
"T-no. Mr. Banu is not that kind of person. So I am sure Mr. Banu will not do such shameful cheating" Mili said firmly. Banu heaved a sigh of relief as he looked at Mili.
"I'm amazed, you can just trust me," Banu said solemnly. She's happy. It is not easy to trust someone new to the world. Especially at that time he was not in a human form. Or are spirits more trustworthy than humans? “Padalaah back then I was just a spirit right ..”
"Eitherway. At that time everything did not make sense" said Mili. If you remember it, it was like a dream for him.
"Oh, yes. You must be hungry. We should prepare dinner," said Banu.
"No. I'm not hungry" Mili said quickly. Honestly Mili was hungry because she just came home from work. But the refrigerator had no contents, so he refrained.
He would be embarrassed if he answered yes, but the contents of the refrigerator are empty. Because there are no ingredients that can be cooked. This month's money is also good. He must hold back. So he lied about saying he wasn't hungry.
"really? Don't you come home from work and eat first?" banu said as if he knew something. That's Mili's habit. This girl is gnawing. "I have to eat when I get home from work. So my mind is calm and I can sleep. Tomorrow I will work hard again. The spirit of Mili." It was like reading a text.
At first Mili did not understand, but then he felt familiar with the sentence said by Banu just now. Uh! Mili remember. Those were the words of encouragement he had pinned on his mini fridge door.
"Pak Banu knows about that?" mili was surprised. Banu smiled. It seems like he's not resting in this house. Mr. Banu must have done something earlier.
"You change your clothes first" said Mr. Banu touching Mili's shoulder.
"Then Mr Banu?" ask Mili.
"Of course, keep waiting here. Wh why? You want me to come with you for a change of clothes?" asked Banu jokingly.
"Of course not!" mili sewot.
"Mahaha ..." Banu laughed instead.
"alright. I'll change my clothes first." Mili walked away from Banu and opened the room door. Then close it tightly.
Mili's phone sounded. He approached the briefcase he was wearing. That's Raka. Mili. Why'd he call me?
"Hello, Mili. Sorry to bother you at night. You haven't slept, have you?"
"Not yet."
"Thank God. Afraid I'm bothering you."
"No. I just got home from work too. What's up?" ask Mili.
"Is Mr. Banu with you?" ask Raka.
"Pak Banu?” Mili's eyeballs glanced at the door. “Yaa .. she's in the back. I'll call you ..."
"No."
Mili had already stepped into the door and opened it, but Raka refused. Mili. "Thus ... "
"If Mr. Banu is with you, it's okay. Because it means there's someone with him."
"What's up, brother?" Mili wants to know.
"Pak Banu doesn't tell a story?"
"No. Mr. Banu only said he wanted permission not to return to the office this afternoon. That's all," Mili replied while recalling what Mr. Banu said to him. "What really is it, sister?"
"Pak Banu was deactivated from the company,” said Raka.
"really? Wh why? Is there a problem?" mili asked surprised and worried. The question that came out of his lips was in a row.
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