Drunk Duda (Ceria Skalane Time)
MD39S. Prepares

Phew…..

Fortunately, Keith was pulled over by the staff who passed by here. Growing confused again, because I was the one who pulled Ken bang into my room again.

“Ria…. You should be able to keep Bunga believing that his father is a good man.“ He threw his body on the long sofa.

I leaned against my desk, holding my hand and facing him. “He won't believe, Bang. You have to be able to change, not have people admit that you're a good person. Bang Givan is worse than you, he's a girl almost every day. Scandal is there, over and over. But, even now she had no interest in other women's lyrics. You should know too, Bang. Not one or two people told them how bad their father was, but the children couldn't believe it because his father had changed. They just believe, if indeed his father is emotional.“ I think bang Ken should change.

The cry of repentance is a sinner, more God loves than the prayer of a proud man. I'm sure everyone can change. Not everyone is bad, they have no good side.

“I'm not asking you to comment on me, Ria.“ He turned his face towards the window.

People like this are friends of the devil. If the devil could not make that person do wrong, then the devil would turn them into the kind of human who felt the most right. While Ken bang, he made a mistake, but he would not admit it.

“As of you, Bang.“ I walked to sit in my chair.

I'm the laziest, if I had to argue with that kind of man. I'd rather just focus on my job, than serve it like that.

Even in Banjarmasin, I will focus on my work. I'll try, not to baper her. Because what? Because bang Ken doesn't deserve to be made a priest either. Indirectly, his words contained the meaning that he did not want to change and did not want to be meddled in his affairs.

We were silent for a long time, and some of my work was done. Now, just wait for lunch.

“Dek…. Brother ordered our lunch. Tomorrow morning, the possibility of Munir coming. At night, we will fly to Banjarmasin. Brother has confirmed to Givan, he wants a transfer but Abang refused.“

His silence turned out to be working and making plans.

“I don't have a big capital. Bang Givan doesn't love me, I can't get up.“ My salary was only transferred to goods, then half of it was automatically revoked by the Bank, for long-term savings, only I could take and use after two years.

“Abang did you say, use Abang.“ He got up and walked towards me.

I'm sure he can change. But I'm sure he can't change for me. Change for yourself will not happen. For Flowers, what else? He even wanted a disguise as a good person in the eyes of his son.

“I have to replace with what?“ I was a little tense watching her who was getting closer to me.

“Successfulness. You said it, right?“ He sat at the table, right in front of me.

As if the contents of the zipper pants, because the wrong position.

“View to it aja.“ He scooped my face and chuckled amusedly.

“Abang did you ever say, you did not open ya will not happen anything.“ He framed my face.

I don't believe what he says, I'm not sure about it.

“But Brother kiss me.“ I clasped my hands and looked at his face.

“Can not matter.“ It's that easy he thinks.

“That's a problem for me.“ I shook off his hand that was still framing my face.

“Oke.“

Okay what? It's not fun.

“I object,” I add later.

“OK. Keep let alone?“ He raised half his left hand, then glanced towards his watch.

“You're a hypocrite, Dek.“ He pulled my chin and swung it.

“Tak!“ I gave her a direct affirmation.

“Abang understands, you don't need to explain. Relax, you must be safe.“

I gawked, as he kissed my head covered in a veil. Really disrespectful, not knowing yourself.

Do I look hypocritical? Feelings, I don't show how I love her. He should also know, if I might forget him, when he kept his distance from me and was not this close to me.

“Solve your work, Brother borrow his phone huh?“ He grabbed the handle of the office's cable phone.

He spoke in English, with the office staff standing guard. He asked for a food order on his behalf, to be delivered to my room only.

Apparently, his words were right. The next morning, a thirty-five-year-old man arrived. He was actually named Munir, with the original ID I borrowed briefly to copy and put into the worker's data.

Bang Ken is in charge of Munir here, Munir also agrees if he must be bound for life, or until bang Givan no longer needs him. Salary has been adjusted, he also wants half of his salary paid at the beginning first for his wife's child.

This is what makes me a little confused. He has a wife, he is far from his family and I think about their family. How the household will remain intact, if they are far apart.

Whereas, working with bang Givan there is no holiday. Except, there was the death of a family member. Yes hopefully, there is a new, more humane policy after bang Givan has another new daughter.

“Ceysa, Beautiful.“ I went to him who was playing pianica.

“Yes, Aunty. What do you need?“ He released his piano.

What a polite girl.

“Night, Auntie wants to work somewhere else huh? Later, Adek Ceysa was escorted to pick up om Munir who came this morning. The same, guarded by Keith huh?“ I'll contact Shauwi, about whether or not Keith will come after I leave here.

“OK, Tan. I really understand. Aunt be careful, huh? Father said, do not easily trust too many people. Even if, it's our own teacher.“ Ceysa smiled as she said that.

“Still, Dear. Take care of yourself, right? Don't take off her earrings and her watch. If you have finished learning, directly calling kak Shauwi kek ordinary ya?“ Believe it or not, Canda's children were fitted with chips to track his movements.

It wasn't the Givan bang that controlled it, but there were people hired away just to keep an eye on the chip it was moving. It's like a mafia boy, isn't it? But as long as you know, business children are also the target of sly business opponents as well.

“Ready, Aunt.“ He gave me respect.

I chuckled, then rubbed his cheek. Sweet boy, the submissive.

“Tante get there first huh?“ I'm of other interest in this house.

That is, giving advice to the housekeeper here. Asking him to fix up an empty room, as a place for Keith to paint.

Meanwhile, the place for Mr. Munir is outside. The car garage is not connected to the house, the three car garages have their own shady house. Well, the shady house is quite comfortable it will be used by Mr. Munir as his residence.

“Dek, prepare. Turns out other brother click, Brother click the plane that flew at two this afternoon.“

Hmm, I'll be locked up by him in Banjarmasin sooner.

I can't resist it, I feel controlled by it. Refusing anyhow, I was not happy because bang Ken had come out of money to take care of the licensing of the coffee processing plant.

Just pray, hopefully this closeness is only for business.

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