GENK DUDA ACUTE
53. Seamless Mode

The car that Toni drove uphill went up to the parking lot of a single building that read brand new mobile phones. Toni drove the car not far from the entrance. From the outside, it is clear that the activities in the lobby are clear because the surroundings of the room are glass.

The front of the car that leads to the lobby makes it easy for Dean to see the situation and conditions inside the building.

“Kalo customer service definitely sits on the front, right?” ask Dean.

"Until now customer service in front and office boy in back, sir. There has been no change" Musdalifah said.

Dean clenched his teeth, glancing backwards through the rearview mirror.

“After me, they also use shift, De.” Toni was observing the inside of the building. The words of Musdalifah escaped his ears.

“It was Rey's ex two years ago. It could be that he has gone up in office. Okay, I'm in. Do each of you're busy. Those who want to take a walk breathe fresh air outside, can also. Don't hesitate. Musdalifah if you want to go around this building, you can also.” Dean got out of the car and walked to the lobby entrance.

“I was told to go around the building? Alesan aja let not diuber-uber chat,” grumbled Musdalifah.

“Ehem!” Santoso.

Musdalifah was silent. Just a moment ago he forgot that behind him sat two subordinates of a cunning man who had just descended. Musdalifah glanced at Toni who was busy with her phone.

“Mbak Musdalifah already have a girlfriend?” santoso asked, advancing his seat. Ryan, who is used to Santoso, busies himself with his tablet.

“What's the reason?” ask Musdalifah, ketus. He is actually lazy to serve Santoso, but on the other hand it feels impolite not to respond to people who are inviting him to speak.

“I used to have a girlfriend, Ma'am. But now it's broken up because of LDR.” Santoso shook his head weakly with a concerned look.

Musdalifah took a long breath. Should you say that he doesn't care? While Ryan, quietly began to listen to the words of Santoso. He was in that position. Break up due to long distance relationship. Feeling lucky, Ryan began to put his pity.

“Padahat I was not neko-neko during long distance courtship.” Santoso continued his words.

“Maybe because you have no money, so you are not neko-neko.” Finally Ryan couldn't help but chimed in. He copied pasting Dean's words to him first. It turned out that his pity did not last long.

“That's true, Mas Ryan. Not neko-neko because there is no money,” said Santoso, with a flat look. “But, the cause of LDR is more obvious. I'm in Jakarta, he's in Banyuwangi. So, where do we like to meet?” ask Santoso.

“Last, Mas ...” Musdalifah murmured, staring out the window glass. He saw Dean standing with one hand in his pocket and holding a piece of paper.

“The answer Mbak Musdalifah always makes me pound,” said Santoso.

“Debbed for taste? Or because of the horror of the afterlife, San?” ask Ryan. Inevitably this time he chuckled.

“Both, Mas .. because both.” Santoso stared at Ryan.

Tony is done with his phone. And his ears again caught up to the strange conversation that was happening in the back.

“And I asked him to wait and be patient. Are all women like that, Ms Mus?” santoso asked, looking at Musdalifah.

Musdalifah then turned to look at Santoso, “Pak Santoso, not all women like that. But rather, there will be a time where all the patient will become aware. Not just women,” said Musdalifah. Toni heard the words of Musdalifah and now fell silent.

“Could the women not understand that we these men are actually struggling in silence?” ask Santoso again.

“If our hero can fight in silence, pointed bamboo will not enter the history book. I struggled, but was silent. Where is the logic?” omel Musdalifah's. This time, Toni felt even more banged up.

Ryan closed his mouth tightly. His cheeks were sore because he had been trying so hard to hold back the laughter. Finally, to end that absurd talk, Ryan had to take everyone's mind off.

“It looks like Mr. De has met his target,” Ryan said. All eyes were on the building lobby.

Inside the building lobby, a customer had just stood up from a chair across from one of the customer service. Dean immediately approached the empty seat, before the woman again called the next number of the queue. Since waiting, Dean was busy thinking about something. Customer service signboard that says name, ‘Mahda’.

Dean was weighing the part of the woman's name that he could name.

“Hai, I'm Dean.” Dean immediately extended his hand to Mahda.

“Eh—Hai ..” sahut Mahda, aghast look so quickly changed with a amazed look as he looked at Dean. He welcomed Dean's hand, then pointed to the chair in front of him.

Dean sat down, then swept his gaze over the table. “Hours rest here alternately, huh? I want to have a little chat with Ma'am Mahda. Can?” dean asked, wetting his lips and smiling until his eyes stayed in line.

Mahda looked at the clock on her wrist. “Bby, I can ask for a break in the first hour. Twenty minutes left. Chat important, yes?” ask Mahda, curious.

