THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 82'S

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Damian who was near the Son when the Son sounded like threatening Arthur before the man who had just joined them then went to ride on the Dalu car driven by one of the men, it was then chuckled.

“Some kind of pleasure to make Arthur nervous (It was great to make Arthur nervous ), huh?.” Damian Chirps.

The little chuckling son.

“Bearable for a consolation .. (Feasy for entertainment ) ..” Putra Sahut.

“Better not too often, cause I’m after Arthur might get stress out! (It's best not to be too often, because I'm afraid Arthur is stressed! )”

Son and Damian laughed together later.

**

Anthony came half-running from the inside of the Villa and called out to Putra enthusiastically.

“Papaa!” Anthony Excited.

Hop!

The son caught and immediately raised Anthony's body when the boy was near him.

“What makes this young man looks so viable (What makes this young man so excited ), hem?”

Damian asked Anthony who was already in the Son's arms as they entered the Villa.

“Papa said that will settle my room, don’t you remember Papa? (Papa said he'd tidy up my room, remember, didn't Papa? )”

Anthony said as he stared fixedly at the Son's face. “Am I? (It is? )” Son pretend to forget.

“Yes, Papa! You said you will ask Pak Abdul to do that (Papa said will ask Pak-Abdul to do it )”

“Heemmmm” Putra made a look at his face as if he was trying to remember the words of Anthony.

“You promise Papa!... (Papa promised! )”

The son and Damian both chuckled at the sulking Anthony.

“Alright, Alright ... (Alright, alright ) ..” Say the Son and make Anthony untangle a big smile.

“Yeaayy!..”

**

“Pak Abdul, after this I want to talk to you and Suheil in the workspace” Said Putra when Mr. Abdul finished removing the white cloth that covered the items in the room that had been prepared for

Anthony.

The son also helped Mr. Abdul because Anthony forced him to help tidy up the new room for him.

“Good, Mr. Son... I'll tell Suheil then”

The son nodded too. Then Mr. Abdul resigned to bring the white cloth cover that he had released with his two masters to the washing place in the Villa.

While Putra continued to accompany Anthony who seemed enthusiastic in his new room which will be a little in the interior renovation. Garret and Damian join forces with Son and Anthony.

Addison and Bruna were preparing to leave to take care of something related to a restaurant that was half their ownership of Addison's business.

**

Some time later

“Sit down, Mr. Abdul, Suheil” Said the Son to invite his two house assistants who are father and son to sit on the sofa in the workspace, after they came to see the Son as before the Son told Pak Abdul.

Garret and Damian are still accompanying Anthony as the boy is still engrossed in doing something to his new room.

“Let us stand alone, Tuan” Sahut Pak Abdul and Suheil together, but the eyes of Putra give the spotlight so that they both do not refute his words.

Seeing the look in the eyes of the Son, Mr. Abdul and Suheil finally sat themselves on the sofa. Afraid, if their Master was offended if they both refused to sit down.

Moreover, Suheil who now has his own fear of Putra after seeing what one master, along with three other masters at the Baskoro house last night.

Stared with a slightly sharp spotlight even though the face of the Son looks flat, Suheil still cringe.

**

“You look so tense as Suheil?” Said the Son who was aware of Suheil's attitude.

“Ti – days .. kok Tuan ..”

Suheil replied with a slight stammer and shook his head stiffly. The son pulled the corner of his lips.

“It..”.

The son pulled out several thick-looking envelopes from a drawer of a nightstand beside him.

Then thrust her on the table in front of her, towards Pak Abdul and Suheil.

Making Pak Abdul and Suheil briefly look at each other and look surprised.

“These two envelopes were given to the two Baskoro workers we brought in last night, or if they want to start a small business – small”

The son looked at Mr. Abdul as he handed the two envelopes to the man who had been serving him, Anthony and his three brothers and one sister. Abdul also nodded. “Good Tuan Putra” Sahut Pak Abdul. Then the son handed him three more envelopes afterwards.

“And these three envelopes are for Mr. Abdul, Suheil and Mother Marsih” Said Putra while thrusting closer three other envelopes at Pak Abdul and Suheil who then contacted each other briefly and the same – together frowned.

“I – ni ... Sorry Mr Putra, our salary did you give a few days ago?... Then this means what Mr?...” Mr. Abdul who spoke awkwardly to Putra.

“Consider this your provision so that you can also live well, without again having to work serving others after from here.”.

“Mak – sud Tuan Putra, I and Suheil and my wife were dismissed from here Tuan?.” Said Mr. Abdul again.

“Ya” Sahut Putra. “I think Suheil has told Mr. Abdul and Ms. Marsih about what we have done to Baskoro”

**

Flashbacks....

“Pak!” (Generic).

“What's up?” (Abdul ).

(Suheil set his breath for a moment, where Pak Abdul glanced in one direction ).

“That's who, Su?” (Ask about the two middle-aged people Suheil brought and seemed to tremble). “Terus them why such a fear so?”

(Suheil sighed, then, drew Mr. Abdul slowly to speak).

“They are people who work in Baskoro ..” (According to Suheil).

“Well why was brought here?.”

“Ga tau alesan. Putra sir told me to bring ya, I brought it!..”

“You are employed here?”

“I don't know about that ... but there's something else I want to say to you!..”

 (Sheil spoke in a whisper).

“What?” (Task Abdul ).

“We are like gangster cooperation, sir!”

“Don't talk carelessly to you!”

(Abdul turned to his son while speaking in a whisper).

“Ya Alloh Sir, seriously this by the way! You think they're scared why?!”

“Why indeed?!”

“Indeed Mr Putra why until you are shocked?”

“Bapak know? That Baskoro's house is burned, se – Baskoro – Baskoroonya is also burned by his house!”

