
Chapters 145. Where will I look?
^^^" Like the Earth and the Sky!"^^^
^^^(Two very different things)^^
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Midwifes
His little heart said that he should thank Ajisaka. For anyone, the man helped her. He overruled the Father's ban and obeyed his heart more.
" I'd like to come, sir, just this once. I promise I won't tell you if we want to move!"
" Anywhere, if it wasn't for Aji, maybe Wida wouldn't be here, sir!"
Mr. Atmojo stared grimly at his son's face. He thought that he would face Ajisaka alone. However, when Wida said if he wanted to give food to Ajisaka, the man then allowed Wida to come along.
It's okay, just for a second.
But unexpectedly, the two ketus women made things not as expected. Added to his feelings now become a little unhappy with Ajisaka after seeing the video duration of about three minutes.
Is that guy a player?
" Don't put it in the heart of what Bu Arning said. They are famous for their judes to people!"
" What's important is that we're going there, God knows!"
I had already said heart-boosting words to him. But what made her tear up was not that. Not razor sharp speech, nor other immoral words that come out of the mouth of Desinta. But the video shows Ajisaka having fun with a woman and a lot of booze on the table at a karaoke place.
Wait, is he jealous? Oh naw. Obviously this is normal when someone is in shock. How thought.
Ahead of midnight, writhing was even seen at the residence of Mr. Atmojo. The man will deliberately leave his old house at night. Hope no left-right neighbor knows.
He and his family only say goodbye to two of his neighbors who are still very good. They also asked their neighbors not to tell them where they were moving. All that they did was keep Pram from finding them.
" Is the car ready, sir?" Tanya Wida who had seen a pickup had been parked on the shoulder of the front street of their house.
" Us nduk, that's the same Karyono kenek already on the goods!"
Wida rushed into his room. He had already found Damar and Mother who were busy helping to bring out items to be arranged.
" You're the same mother as Damar riding a motorcycle, later the guard at the back. Our stuff is left behind with Karyono!"
Wida nodded. I don't know why his heart was actually reminded of Ajisaka at this time. He was reminded of the faint shadow of himself that was kissed by the man. The kiss she thought was part of her dream when she got lost in the woods the other day.
And for some reason, Wida reflex held her lips when a strange sigh arose that very second, when the flash of her memory returned to the events of time in the forest.
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Mr. Atmojo
As a parent, he was really required to think tactically.The incident happened the day after the day when Pram treated him and his son harshly, obviously being enough capital for him to leave his old house.
Not to mention, the sneers of neighbors who increasingly make them unable to live life.
Maybe for a while, or maybe forever. I don't know. No one will know.
Luckily, he still has the legacy of his former master's house. The house had been empty for several months because it was no longer occupied by the person who signed it.
The condition of his house is almost the same as his own house. Not big and not small. All are moderate. The kitchen is still made of wall. But, the condition is still feasible to use a shelter.
In the past, he did not want to occupy the house because of its location far from the residential area. However, he now feels lucky to have the house. He can hide from Pram's chastisement, and the slurs of human mouths are easily provoked.
He knew that something had happened between his son and his ex-spokesman. However, he did not want to add any more trouble by dealing with Arninggara and Desinta.
In his heart there were many plans. In addition to speeding up the divorce process of his son Wida, he also had to work hard to help Wida cover the debt he borrowed at BPR Agung Wilis.
Hopefully!
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Ajisaka
" Desint!" He screamed for the woman who was clearly the source of the excitement in his home.
" Yes mas?'' Desinta smiled and was accompanied by Aunt Arning.
" Where's my phone?" He growled. He had already asked Sukron, but the man with corn hair shook his head in a sign of incomprehension.
Desinta is down. She just got to Wida. Why was that guy angry with him?
" Your aunt's phone is in the next room, kam..."
" Bring it here, who told aunt to keep it?" Sahut Aji who made Bik Arning speech out.
" Gini, Aji is healthy, you better go home! I can do it myself!" Aji was completely stirred up by emotions. He did not like the two women. Not like it at all.
" Mum...?!" Desinta pursed her lips in fatigue. Aji is always hard to get close to.
" Kron get me my phone!" Tell Ajisaka who's really fed up.
Sukron nodded then turned his body. Staring here was Bik Arning who also threw a fierce gaze.
" Cron! Ask your mother tomorrow for work as usual!" Ajisaka said back when Sukron had almost reached the doorstep of his room.
The man nodded as a sign of receiving the command of the noble Ajisaka.
"Auntie can go home, and thanks for taking care of me!"
Walking a little limp, Ajisaka headed for the bathroom and left the two humans indifferently.
Make Desinta want to cry because tired.
The next morning, the,
Ajisaka feels better. Sukron that morning had come as usual. Tidy and will take care of factory logistics and product distribution affairs.
