P & B || LS SERIES

CHAPTER eight

"Ahhh," Bank groaned as he smashed his motorcycle around the cat and
skidded onto the road. Fortunately, it was very late, so there is not much
traffic. Bank lay on his back on the road, slightly dazed, before slowly getting
up.

"Young man, how are you? Aow, Bank?" the owner of another late-night
drinking establishment ran out to look, before waving and realizing it was
Bank

"Hey Tom! Come help hold Bank up," the merchant yelled at his
subordinate.

"oh Bank huh?" Tom ran out to look at the other person. Bank waved a
hand.

"okay, I'm fine," Bank replied, but Tom helped him sit on the curb, while the
others helped lift Bank's motorcycle.

"How are you? Did you hit your head?" Tom asked because they knew each
other well.

"No, Tom. I'm fine in my head, but my arm..." Bank said, raising his arm to
look at him. He saw that there were scratches and his jeans were torn.

"Do you want me to write to your mom?" asked the owner of the
wholesale pool.

"No need. Mom must have fallen asleep. I don't want her to panic. I'll call
the pool guys to pick up the car and take me back" Bank said before
pulling out his cell phone with a sigh when he saw her His mobile screen
was broken, he couldn't make calls, Tom called Moss, because he has his
number and tells him to come pick him up, Bank also examines his own
body.

"I think it's better to go to the doctor, we don't know if his injuries are
just superficial. It wasn't a soft hit" Tom said.

Moss and Pong soon arrived,
both of whom were shocked when they learned that Bank had crashed.

"Pong, please take my car back to the Pool. I'll have Moss take me to the
hospital," Bank said, Moss immediately nodding before Tom helped Bank sit
up before going to the hospital immediately.

"What happened? How did you have an accident? Where were you?"
Moss asked as he drove Bank to the hospital.

"A cat walked my way," Bank replied. Then, he looked at his mobile phone
and thought that he would have to buy a new one.
When they arrived at the hospital, the nurse took Bank to examine his
wound.

"Ugh, you're fine!" Moss asked.

"What the hell? Tomorrow I'll be sore, my back is scraped, and most
importantly, my mother... I'm sure she'll scold me," Bank complained.

"If l can't come tomorrow, please manage the billiards " Bank said in
advance, because he still doesn't know if he can get up and go to work or not.
Right now he doesn't feel much pain, but he figured maybe tomorrow he
wouldn't be the same.
Bank and Moss are back at Billiards, Bank wants to get some things ready.
When he arrives many people ask what happened, since he has a white
bandage covering the stitches on his arm.

After finishing talking with the
employees and some customers, Bank returns to his house, in his room he
decides not to call anyone so as not to worry his friends, and tomorrow he
will talk to his mother.

"Ugh!" , Bank's daughter's scream rang out, causing him to wake up and
immediately look for the source of the sound.

"oh!" Bank yelled as he stood up, but he had to hold still as the pain shot
through his entire body. Bank adjusted his mood and turned to see his
mother and his daughter crying.

"Please explain to me what happened?" Bank's mother asked
immediately.

"Why are you crying, Ingfah?" Bank asked, his voice slightly hoarse
because he had just woken up.