Companion To Paris
Morning coffee

Din's! Din's! The sound of the horn behind them blew Biema's mind. They both looked back and found Arga there.

"Sir Arga .." hissed Juna panicked.

"Why his appearance is so precise," Biema said as if disappointed. The man got out of the car and approached these two men.

"I didn't expect to find you two here. What are you guys doing?" ask Arga who feels surprised. Moreover, he saw his sister-in-law.

"I saw him in trouble. So I approached. I don't know why he's here." Biema's view turned towards Juna who was already agitated.

"You're at work?" ask Arga without further ado. Juna who was initially slightly lowered looked up directly. Biema. This rancid boy glanced at him as well. Maybe it was Biema who reported to Arga.

"Eh, that's ..."

"I knew. Maybe you are like my wife who has a passion for work that is so high, but I hope you leave first the world of work that you do now. It's not that I won't let you, but I'm sure your brother doesn't agree that you work now. He's the one who worries about you the most when he hears this." Juna fell silent at the advice of his sister-in-law. "Stop from your job. Your brother wants you to go to college instead of work."

"College costs money too. I want to work first to go to college later, brother."

"Just follow what I said. Get into my company."

"It's not the same, it means I work?" ask Juna.

"It won't be the same. Because if so, maybe your brother will agree because he feels you can be watched."Juna is silent neither inquiring nor refusing. "I'll talk to Asha. You can also go to college while working."

"Wouldn't it seem like I'm taking advantage of the situation?" Juna disagrees about this insider connection. He's not comfortable.

"Why? I am your brother. Of course you can make the best use of the connections you have." Arga supports it.

"really. Working in one company with you will make it easier for you to monitor it" Biema said in a statement to support Arga. Juna glanced in annoyance. He doesn't like this. Biema knows that. That's why he supports Arga. Arga's head nodded. "Because we have met three, we should take the time to sit together to just drink coffee or something else. It's a rare moment.

The three of them sat at the food outlet. Ordering a drink while enjoying a busy morning.

"Are you not busy? It's still an active day, isn't it?" ask Juna.

"It's okay. Sitting at a table with you is also important. Two of my brothers-in-law are gathered. It's a rare moment." Arga sips his cappuccino.

"Daddy is getting healthier?" ask Biema.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Henndarto's father is sick?" Juna who had just heard was shocked.

"Yes, but now it's healthy."

"Sorry Brother, the family at home doesn't know." Juna felt bad.

"Don't think too much. Dad's back from the hospital. So his condition has improved. No need to tell mom and dad. He will come to see." Arga knows their nature. Soon they will visit when they hear the pain.

"Good Brother."

"What's your company's branch problem, Biem?" Arga forgot to ask about it. Everything sank because it was busy taking care of the expenses of Paris from the school at that time. Juna was a little insecure as the talks began to lead to business. But soon on the edge. He's still a student. Far to think about a job that has a high level like them.

"It's done. The man who sabotaged the textile machine has been found."

"Thank God. Then about the school office?" ask Arga further.

"Oh that guy. I've spoken to the principal who has the authority to reveal everything. Perhaps in a moment, that crafty fellow will accept the consequences." Juna frowned upon hearing this serious talk.

"His daughter's still intruding, Paris?"

"Good if there are no more obstacles." Juna's phone rang. Apparently from where he works. Juna stood up and asked for permission to stay away for a moment. Arga nodded.

"I heard you were jealous of Juna," said Arga making Biema widen her shocked eyes at a glance just now. "Paris said you wanted to know about him." Arga's chin moved pointing at his sister-in-law.

"Ehem." Arga's question made him lose his voice to immediately reply. There is a shame that cannot be expressed. I was also surprised to be asked about jealousy. Especially in people who are still called brothers. Arga noticed Biema who was panicking got the question. "Not jealous, just curious." Biema denies that as much as possible. It's kind of embarrassing for him.

"Jealousy is also natural to me." It turns out that Arga is not being denounced. She agrees that Biema is jealous of Juna. "Because Juna is my wife's sister, maybe she does have an attraction that cannot be explained like Asha. I agree you're jealous of him." Arga was serious when he said that. Not to denounce himself. Biema's lips smiled as she grunted softly.

"So you think I deserve to be jealous of her?" ask Biema.

"Of course." Arga chuckles. Juna came back from receiving his call.

"Sorry Brother. I gotta go. The people I work for need me now" Juna said.

"Is that? You hope you follow my advice" said Arga.

"Sure, but I have to finish the job I took. I'm responsible for this, brother."

"I agree. After that, write a letter of resignation. We'll talk again after that."

"Yes. Thanks for the coffee and ... " This boy's eyeball shifted towards Biema. "Thank you for helping me. Greetings to Paris" Juna told Biema. "I'm leaving, brother."

"Yes. Careful." Along with that, Fikar also called. But his finger immediately rejected the call.

"I haven't told papa's mom about Hendarto's healed father" Biema said.

"no need. I don't need to be in the pecker anymore. Now he's not a sick man." Arga shook his hand. "Oh, do you two have time?"

"What time?"

"I want to go on vacation with you guys."

"Should wait for Paris to finish the exam" Biema said.

"yes too. Better wait for him to finish the exam. It was free time for him. We'll talk later. Looks like we have to get to work now." Arga looked towards the watch on his wrist. Biema.

"really. We have to go to work." They complete the payment, then go home to work.

"Invitation? Who?" ask Paris who just came out of the bathroom. Biema had already appeared in front waiting for her. Biema instantly pulled this girl's body to embrace her.

"Papa's friend's son. The show's gonna be 6."

"It's so sudden."

"No. Yesterday it was on the table, I forgot to tell you." Paris nodded.

"Harum" Biema said after sniffing his wife's neck.

"of course. Didn't I take a shower just now?"

"I met Juna."

"really? You guys don't have a word?" Paris knew that they both looked like cats and rats.

"Little." Paris chuckles. "I found him almost slapped by the vice principal."