Jerry was riding his beloved motorcycle home late one night when he saw a young girl wating by a bus stop. He stopped his motorcycle and told her that he did not think the buses were running so late at night and offered her a ride. The night air was geting chily, so he took f is jacket and gave it to her. Jerry found out that the girl's name was Siska. Siska was a beautiful, sweet, cute and cheerful girl. She was on her way home.
   After an hour drive, they arrived at her home. Jerry said goodnight and went home himself.
    The next day, he remembered that Siska stil had his jacket. He went to Siska's house and knocked on the door. An old woman answered. Jerry told her about the ride he had given her daughter Siska, and he had to come back to get the
jacket he had lent her. The old woman looked very confused.
    Jerry noticed a picture of Siska on the table. He pointed to it and told the old woman that she was the girl he had given a ride to. With her shaking voice, the old woman told Jerry that her daughter had been died for many years and was buried in a cemetery about an hour drive away from there. Jerry ran to his matorcycle and drove to the cemetery. There he found his jacket, neatly folded on top of a grave. The name on the gravestone was Siska Mutiara.
 

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