" Boss, how's the situation?" Sukron came to the backyard table where Ajisaka sat and sipped coffee made by Buk Esi. Ah steady!
Sukron was seen lowering his head. Confused where to start.
" What are you doing?" Aji sees a strange gurgle from Sukron.
" So...!"
Ajisaka narrowed his eyes. Curious about Sukron.
" why? Cepet said!" Aji was impatient.
" So I wanted to see Ms. Wida, but .. her house was empty jumping boss. I knocked also no one was upset, after I turned to the back there was someone who told me that Mr. Atmojo and his family moved boss!"
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Moving out? Whither? Did he make a mistake?
Wait, why is he so confident?
" Where?" With a curious face.
Sukron shook his head, clearly he did not know either. How the hell is the boss!?
" MK!" Instantly Aji massaged his forehead which felt mumbling. Why Wida and his family suddenly moved from the mountain after they returned home.
" You didn't even look at me Wid?" He expressed regret in his heart.
" Is everything I do really meaningless in your eyes?"
Aji said the nelangsa in heart. Wida's gone. And he doesn't know. Is Wida just using himself?
" Can I have Kron's help?"
Sukron glanced at him for a moment. Obviously he will carry out a mission full of dramatization in the future. Jesus Boss Boss!
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Two days passed, this was the first time Pandu with Yudha and Sakti visited Ajisaka house on Sunday. Hearts since Ajisaka returned home to the forest. Aji's condition has also improved.
" Yes sorry if the story is like that. I didn't even realize it!" Aji defends herself when Sakti scolds her with scolding because they were kicked out by Mak Lampir.
" Okay, you know why you can be close to Desinta anyway?" Gerutu Sakti is not out of thought.
" He didn't get the Pandu, now he's playing Aji Sak!" Sahut Yudha's.
Aji was really mumbling. Even when they had gathered, his mind was still fixed on Wida. Where is that woman now?
Pandu even looks smiling by himself, the man is in the middle of a blanket of happiness when replying to a message with his lover. Seraphina.
" It's even a smile of its own, you fucking Ndu!" Sakti hits Pandu's hanky using newspaper twisting.
Pandu chuckles "What-what, hm?" Pandu looked very happy that morning. Very contrasted with the face of Ajisaka that is tangled and looks mumet.
" Elu friends again galao even grimy is not clear. Friends have no morals!" Say Sakti with a meme-menye.
Yudha chuckled, why is Sakti the sewot?
" The Fina wants to come here. The plan is to open the Pelangi Sari branch near Kalianyar station!" Pandu smiled.
" Well, yummy dong lu. I'll see you!" Sakti still dominates the conversation there.
Pandu nodded, he was happy. That means Fina is willing to continue her papa business even if only a little. But clearly it is good, especially Pandu is also working on a business. The workshop he wanted to enlarge and also wanted to have a sparepart shop.
Hope they can get married soon if both are established.
" Don't know where Miss Wida moved?" Yudha asked as she grinded out her finished cigarette.
While Pandu, seen replying to a message from a man. Bayu.
Aji shook his head weakly, unhappily and without fighting spirit.
Ajisaka exhaled with a grim face, "What I wonder is why he didn't come for me. And also.why did they move suddenly!"
Aji really looks weak, making his three best friends look at each other. Is that really Ajisaka? That irritable guy why does he look so mellow?
" God!!!" Shouts were heard from Buk Esi's lips.
" Pie to Iki!!??"
" Why?" Sakti immediately ran to the back to hear the screams of his mother Sukron who was working, making the other three friends follow.
In the dirty kitchen located in the backyard, he saw Buk Esi who grabbed a rantang-like object that was already messy.
" What's up Buk?" Ask Sakti when he arrives.
" O Allah mas.mas, this is who is wasting food like gini. Ora ilok (pamali) loh mas waste food kayak gini!" Said Buk Esi while lifting the bushel containing the stale food.
" It's like it's not the house!" Mumbled Buk Esi while spilling the contents of the stale food, then took a still good rantang for and intend to wash it.
The four handsome men were still silent to see Sukron's mother who nagged about the loud.
" Gek yeah who's throwing away gini-rich food. I found it fitting to throw garbage there mas Aji!"
Aji now cuts through the crowd of her best friends, and walks towards where Ms. Esi is.
" Damar?" Esi's buk frowned while reading the name sculpture on the rantang's ass.
" Let's see the buk!" Ajisaka immediately replied to the mantle. Sure enough, there was the name Damar carved on the white object.
" Damar?" Gimana Ajisaka while looking stunned.
Could it be that the food came from Wida?
Now, both Pandu, Yudha and Sakti are increasingly astonished by the unusual attitude of Ajisaka.
Is it true that he is in love?
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