not understand the machine,” grunts while looking around the machines in there.

Tomi closed the hood again. Then take the bag and car keys that are still in this four-wheeled vehicle.

The man glanced at the watch that was on his wrist, “already one hour, I have to get to ten more minutes in the office. The Australian client may be gone."

He lowered his hand and reached into the cell phone from the pocket in his suit. Tomi called her subscription workshop, then went from there to the more crowded streets.

“Taxi! Taxi!”

Tomi runs over to a taxi that happens to be stopping. However, he did not realize that someone first stopped his taxi.

“Street, Sir!” Tomi turned to her side when she heard a woman also say the same thing as herself.

“Loh?” startled the middle-aged woman who was carrying a few boxes between her.

“Sorry, Mom. I first got into this taxi,” Tomi said politely.

“I stopped this taxi first, sir. Why dong same women.”

Hearing this woman sewot, Tomi sighed and glanced at her watch again. Time has been wasted a lot.

“Bu, I've been this polite. Please find another taxi. I'm in a hurry to meet client.”

“Only you have a client to wear a suit? I also have client.” The woman who is almost the same age as Tomi was lifting the box she brought, “I want to meet my clients who ordered these pastries.”

Tomi turned her face and laughed softly.

“Why are you laughing? Get out of my cab!” throw the woman out.

“You should have come out. Because I got in this taxi first. You can find another taxi.”

“Enak aja ngaku-ngaku first. Obviously I stopped this taxi first. Just ask the driver.” Mother with her hair in the pigtail was patting the driver's shoulder, “Pak I first ‘kan who called Mr?”

The taxi driver nodded, “iya was right, Sir.”

“I pay more than the price of the rate, but have to deliver me.”

“Can't be so!” said This woman does not accept, “about you a lot of money all want to be completed using money. Me first, means I am entitled to take this taxi.”

Tomi wants to protest again. This woman next to him had completely exhausted her patience. He was late for the office because he argued too long. The taxi driver interrupted him.

“Where are these moms and dads going?”

“Ke road antelope,” say they with compact.

“That's it, the goal is the same. Already Pak-Bu I deliver together only.” The driver turned back to the front and started the engine again.

Tomi and the Woman fell silent and sat properly by the side of each other's door.

For five minutes, the two men were still silent. Until Tomi tries to melt the atmosphere.

“Sorry before, Mom. I was in a hurry.”

The woman who was staring at the street through the car door window turned to this man in a suit.

“Mom-mom, I am not your mother.”

“You look like you have a child in my 17s so I call mom. Is it wrong?”

“Alright, than I call mom on. Let's just get acquainted. I'm Tomi Pradipta.” Tom stretched out his hand.

Before welcoming the hand, this woman noticed it rather long, “Winda.”

Tomi smiled as she found out the name of this beautiful woman in front of her. Sally quickly pulled her hand again.

“You want a cake? Got a cake shop?”

The taxi driver smiled from the rearview mirror when he saw his passengers getting along.

Winda shook his head, “cuma catering cake at home, Mas.”

“Many of them?” Tomi look around the box held by Winda, “definitely delicious.”

“The word that you ordered is really good, Mas.”

Tomi nodded her head in understanding, “means that if I have an event at the office want to order cake to Mbak Winda can dong?” tanyakanya.

“Can.” Winda rushed to open his bag sling. Take a business card from there, “ini, there is a phone number there if you want to order.”

He gave a business card to Tomi. It is with pleasure that this man took it.

“Oke, I'll call you if you need.”

Winda smiled and nodded.

Tomi smiled at the business card she was holding. Until late to the office he did not realize that one of his employees did not remind.

“Pak, already awaited the client in the meeting room.”

Tomi flinched and saved the card into a pocket, “oh yes, I almost forgot.”

After that he walked quickly with his employees following from behind.

And elsewhere. Linda arrived at a shop. The usual cake shop Winda came for his homemade cake.

“Sorry koko cake is a little late.” Winda put the boxes on top of the telase.

“Haiya, where are you going? I have many customers who want your cake.”

“So I called a taxi with the fathers of this office, Ko. Because he came late here,” explained Winda.

Koko Lim, who owns the cake shop, raises her glasses downhill, “office in front here?”

Winda turned his head, looking at the majestic tall building ahead. He looked to this chinese parent, “iya the one.”

“Lu pepet ajalah then. You can get married again just as rich.”

“Huss, koko said.” Winda flicked his hands with a shy smile, “who knew he already had a wife, Ko. When viewed from the looks of it already have a big child.”

“If your soul mate is not to where.” Koko Lim picked up the cake box, “oe bring back yes. Wait a minute.”

Winda nodded. He waited for the one who had the store to come back out to give his purchase money.