Child Contains Husband of Others
8.

The Erekleus tent was finished in just over an hour and a half. Again the residents gathered staring at the splendor of the tent which seemed even more worthy than the mansions around.

It wasn't a blue tent or an orange tent, but it was a large, super duper cloth that more closely resembled a bridal decoration, standing like a very spacious house. It was jet black, but decorated with luxurious rose gold images. On top of the tent there is another stretch of tent, a black color that seems to ensure the fabric is not exposed to rain.

The spring bed is transported into the tent along with other items. Everyone was busy admiring the tent, while the owner was busy working.

"Young Master." Although his name was Erekleus, it was strange to call his name directly in front of him, so Mute came to call him Young Master. "You don't rest yet? I think it's done with your tent."

"I need to calculate the budget," he replied without taking a glance. "Can you please call me Yohana? And call Dinda here too, if she's around."

Mute hurriedly went to call out to Yohana and looked for Dinda, who was also there, peeking out from a distance on the porch.

"You are called Erekleus."

"Seriously?" Dinda was happy. Hurriedly tidied his hair and ran towards where Erekleus was.

Mute can understand why. After seeing the Young Master's special tent standing up, everyone seemed willing to lick the original ground glimpsed by him.

The power must be incredible!

Mute returns to his house to see his grandmother, while Dinda is summoned by Erekleus.

"Young Master."

"Yes." Yeah." Erekleus turned to Dinda. "Can you tell your father and mother, I invite all the businessmen in this village to come eat with me. There's something I want to talk about."

"Can, Young Master. Can." Dinda nodded. "There again?"

"No, go."

Erechleus said it was not to drive away but to tell him to immediately go deliver because he hated catfish. The man refocused on the papers in front of him, ignoring the surrounding crowd.

Although Erekleus behaved so, Dinda tried not to be discouraged. The girl went home to tell her parents Erekleus' message, of course, also told her about a super magnificent tent that was even more magnificent than a wedding tent.

Even though only the businessman invited, Mr. Surya told Dinda to dress up beautifully, in order to captivate Erekleus.

Yes, no one believes in the fact that Erekleus was married.

*

In the evening Erekleus prepared in the tent to greet his guests.

"Karus," he called one of the guards. "You're good at making things, right? Create a solar power plant tomorrow. Just today I borrowed the citizens' electricity here."

"First Young Master did, Young Master."

"Yes, do. Oh, and send Brother a report on the situation of schools and hospitals in all the villages around here. Then, have Ese write his opinion as well."

"Okay, Young Master."

Erekleus stretched his hands so that his secretary could freely arrange his clothes. "It's only been two days" murmured Erekleus. "But I'm tired. Working in the field was exhausting."

"That's because you're trying to get it done as quickly as possible, Young Master." They answer. "You handle too many things on the same day. Please relax a little."

"I can't" answered Erekleus with a smile. "I live in Narendra Castle, Mira, a place they probably wouldn't have imagined here. If I don't try to build their lives at least better, then what's the point of me getting privileges?"

"Mrs Roxanne is very proud of you, Young Master," Mira replied with sincerity.

"of course. I live for it." Erekleus also smiled sincerely.

After all his clothes were finished being fitted, Erekleus walked out of the tent. Greeted by tables held together to form a giant square, it contained the food that Erekleus ordered from outside the village for his guests.

While he ate dinner while talking about his needs to them, Erekleus also asked Mute to invite the villagers to eat on the other side with a giant screen as a dining companion.

*

Aye yes. What is his job exactly? Why did Mr. Kades just to be willing to hunchback in front of the fia, even though he was younger?

Mute doesn't know, but keeps asking.

"Mom-mom, yeah. Please disperse first, yeah. His Young Master wants to go to sleep."

Mute tried to kick them out because it was now nine o'clock and the Young Master had already entered the tent because the show was over. Butwhat?

All the citizens were still busy gathering, heavy kepo even about the sleep of the Young Master.

Even Mute's house suddenly flooded with people asking to stay overnight. Mute's too tired to throw out. He just went in, made sure Grandma was asleep and did not want to go to the toilet again, then he went to sleep.

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, Mute woke up to the sound of screaming girls.

They scream why? Because in front of his tent, Tuan Muda Plus's bodyguards in Tuan Muda themselves were bare-chested, wrestling with the fathers and young men of the village.

"Jeez." Mute patted the jidat. Somehow he was even upset, they seemed to not care that they were the kind of artist that farted just noticed!

"Muteeeee!" Grandma's voice shouted forcing Mute to come.

"Yes, Grandma?"

Grandma spoke indistinctly. Dropped on the bed but seemed to hear a commotion outside.

"On sumo play in the rice fields, children," replied Mute after understanding the unclear speech of her grandmother. "Ituloh, Mr. Kades' guest ngajak people play, sport. That's why it's noisy."

Explaining something to Grandma Iyem took me half an hour. The talk has to be repeated, so he understands. Unknowingly even Mute missed the excitement, until finally Yohana came.

"Mutia, can I borrow your computer first? I want to steam yams for Young Master."

"By, Brother. Can." Mute left her grandmother. Intended to help Yohana steam because maybe she doesn't know how to use firewood, but it turns out she can.

"Relax, Mutia. We are all trained to live in any environment. Young Master told me he didn't need attention."

But he was called Young Master so everyone thought he was spoiled.

Mute also left Yohana, surprised to see the yard of his house even more crowded by residents. Though it turned out that the wrestling competition was over and they were all just sitting around in the dry rice fields.

"Super cute, huh? Who's the handsome artist! Duh, if so his wife is very happy inner birth!"

"Yes, the people are friendly! She smiled the same way I knew!"

"Yes, he was with me, too. If you talk about a sweet laugh! Ugh, really like it!"

Mute did not know if it was the influence of the whispers around him or the influence of the sun that began to shine high, but suddenly his eyes were fixed on Erekleus. The man looked up as he downed the white water on the black bottle with the rose logo (again), contrasting it with his white skin.

Drips of water fell from between his mouth, flowing down to his neck, falling into his chest which was also filled with sweaty furrows, continuing down to his stomach which resembled an array of torn bread. Or chocolate bars?

Mute gulps.

No, no, no! Do not fall for the unaffordable! Where is there a person like him to match up with a village girl!

But as if the universe was joking, Erekleus instead laughed suddenly by the speech of someone around him. Her laughter creates a wave of hysterical screams from the girls gathered in front of Mute's house.

The screams that made Erekleus even surprised. With a nosy he waved his hand, then laughed again at the increasingly loud screams.

Mute didn't know why but hurriedly walked into his grandmother's room, inviting him to talk while hoping the heat all over him cooled.

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