GENK DUDA ACUTE
61. Lack of Concentration

Toni clenched her teeth looking at the face of Heaven who did not understand the consequences of her words just now. He kicked the Sky's leg. However ....

“Aw! What, anyway, Ton?” Dean looked at Toni opposite him. “Standing lo. My ama position. My neck can hurt backwards constantly.”

The sky looked at Toni who was glaring at him. Then the man closed his mouth.

“Tumben Bu Win tagged, De.” Rio looked at Winarsih who was sitting back to their table. From Dean's chair, Winarsih was in a two-hour position. The face of his wife's senior on campus, clearly visible from where he sat.

“Ganteng, yes ...,” chirps Musdalifah suddenly. Toni squeaks. Realizing it turns out Musdalifah is still in the corner of the table next to Ryan. He looked back at his secretary. However, until his eyes almost came out, it seemed that Musdalifah was unaware of his actions.

“Eh, I'm opening our meeting right away. Okay. Opened, yes ...” Toni spread her eyes.

Everyone nodded except Dean. The man simply tapped his hand on the table with his eyes unfazed at Winarsih's back that was shaking with laughter. He could see Winarsih closing her mouth and shaking her hands in front of her face. Since when does Winarsih have such a sweet gesture?

“Iya—iya, just open the meeting,” Ryan said. He felt he had to quickly end the silliness of the men there. Since morning he had not thought. Why meetings should be held at Beer Garden. If you want to discuss important things, wouldn't they meet at the office? But apparently the meeting was also used as an eye wash.

“So how, De?” ask Rio.

“Ha?” Dean asked back. Looked at all the eyes that were on him.

“How about me, De ...” Toni's voice may have almost cried as she waited for the right moment to get Dean to speak.

“Eh, yes. Tomorrow, deh. Tell Wulan to break up with Rey.” Dean looked back at his wife. Now Wiinarsih laughed again while holding Nisa's shoulder. His wife hid the face behind his friend's body. Since when can Winarsih be that graceful?

“Where?” ask Toni, be careful.

Dean turned back. “Ha? Over where? Where does he want to be? How I got confused. Where do you mutusin cewe usually?”

“Iya—where, Ton?” ask Sky. “Gue so come to think of where regular mutusin cewe.”

Toni again threw a stern look at the Sky next to her.

“Gue was cut off via chat,” Toni said.

“Whose name?” ask Sky.

“Tasya,” Reply Toni.

“Oh, good. Wulan mutusinnya via chat aja.” Sky nodded.

“It's not good. Wulan's got business with Rey. Better to talk directly. More polite,” said Rio.

“Udah, tomorrow I'll just send him. Ribet very,” cut Dean.

“Well, it's safe,” whispered Sky.

“OK, one problem marked finished. We continue next. About ... Mami Toni,” Sky.

“So go ahead plan yesterday no?” ask Rio.

“Ultah Mami Toni we gather all in her house bring family?” The sky assured him that was what his friend meant.

“Iya—iya, bener.” Toni nodded. “Where, De? According to lo Wulan directly invited, or how?”

“Gue don't like to see Bini I laugh constantly in front of the man. He never laughs that much in front of me.” Dean looked at Winarsih who welcomed his drink coming.

“In front of you, anyway, he didn't laugh. Try inget-inget Bini lo what?” Rio patted Dean's shoulder.

“Cakep, sih ...,” hiss Musdalifah again. He looked at the place where Winarsih was sitting with his friend.

Toni looked at Musdalifah in disbelief. The secretary he judged the most alert and had a high salira tepa had just smeared his own name because he did not understand the situation.

“Mus,” call Toni.

“Ya, Sir?” Musdalifah looked at his superior.

“It looks like you can go home.”

“Ha? Can you do it?” The caliph soared happily from his seat.

“Yes, go home. It's nothing,” Toni said.

“Then this room will be a little dimmer due to its lack of light,” said Santoso.

“If you continue to have problems with light, check with your eye doctor. Who knows start cataracts,” replied Musdalifah relaxed, draping his bag to the shoulder.

Santoso then exchanged glances with Ryan in front of him. Although expressionless, Ryan was laughing inwardly. Musdalifah walked cheerfully around the table towards the hallway leading to the exit. Simultaneously, a servant approached their table with several menu books.

“Gotly fast, yes. I'm home new menu book dateng.” Musdalifah quipped the waiter. “Fathers all, I'm sorry to withdraw tonight. Hopefully the meeting brings a deal and tonight there is no brawl event because I will turn off the phone.” Musdalifah had glanced at Dean who was tightening his teeth looking at him.

