Chapter 2. Packed.

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It's in 16 of August, 2018 (Which it was tommorow). I was sleeping, dreaming something, bird chirping, until that awful, load Dangdut music began to transferred to my ears fastly.

"Well, it seems that Ms. Poetri are bladting another dangdut song. Time to stop her from playing it, before it's getting worse!"

I ran to the next room, and staring to turn off that loud song.

"Hey!" She shouted, "Why on earth would you stop that beautiful sound from heaven?"

"I think the better question is, that, why on earth are you blasting Dangdut song in 7:00 in the morning, huh?" I shouted, angrily.

"And why don't you go to work?" She ask.

"Because I had a three day off, and my cousin are taking the company, for temporary!" I said.

"A three day off? For what?" She ask, again.

"A three day off for meeting with the president in Jakarta!" I said.

"Well, since you're going there, I was about to go to Surabaya for listen to Dangdut concert in 19th of August, 2018! And since you go to Jakarta, I decided to join with you to go there also!" She said.

"Why on earth would I wasted my time to went there, just for listening to the world's worst song ever? I won't go there unless there are a concert right near my house!" I shouted.

"Well, I was about to say that, there was an automobile exhibition in Surabaya, right near to the dangdut concert, but since you said no, that means, I change my mind!"

"Wait, really? An automobile exhibition exhibiton? Ok, I'm in!!" I said, excitedly.

"Good, now let's get packing up!" She said.

"Packing up what?" I confused.

"Packing to go Jakarta, of course!" She said.

Oh yes, I almost forgot about that.

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