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“Lah ..., my koq. Did you just call me, you asked me would not if the location of the meal was changed. Well from the question I answered, ask Aurel ma'am would not if the location of the meal in abuba steak,” Dennis detailed the initial steps of this talk this time.
“Well, I'll ask Bu Aurel first. Father's phone do not off, soon I will call again if I have received an answer from Bu Aurel,” Vienna finally relented. He closed the conversation and immediately entered Aurel's room.
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“Against where Love?” ask Rajev.
“I, Dennis, Reza and Vienna are on the way to Abuba Honey steak. How was your meeting?’ ask Aurel.
“Lho, which Abuba steak? This we just got to Abuba steak in Cipete branch,” Rajev and his colleagues also aim to eat steak this afternoon.
“Sama Honey, indeed that's our goal,” Aurel said.
“Yes already, we eat alone because bring a partner. Later just go home with ya,” wisely Rajev decided not to combine their two groups because the subject is different.
Vienna is sad to hear Aurel receiving a call from Rajev. Because the last days of Ahmad also at all times absent himself.
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“I went straight home to Reza. Vienna you if you want to go home spit too please. Want to come with me or join Reza's car?” aurel asked Rajev in their car.
“I went back to the office with Reza Bu,” Vienna. Why would he go back home so quickly? There's only bi Ratmi. Besides, he had a car parked at the office because he was in Reza's car.
“Mas Dennis, don't buy a deal. I'm saying goodbye,” Aurel told Dennis.
“Siyyaaaaap says. Let's schedule it again,” said Dennis with pleasure.
“Wait for my team to be complete. Not good to eat without Murti,” said Aurel.
“Kabarin aja when to collect.” said Dennis who is actually home base is in Jakarta. Semarang and Jogja are even branches of business.
When Ahmad died Dennis was forced to stay at the hotel because it was impossible to get into his mother's house at midnight. His mother woke up and invited him to talk until morning.
He put his car in Aurel's office because he didn't want to lose the moment of one car with Vienna.
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“Hallo Ti,” greet Vienna upon getting a call from Murti.
“Ih, do not answer my greetings first Ma'am,” sulk Murti.
“Ha ha ha, wa’ alaykum greetings my dear sister,” reply Vienna.
“Kata mom (Aurel ), Mbak already in the office?” murti asked curiously.
“Iya say, I bete at home. When you return. I miss you,” Vienna talk without brakes.
“Senin. Now it's just Jakarta. Tomorrow and the day after the holiday,” Murti replied.
“I and boulek Ratmi tomorrow to your house huh. There's some of your mother's equipment left behind. All I want to say thank you to the mother who has helped me,” reply Vienna quickly.
“If rusain monggo tools, but if thank you it is not necessary. We should help each other ‘kan. I'll wait for tomorrow. Tell me fitting on the way let me title red carpet,” seductive Murti.
“Yeeee ..., I called him, why did he hang up?” Murti looked at the phone whose screen was still bright but the connection had stopped.
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Vienna and Ratmi's boulevard prepare to play at Murti's house. It's nine o'clock now. Vienna brought Murti many sirens. Many relatives who bring sugar, coffee, tea, syrup in addition to rice during takziah. Much of what Vienna gave to some of the people he knew his mouth was not cute.
Even sugar, though, coffee and tea also he brought for some office girl and office boy and security guard in his office because Vienna did not understand when it would all run out while he was alone with bullek Ratmi and no who likes to drink coffee.
“Ngapain is bothering Mbak?” Murti welcomed Vienna with pleasure.
“He he he, help me digabisin. At home, it is still bad and I rarely wear it. If here maybe you can use as a cake sweetener or something,” said Vienna.
Bulek Ratmi immediately chatted with his mother Murti, yesterday they were familiar in the kitchen.
“Bulek, I brought oncom Majalengka, chippin deh. This is also a special ORANGE KALUA there,” Murti tore jars of oncom chips and kalua.
If oranges in other cities are better known by the name of citrus fruit sweets. This sweet is made from the flesh of the skin of the Balinese orange fruit processed with sugar. If the orange has a hard texture on the outside. But when bitten, this will feel very soft. About the taste, this sweet has a sweet and delicious taste.
“Let's bring real soy sauce there too, I just buy a little anyway, let's just menggerasain. Tomorrow I bring to mbak Lusi (wife of Reza ) the same for Miss Aurel. I haven't been anywhere. Mas Yon restless if I want to go alone. Though there he did not have time to leave the location at all,” Murti told about his activities in Majalengka.
“Mbak, I bought MOBI. Sandals from gunny sacks. Make fun because sandals can not be wet or dirty anyway. Hopefully the size is right for Mbak Lusi and Bu Aurel,” Murti gave the slippers for Vienna.
Make curious sayin, eyank give me pictures of kalua and mobi ya.
Vienna chews oncom chips that Murti serves. “I want a story,” whispered Vienna. Vienna didn't want Murti's mother and Ratmi's bulls to hear what he was talking about.
Murti pulled Vienna into his room. Wlau's room is not soundproof, but if they talk whisper of course no one hears.
“What's up Mpa?” Murti knew there must be a burden that Vienna felt.
“Read this,” Vienna lazy story of awaal. If Murti already knew the subject, they just had a discussion.
Murti recited Ahmad's letter. So that he doesn't get caught wrong. “If according to me who is an outsider, there will be many messages that can be misinterpreted by those who read this letter, if not carefully menela’Mbuh .”
“First, Mas Ahmad made this message because he was deeply in love with the Vienna madam. He'll be sad if you take too long by yourself.”
“Both he felt guilty for not being able to protect Mbak from the pressure of his mother. He made such a mandate. So that you have the power of law. Because in the grant letter with a notary called, all the proceeds of the sale of a house or car 100% belongs to the Vienna Mbak. Because Ahmad's ration has been given to Mbak. If there is no grant letter, Ahmad's family will undermine Mbak to divide the two.
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