My 100th Secretary's
The Talk From Heart to Heart

Ajeng Apartment in Soho New York

Coughing, Bayu immediately turned off the stove and headed to the girl and patted her back gently. Bayu filled Ajeng's glass with new water and gave it to the girl.

"Drink first slowly" said Bayu while stroking Ajeng's back gently while the girl drank the water.

"Sir...Bayu..bikin thing!" hardik Ajeng after hearing.

"Cock I make things?" ask Bayu confused.

"So what?! Make me surprised!" reply Ajeng judes.

"Which one?" Bayu returned to the kitchen and finished his cooking.

"Additional statement dear. Please sir." replied Ajeng. Honestly he mending see Bayu cold, angry or even jutek than now because it makes more goosebumps like Friday night Kliwon burn!!

"Why is Jeng?" sahut Bayu cuek while arranging dishes and putting two meat steaks there, plus vegetables and mashed potatoes coupled with white sauce.

Ajeng gawk at the results of Bayu cuisine. "Seriously, can you cook?" The girl looked at her boss with a look of disbelief.

"If it's just steaks and mashed potatoes, I can Jeng. I already told you. But don't you tell me to cook super complicated Javanese or Asian dishes! Oh wow!" answer Bayu while taking water for him and the wine juice in Ajeng refrigerator.

He was still staring at the food in front of him. "Sir, is this medium rare or medium or well done?"

"Witting for you well done. Let it be easy to chew.." replied Bayu. "Let's eat."

Ajeng held his fork and knife and read the basmalah. The girl cut the steak and it was tender and ate it. "Hhhmmmm delicious."

"Seriously?"

"Hu um's. Although the cooking includes fast but everything is all fitting" praise Ajeng who must chew on the right because the left side is still twitching.

"You can chew it, right? It still hurts..." Bayu stared at Ajeng attentively.

"Lumayan. But I can still be strong. I've been given anti-pain and inflammatory drugs as well." He looked at Bayu. "Sir, tell dong about his opa buyut ... Edward Blair."

"You know what?"

"So about the statement on the car."

Bayu looked at Ajeng. "Why?"

"Just be sure."

Bayu just smiled. "My great-great-grandpa was betting with his brother-in-law Opa Mike Cahill. Car or Oma my great-grandson Yuna Pratomo. If you fall in love with Oma Yuna, the car floats. Oma Yuna did not know that it was a betting material and it turned out that the two were in real love. Because Oma Yuna knows that as a betting material, the rampage continues to go. Opa Edward chases until Cairo. And he said playing lammar in the car with his perfumed clothes, the smell of sand and no romantic at all..." (Read Love In Bet).

"I think it's romantic. Apply under what conditions. Anti mainstream. Especially chasing up to Cairo... Is it the name of the archaeologist?"

"No. I'm the museum curator, Jeng..."

"Oh yes no wonder (surprise ) if the tweet is written like Hieroglyphics... Wong Oma's great-granddaughter is a regular at the museum... Ouch!" Ajeng holds his forehead which is slentik Bayu umth time.

"You tuh! My writing has been written by Jeng!"

"Boyu's father can actually write, right?" search Ajeng.

"Yup. But I deliberately disguised because my work is also full of secrets especially those related to Jang Corp."

"I don't know much about Jang Corp sir. If PRC, MB and Giandra already understand because the field is almost the same. Jang Corp will be related to law enforcement so it is full of secrets."

"Exactly, Cheng. Therefore, my writing is deliberately unclear especially if it is creating something. Only I can read." Bayu looked seriously. "Because there's so much equipment used for espionage by secret agents, so few people know the blueprint."

Ajeng. "Oh sir, the presto band, next to the father?"

Bayu stared at Ajeng not like. "Still you ask?"

"I saw a bloodstain on my shoulder."

"I beat up" replied Bayu kalem.

"duh... But not to what extent, sir?"

"Well, battered clear."

Ajeng. "Oh Allah sir. Poor thing..."

"It was not intentional, sir..."

"But he wants to hit Alesha! I saw all the CCTV footage! If you dare to play with your hands, he is a sissy! And I think he's done it a lot, flirting with women. Because he's going to hit Alesha lightly."

"So you fire too?"

"That's it! He's already got you hurt too!" answer Bayu ferociously.

"Duh sir, geez-raven, medeni (don't be fierce, scary)" said Ajeng with a face made to shudder.

"Jengs..."

"Yes sir?"

"Don't call 'Pak' dong..."

"Well, should I call you father tho?"

"Iiissshh nih nih son!"

"Sir Bayu... May I speak honestly?"

Bayu looked at Ajeng with a thumping heart. "What are you talking about?"

"Sir, I am honored that you have a feeling that I myself did not expect him to not even be aware of. But sir... I have to make sure of my feelings as well. I didn't reject you but let me look for clues first. I want to move forward, sir. If the father was indeed the man that God showed me, at least I was convinced by Haqul at that time. I don't want to misstep because heartbreak is not good sir..."

Bayu holds Ajeng's hand. "You want to convince your heart first?"

Ajeng. "It's too soon sir. I'm the type of alon-alon from lapanon for this matter sir..."

Bayu nodded. "I can understand Jeng. But I like to hear you're not rejecting me."

"I refuse the father must also use various ways so that I can not refuse, right?" reply Ajeng cuek make Bayu terbahak.

"That's what I like about you Jeng. What is and you have no tendency to try to get attention and odd to me."

"Lha meh ganjen piye sir (what about sir )? Wong akeh work (many ), I was more dizzy with the rhythm of the father's work. Where is my mind going to Dad? If nosy to the father mah yes because the father is good to be colonized.." cengir Ajeng.

"Basic!"

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At seven o'clock in the evening, Bayu decides to return to his apartment.

"What time are Aya and Moru here tomorrow?" asked Bayu when he wanted to get out of Ajeng's apartment.

"Say at nine in the morning sir. Oh, you don't have to come here, do you?" pinta Ajeng makes Bayu tick.

"Why?" tanyanya does not like.

"Sir, my apartment is small mung sauprit. If tomorrow the addition of the father, make a crumple.." Adjeng's smile sweet.

Bayu narrowed his eyes. "Bas with you!"

"I told you what it is sir."

"Yes! You have rested. Take the medicine don't forget."

"Be careful on the road sir." Ajeng let Bayu out.

"Highly healed" said Bayu while kissing Ajeng's forehead made the girl stunned. "Close the door Jeng."

Ajeng nodded obediently and closed the door of his apartment and locked it. Bayu touched the door as if unwilling to leave Ajeng alone but the girl had to rest because of too many events today.

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