The Serpent of Desire of the Ceo
Pursuing the Love of Pak Duda by Teh Ijo

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Chapter 1 | Footage For Clothesline

December is the highest peak of the rainy season. Where it rained one full day. Sometimes from morning to morning. Complaints are always spoken by a girl named Fiona. He had to go in and out to lift his clothes that were not dry.

It has been raining for one week like exposed to formalin. The sun only briefly appeared and then disappeared into the dark cloud cover. 

For three months Fio was no longer working, he resigned from his place of work because of an inappropriate salary. For Fio money 600 thousand is just enough to buy skin care only. Not in accordance with work that drains his energy and mind.

“Fio, I want to go to Wak Yeni, later if it rains please lift also clothesline Sakya sir, he is sick again!” fiona's mother's message. 

Fiona who is busy with her phone has to grunt annoyed when it comes to dealing again with the duren in front of her house.

A cool widower who has just been left by his wife for good. Although bearing as a widower, but charisma Sakya able to shake the hearts of women in the complex, especially young widows.

With compulsion Fio responded to his mother's message.  Actually Fio is very lazy if you have to deal with duren in front of his house. Not to mention Fio will definitely immediately have a heart attack due to the charm of Pak duren. However, it was no big deal for him. What makes him lazy is that he does not like the spicy mouth of the neighbor who is like a level 50 bon cabe.

“Huh,” grunts, as drizzle begins to fall.  After lifting all his clothes, Fio immediately ran to the front of the house, where a lot of clothes that belonged to Pak Duren was still half wet.

“Why not use Laundry services anyway,” grumbled Fio again when he found the number of clothesline owned by Sakya that he had to lift. I can say this is a week of laundry.

 The male voice from behind made Fio surprised.

Fio immediately turned his head towards the direction the sound came from. Fio was even more surprised when the duren sir had also carried some of his clothes.

In Fio's heart he cursed himself. How could she forget her mother's message saying that Sakya is sick. But it seems that Mr. Duren is just a normal fever because he is still on the move.

If he knew Sakya was just an ordinary fever, Fio would not be busy picking up his clothesline. Sakya also looks fine at the moment.

"He's sick?" Fio glanced at Sakya who was helping him carry his clothes.

"Udah is silent, just a common fever. Thanks for helping."

Fio just nodded slowly and brought the clothesline into the house along with Sakya.

Fortunately, no neighbors saw him at this time if Fio followed Sakya into his house. If there are neighbors who know, surely he will be neighbors, especially young widows.

“That's home or warehouse?” fio muttered as Sakya led Fio into one of the empty rooms. There was only a basket of clothes and clothes that had not yet been folded.

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