“Can, coke. Don't call me ‘Mbak’. Call name aja,” pinta Mahda.

“OK. I called names. But if I call ‘Mah’ you don't call me ‘Pah’ ya ..” joked Dean, laughs softly.

“Can be aja,” sahut Mahda. “Udah no one calls ‘Pah’ as ..” says Mahda.

“That's best after a chat. How's it? I wait at the boba drink counter that yes.” Dean pointed to the boba counter that read ‘Raiyo Boba & Milk Tea’.

“Boleh—by. Later I will follow,” said Mahda, nodding.

Dean nodded and passed from the front of the table. Twenty minutes later he thought, he still had time to go to the car and talk to Toni.

“Where?” toni asks as Dean slams back into the body in the chair next to her.

“Wait for doi, twenty more minutes to take the first break,” replied Dean. “Kok quiet? The atmosphere is suspicious,” Dean said, staring one by one the residents in the back seat. Only Santoso reacted by shaking his head.

“De, I have concerns.” Toni put down the phone she had been holding since.

“Since mo rebalikan ama Wulan, you seem more restless. Worry continues,” Dean said.

“Much of which I worry. About Mommy, I put it to the next list. It's about Rey and the Wulan company. If it is just a debt, it can be paid immediately. If the shares in the Wulan company he hold? Same with boong. He still has a reason to continue dating Wulan,” Toni said.

“Toni, friend. Criticism is a natural thing. I criticize people, naturally. And I am not required to have to discuss the solution to the criticism that I make. That's the beauty of being a critic. But ... Here I am your best friend. If I'm just criticizing without a solution, it's not Dean. It could be Santoso, it could be Ryan. Or who is. That's obvious, not me.”

Ryan clucked from the back seat. “Okay, thank you, Yan. I continue again. Now ... I'm focusing on Rey's problem, not on her, Ton. But I'm creating barter material for you. Something you can exchange, so that Rey will give up shares and sign a letter of repayment of debts. Rey has an illegal business that I find cheap. Not very, I guess. And I don't think Wulan would want Rey to be dragged to jail for that. It doesn't matter, at least we have to break the chain. Understand you now?” dean asked, glancing at the Raiyo Boba liquor counter outside the building lobby.

“Preview of the outline,” replied Toni.

“OK. That's enough too, though. I haven't had a small line. Okay, I'm out again. That's si ‘Mah’ 'wait.” Dean opened the car door and got out.

Dean ran over to Mahda who was looking for him.

“Hey, I'm new from the car. Sit down for a minute, yuk. I want to encourage you to eat, but—yah, understand for yourself how traffic Jakarta.” Dean pulled out a chair for Mahda, then sat across from the woman.

“Kan, really ... surely Mr. De help pull the seat for the girl,” Santoso said, to Ryan.

“Yes, if that's for sure. Abis narik chair, why else?” ask Ryan.

“Raising her hair with right hand, then putting her elbow on the table. Mr. Dean will laugh crisply then wet his lips.” Santoso pressed his forehead against the window of the car to observe his boss.

“We are waiting,” Ryan said. His eyes were out watching Dean. “OK, Santoso. Lo bener.” Ryan nodded confirming Santoso because in the distance, Dean was actually doing what Santoso had just said.

“Abis this—abis is definitely ..”

“Actually these gentlemen again why, yes?” ask Musdalifah. What all lawyers have always been weird like this, he thought. Musdalifah is worried after the debt collector, he will also be traumatized by lawyers.

“This is a test of eligibility of loyal employees his name,” Santoso replied. His forehead is still stuck in the glass.

Before speaking to Mahda, Dean turned his head towards Toni's car. He knew that Santoso, who admired him so much, was observing his every move from afar. And Ryan's trying to find Santoso's loophole.

“Mah ...,” call Dean. “I can tell you about Rey?” ask Dean.

“Ha? About Rey, huh? What's the matter again? Rey is involved in what case? You're from the police? I haven't seen Rey.” in a long time Mahda now looked at Dean anxiously.

“Gak—no, I'm not from the police. Rey is fine too. I just want to be a little sassy. That too if you allow it. If you are disturbed by my presence now, I can leave. I just want you to be comfortable talking to me. Now, your comfort is primary." Dean looked at Mahda. He guessed at what time Mahda woke up every morning to form curls on the ends of her long hair that was dyed light brown.

Mahda blinked when she heard what Dean said. Its extension eyelashes add to the expressive impression of the woman's eyes. He breathed and then smiled. “I'm comfortable, really, chat with you, Dean ...”

“A customer service member is involved ...,” says Santoso. The steam from his mouth formed dew on the glass of the car that he had been sticking.

To Be Continued

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