
Miss Santi, who suddenly came here and approached me? How tumben? And who's the guy next to him? Why did he take Bayu's son Pak Rendi?
Inner Anton.
Anton stared in wonder at the two of them, if the same Bayu did not. Because it's just a little boy who's worried.
Santi and Reymond ordered food and drinks. Almost feels very quiet, Anton increasingly made tangent and awkward.
"You said the same to Andra. Tell me you have to go home first have some business!" santi said while eating, looking at Anton.
"But why Mom? And why did Mom suddenly meet me here?" anton's face was so tangled.
"I have business with you for a minute, don't tell Andra just yet! That's also if you still want to work with him!" said threat.
Why am I being threatened like this? Can Miss Santi fire me as Mr Andra's assistant? How the hell does that mean? I'm getting tangled.
Inner Anton.
"Anton's stupid! Call Andra and say!" peekit Santi's.
"Well, ma'am," Anton replied as he nodded and pressed his phone screen to connect his boss.
"Hello, Mr. Andra."
"What's wrong?"
"I have a little business, sir, so I have to go home soon. Can't mangantar sir, is that okay?"
"Rushan? What business?"
"I want to take my wife to see her mother" Anton told a lie.
"Oh. Yes it's okay" Andra said casually.
Anton had already hung up the phone, those in front had also finished eating. Reymond has turned on the voice recorder to record Anton's conversation later, he pockets his phone in a suit pocket.
"Anton. You have to be honest with me! That's also if you want to feel safe now!" Santi firmly.
Degs.....
A sentence that was able to make Anton swallow the saliva, he felt so tangent mixed in fear, Santi's face looked so serious.
"Good, Mom."
"The last time you called Rendi, when she wanted to see Andra! But you told me back then that Rendi didn't come to the hospital! And that's when Rendi disappeared until now! So ... What I want to ask you now is why that night you kept calling my son Rendi! Be honest and say it!" urged Santi.
Anton sighed while saying. "At that time it was an emergency Mom, I mentioned having to contact who if not Mr. Rendi. He was his nephew, and I also know Mr. Andra and Mr. Rendi are so close."
"But why did you tell him to come to the hospital? What's your purpose."
Degs.....
"none. I just asked him to visit, is it wrong if a nephew visited Omnya who was critical?" Anton turned around to ask
Santi nodded and began to digest Anton's answer. There's a lot of sense in Anton's remarks, but he doesn't really believe one hundred percent.
"Besides contacting Rendi. Who did you call?"
"Riana, Mr. Andra's son."
"After Riana?" ask Santi.
"No ma'am, just the two of them."
Santi paused for a moment, then continued to ask.
"Rio! Did you call Rio too?" santi asked, because her two children are also Andra's nephew.
Anton shook his head. "No, Ma."
"Why?"
"I didn't have his number at the time."
Ah right! Rio wasn't even too familiar with Andra, except now. We didn't see Andra when she was in the hospital. I forbid it myself.
Inner Santi.
Anton shook his head, "No, Mom. I said what it is."
"Okay, I keep the words that come out of your mouth. If you lie to me! I'll drag you into jail!" santi threatened.
Santi and Reymond instantly paid for everything they ordered. After that they left Anton alone.
After they left, Anton grabbed his phone and contacted someone.
*****
Night at the Hermawan house.
After dinner Indah directly invited Bayu to the room, his son was also sleepy. Beautiful lay Bayu's body and pull a blanket over his chest, not forgetting to kiss his forehead. Beautiful to lie down too.
Just starting to close his eyes, the sound of his phone vibrated. His hand reached out to reach the phone, the name 'Reyna' in front of the screen.
Lovely to lift it, "Hello."
"Good night, dear."
The male voice heard. Obviously it was Reymond, Indah deliberately kept her number with the name of a woman. For fear of being found out by his father.
"Night, Mas."
"You and Bayu again what dear? Already eaten?" reymond asked, they are both like the middle of LDRan alone, both in Jakarta. But can't be together.
"I was lying down, Bayu was also asleep. We have also eaten," replied Indah replying to all the questions from her husband.
"You didn't ask me, too? I miss you tofu!" exclaim Reymond with spoiled.
"Oh yes, you have eaten and again what?"
"I've eaten baby, I'm lying down too. My junior woke up, I think I want to fight again," his tone just sighed so. One of her hands was playing hers in the drawer pants.
"You, yesterday you were. Where did you and Mom go? Bayu said he's gone to the hospital. What's up, Mas? Are you sick?"
"No dear. Ah you are so considerate of me" said Reymond with cheeks that have been blushing, he was like the middle of a scandal.
"Why go to the hospital? Mom didn't tell me, either."
"Mamah asked me to do a DNA test with Bayu."
Degs....
"DNA Test?! Make what? Doesn't Mama believe you're her son?"
"I don't know, he said just in case, but it doesn't matter. Oya was a very good Bayu, the blood is not taken away dear."
"Due the hell Mas? Wow great ..."
Gts ... Gts ... Geck.
Beautiful speech stopped due to the sound of knocking on the door, he also felt afraid. The person behind the door is his father.
"Mas, yes, yes. Someone's knocking on the door."
Without a reply from Reymond, he immediately hung up the phone. Though her husband there was still busy petting her juniors while listening to the voice of Beautiful.
Beautiful get up and open the door of his room, do not forget to open the lock as well.
Czech....
Sure enough, in front of him was Mawan. He was standing in a white T-shirt and black knee-length color shorts. His right hand holds a glass of milk and his left holds a paper bag.
"Father. Papah hasn't slept?" tanya Beautiful, pleasantries. There was a little fear in his heart. Afraid Mawan overheard her conversation with Reymond.
Mawan's face looked expressionless. "It should be Papah. Why haven't you slept? And Papah was with you talking to someone. Who?"
Degs....
"Oh that was Nella, Pah. He just told me," said Indah lying.
"This is for you," both of Mawan's hands outstretched giving what was in his hands.