CEO Takluk
Chapter 11 Prejudice
Cassandra and Herlambang looked at each other, they could not help the middle-aged woman. They did not know what was behind Mr. Bachtiar, so the man had another wife. Moreover, the marriage of the two men was beyond the knowledge of the first wife and her children. The middle-aged woman could not help the tears that kept flowing from her eyes, and her daughter rubbed the middle-aged woman's back.
"Papa didn't even tell us, and we heard it from Mbak just now. The demands of the young woman were indeed unthinkable with common sense mbak, and we were also surprised to hear ourselves if papa had remarried to the sun**dal woman. At first we didn't believe it when told by our family. But it turned out that it was not a mere figment." the daughter of Bachtiar sir named Susi told me.
"When all this time, mama has considered the young woman married by papa like a family member. Since Junior High, the boy has been with us, and the mother who has financed her studies until she can pass Diploma Three. It turns out that without us knowing there is even playing with papa.." continued Susi with sobbing.
Cassandra fell silent, and her chest felt tight as well. Actually the story is almost similar to his life story, only his father is dead. And his mother married the wrong person according to him. Her mother's husband's family even undermined her mother's treasure, and even her mother could ignore it.
"Mother. mbak. Our arrival to this house, actually to find out what is behind the resignation of Mr. Bachtiar. We regret it mom actually, and want to find out. But we were surprised by the story of Susi's mother and mother. Maybe tomorrow.we will talk to Mr. Bachtiar mother.we only feel worried, if the resignation was due to pressure." in a soft voice, Cassandra responded to Susi's story.
"Yes, son, it's a family matter. Outsiders shouldn't have to know this story, but we got carried away. We're sorry, son.you have to think about this." While trying to show a smile, Bachtiar wiped his tears and tried to smile at Cassandra.
"It's okay mom. By hearing this story, maybe later it will be useful when we discuss the problem of the father in the office. And maybe we can not linger in this place Mother.., mbak Susi. we both have to be quick to say goodbye." felt bad to be carried away by the flow of family problems Pak Bachtiar, sir, Cassandra finally decided to say goodbye. The girl did not expect that it would be as complicated as the problems this family faced. To not linger and get dissolved, Cassandra finally decided to quickly get out of the house.
"Well Sandra, sorry we did not have time to serve drinks for Sandra and Herlam. We can not deliver until the front, hopefully the trip back you two, can be smooth yes. And please help our family with prayer, so that our family problems can be solved.." Bu Bachtiar smiled bitterly.
Cassandra smiled and agreed and nodded her head, and Herlambang immediately invited the girl to get out of the house of Bachtiar sir. Without a word, the two young men again walked to the front of SMU 101 to pick up the car parked there.
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From Kembangan, Herlambang directed the car towards Kebon Sirih. The young man wanted to take Cassandra to eat goat-fried rice, before driving her back to the apartment. Because there was no prior notice from the man, Cassandra realized that the road taken was not the same as the road when they were heading to Bachtiar sir's house. The girl turned her head towards Herlambang, and luckily the man noticed the confusion of the girl sitting next to him.
"What's up Sandra. Permission yes, from this time I call your name directly, no need to use mbak. I know, even though you're a Bachelor, but I'm way above you. Because of circumstances, until now I have not been able to finish my college.." while grinning, Herlambang teases Cassandra.
"I'm afraid, don't worry about Sandra. I'm a good man, cook wants to harm his own sister. It's been night, my stomach's been asking to be filled. I will take you to eat goat fried rice, we will go to Kebuh Sirih. Never heard, fried rice goat garden betel.." finally Herlambang tell their purpose.
Cassandra felt embarrassed, because she suspected the man next to her. The girl smiled shyly, then looked back at Herlambang from the side.
"I'm sorry, Herlam, honestly, Sandra was really scared. Worried that Herlam would do me harm, I knew I was living alone in this city. There were no relatives in Jakarta." the girl apologized to Herlambang.
"Look Sandra you're acting like.. I was a prankster too, I didn't say anything to you. Soon we'll be there, just one more turn." Herlambang turned his head briefly towards Cassandra, then refocused his attention on the road.
Not long after, what the man said was evident. After one turn, they entered the government office complex. The road they entered was quiet, and the street lights were less bright because they were blocked by many large trees that grew along the road. But after a few hundred meters ahead, many cars were neatly parked along that road. Finally Herlambang stopped the car, and parked in the place.
"We've reached Sandra in the fried rice betel garden. Later you can see, frying pan used to fry rice, very large" said Herlambang while opening the car door.
Not waiting for Herlambang to open the door, Cassandra followed the man down. Around they walked, under dimly lit lights along the sidewalks many fried rice shoppers were enjoying their meal. It turned out that Herlambang did not invite Cassandra to sit on the sidewalk, the man invited the girl to enter the tent stall, and side by side with where the cook prepared a visitor order.
"True mas..so huge is the pan." Looking at the big skillet to fry rice, Cassandra looked in amazement.
"Yes, so even though there are many visitors, this stall service is fairly fast. I ordered half rice yes, because if the portion is intact, the rice will be a lot." Herlambang responded to Cassandra's words.
The girl looked around, and it turned out that in addition to the very long tent stalls, the visitors who sat crowded the sidewalk were also very numerous.
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