“Hah?! Who really are you, Su?!”

“Ya Alloh Sir, what do I do?! You ask the same of them both!. belom again Sir, all Baskoro's men are the same there was one father – father of his guest Baskoro, Baskoro, there was also the man taken by Mr. Putra to the stables, an important person like him looking out of his clothes!... His hand was broken in the same Mr. Putra, keep shooting it his leg ..”

“.....”

“Well his men he too were all shot dead the same Mr Son, Mr Edison, Mr Damien, the same Mr Gerret! Continue to be burned in the house of Baskoro!”

(Abdul sipped his salivary ).

“What is Su?!”

“Bene Paaakkk! You don't believe it!. I did not see any more shootings, I was told to wait in the car, I continued to hear the sound of gunfire many times, yes I resigned if for example it was our employer so the victim continued I was killed as well, people outnumbered.”.

“.....”

“Tau-tau Tuan Putra and the others came out of the house of Baskoro with healthy condition wal afiat while Mr. Artur dragged the father who was taken to the stables.”

“.....”

“Terus Tuan Putra told me to secure the two people right, well just tell it kingkong – kingkong which Mr. Artur siramin brought gasoline to his house Baskoro abis was burned, he said, I heard that's Mr. Putra's talk to that father

guest Baskoro .. Serem – is the tree!”

(Suheil paused his words while rubbing his face rough).

“Gengster is it sir if kejem so?!” (Suheil said scared – while still talking by whispering to his father it was ).

“.....”

“I'm really scared, sir, when you see Mr. Putra has a gun. But I don't think it's a real gun to shoot people without mercy, sir!.”

(Sheil kept grumbling at his father with a panicked look on his face).

“From what I saw at Baskoro Pak's place, our Master's, Mr. Son and the others it feels yes Sir, Gengster!”

( Mr. Abdul breathed and then he exhaled).

“Terus why if they are indeed Gangster like you said?”

“Bapak ga afraid emang if the nyeremin group cooperation?!...”

“Which you know, all this time Mr. Son, Mr. Edison, Madam Bruna, Mr. Damien, Mr. Gerret is good with us people. The parents of Mr. Putra are also good with your grandfather and grandmother, and again Mr. Son who paid our debt is the same leech in the city, Su. So you do not care whatever the background of our employer, which is important so far he is good kok same kita”

“Iya anyway Sir ..”

“We are even often invited to sit down to eat with them. You were even offered another school until you reached the high level, Su!. So Father, it feels like Mother also does not want to care, what is the background of our employer. We work elsewhere are not necessarily treated as respectfully as our current employer, Su!..”

“Iya anyway Mr.. justa yes I was shocked to squirm that happened at the Baskoro house ..” (Suheil sighed ).

“Bapak will continue to work here as long as Mr. Putra and the others are willing to hire Father and Mother, no matter who they are. What you know is that they are good with us, is more than enough!.”

“Iya Sir .”

“Also if you are the Baskoro and his – songong men are killed by Mr. Putra, which is good! Less bad guys are here! Those who oppressed Baskoro can live more quietly right now?.... Think how many of those people lived their lives when Baskoro died?. No need anymore rodi work and treated as good as udelnya same Baskoro it!”

(Sheil pun mangosteen – mangosteen ). “Bener also yes Sir? ..” (Suheil said).

A Flash back off....

**

“And these three envelopes are for Mr. Abdul, Suheil and Ms. Marsih”

“I – ni ... Sorry Mr Putra, our salary did you give a few days ago?... Then this means what Mr?...”

“Consider this your provision so that you can also live well, without again having to work serving others after from here.”.

“Mak – sud Tuan Putra, I and Suheil and my wife were dismissed from here Tuan?.” Said Mr. Abdul again.

“Ya” Sahut Putra. “I think Suheil has told Mr. Abdul and Ms. Marsih about what we have done to Baskoro”

The son smiled at his smile.

“True?”

“Iya true Mr.”

“So I understand if Mr. Abdul, Suheil and Ms. Marsih feel reluctant to keep working on us here, after Suheil saw how we actually”

“With all due respect Mr. Son, I, Suheil and Ms. Marsih, talked about this last night. The three of us, it doesn't matter how, what, who and background Mr. Son, Mr. Edison, Madam Bruna, Mr. Damien, Mr. Gerret ..”

“Bapak bener Tuan Putra, we, if you still can and Mr and family is still hiring us, yes we still want to work here Mr...”

“Are you sure you want to work here?”

“Yakin Tuan Putra”

“Hemm ..”

“We will fully serve you and your family here” said Mr Abdul.

“Ya already if it is your decision threes”

“So we can still work here right Mister?! ..”

“Of course. I actually feel happy if you still want to stay with me and my family, here, considering we already feel comfortable with you”

“Thank you Sir! Thank you!”

“We are supposed to thank Mr. Abdul, you, Suheil and Ms. Marsih”

The son rose from his seat and approached Pak Abdul and Suheil who immediately followed to stand when he saw the Son rise from his seat.

“Ya already Mr. Abdul and you, Suheil please continue what you are doing then”

“Good Sir, we excuse”

“Wait!”

“Iya, Sir? ..”

“This”

The son took three envelopes left by Mr. Abdul and Suheil on the table.

“Take. To you”

“No Mr Son, with all due respect, we cannot accept him ..” Reject Mr. Abdul.

“Take. Because I don't like rejection. Consider it extra money for you guys”

“Te – thanks Mr Son! ...”

“Same – sama”

Then Mr. Abdul and Suheil also pleaded before the Son, where at the same time Mother Marsih visited the workspace.

“Sorry Mr...”

“Iya, what's wrong with Mother Marsih?”

“That's Sir, there's a cop coming!”

**

To be continue ......