Musdalifah chuckled then hurriedly stepped away. Upon arrival past the table Winarsih and his friends, Musdalifah paused for a moment.

“Bu Win, I say yes. Already from the morning outside accompany superiors.” Musdalifah touched Winarsih's arm while saying that.

“Whose home?” ask Winarsih.

“Self, Mom. Alone by yourself. Fun, yes, Ms. .. sit here. I think you should follow Mr. Dean more often,” said Musdalifah. He took the time to look at Pratama who was hooking an ice cube with his suction.

“Pak, this is the menu.” The waiter thrust the menu book in front of Dean.

“Which asks whose menu, anyway?” ask Dean.

“Sini—sini,” says Toni, on server. “Nih! Choose yourself, talk to him yourself. I'm the usual pesen. Dean is also the usual,” said Toni, circulating the menu to his partner. He dictated Dean's order without asking.

“Because it looks like it will be a long time, my order is rather a lot like.” Santoso opened the menu book.

“Iya, So .. Yes. Whatever. What aja,” says Toni.

“Toni has followed the stress,” whispered Sky, on Rio.

“Lo do not add-nambahin. Once again noisier, we are all led to the police station.” Rio kicked the tip of the Sky shoe that was in front of him.

“Ehem! De!” call Toni.

“Ha?” Dean looked over, with a dumb face. “By what?”

“Soal Rey, De ...,” replied Toni softly.

“Sorry. I'm not concerned, I swear! Well, I can shadow it's a man's mind going everywhere for sure.”

“Not all men whose brains are the same as lo,” timpal Sky.

“Yes, overthinking things. Call me, ask to sit here. Toni's business will not be run. You don't think so,” said Rio.

“Enggak—. Sorry, okay. We continue,” said Dean. He looked at his wife's back. There was a sense of annoyance mixed with sadness when Winarsih turned her head earlier, but heeded it.

“OK, I'll sort the problem. Rey has an illegal business that includes small-time.” Ryan made a quotation mark with both of his hands when he said that.

“What business?” ask Sky, getting interested. He moved his seat. However, backtracked as the waiter came with a large tray containing their orders.

“What business, Sir?” Ryan looked at his boss from the opposite end of the table.

“Whose business?” Dean asked back. Slowly his grim face changed with a somber, uninspired look. Dean felt neglected. He hasn't had dinner and Winarsih hasn't asked him about it.

Seeing that, everyone looked at each other. Ryan scratched his head. Santoso rounded his eyes in front of a bowl of oxtail soup complete with rice and intilane.

“Udah, deh. Call the bin,” Rio said. “Can be until tomorrow just not spelled,” he continued again.

“Gue called,” Toni said.

“No need,” prevent Dean.

“Why?” rio asked, The sky, Toni and Ryan were almost in unison.

“My prestige,” shriek Dean.

“Halah! I call you. Let me alesan want an opinion about Wulan. How?” ask Toni, looking at Dean.

“Kasian too, I think it's cool again. But I'm restless, not calm. I don't like him sitting next to his friend.”

“Kan, there is no possibility of the cement in front, but Bini load up to the back. Lo sometimes like weird.” The sky began to giggle due to his own words. “Terried, anyway.”

“No, anyway, Lang .. It's natural that Dean feels that way. The victory of Bu Win looked handsome. I'm sure Dean will also be insecure.” Rio followed closely observing towards the direction where Winarsih was sitting.

This time Toni could not hide her very loud snorting sound. Rio was silent.

“Udah, ah. I'm calling now!” sergeant Toni, get up from his seat.

That time, Dean did not prevent Toni from standing up and walking towards Winarsih. He was upset to see his wife laughing, but the upset quickly turned into a feeling of sadness ignored.

Usually Winarsih always takes care of the food every time they are together. Now his stomach is hungry, but Winarsih is busy chatting with his friends.

“Bu Win,” call Toni. He was standing near the table. The towering height shadowed four young people who were telling a very exciting story. Sometimes they mentioned about their campus anniversary event.

Winarsih looked up at Toni who was looking at her grimacing.

“Yes, Mas Toni?” ask Winarsih.

“Help me, Bu Win ..” Toni said. He looked towards Dean. His best friend pretended to raise his drink and scrutinized the bottom of the glass. I don't know what he's researching.

“Why, Mas? Already fussy?” ask Winarsih.

“Since nyampe,” replied Toni.

“It pretends to be busy, huh?” Winarsih looked at her husband.

“Iya, prestige.” Toni grimaces.

“I'll be there soon,” replied Winarsih, smiling.

“Good. Don't be long if you can.” Toni smiled and nodded looking at Winarsih's friends one by one.

To Be Continued