I LOVE YOU, ABOUT ODY
Blue #2

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🌸Pov Dewa🌸

"So, I work first. Pray everything is good. I hope you can immediately understand and learn all about the business of ajik." I said to my wife.

"Heart of heart. Pray for all the best for the Lord. Vim. Don't disappoint ajik. He has no one else to trust. Only the Lord. So don't be disappointed."

"definitely Na. My brother will try his maximum. Na is good at home just as prickly. If you need anything, do not hesitate to ask for help biang." my message.

"Find this house your own house and this lady is your own mother." Biang holding both shoulders Na interjected.

"Just comfort yourself in this house, Nad. Borrow your husband first. It is time for your husband to learn to do business." said Ajik added.

"Yes ajik, yes, yes pheasant." I'm ashamed of my wife.

"Yes, the gods have left first. You two don't like being late. Tone business leave it to the biang. Biang better understand should do anything with him." said biang expel us as well as bragging.

"Kiss for ajik where?" exclaim ajik which is indeed even at an age that is no longer young, still upholds the name of harmony with the biang.

Ajik said, age can eat his body, but not with his love for a prick. Love is always growing and growing.

Biang do what has become a habit of both of them no matter here there is also me and Nada who became clumsy made. I want to get the same thing from Nada but I have to be patient.

Until the ritual of intimacy ajik and biang style has been completed and ajik has entered the car delivered by the riang, we both still stand each other stiff.

"Sister," Na's call awakened me and astonished me as she stretched out her hand to me, like she wanted to shake hands.

Doubtful I greeted his hand and the next second my soul soared. There was no need to be given a friendly kiss like ajik, but with the back of my hand kissed as soon as I felt Na's love was so great for me. That means Na respects me, too.

Lebai, isn't this me? Being knocked down just like that has drifted into space,,,

"It's been, it's been, it's been awaited ajik tuh." biang just bother, but it's true that he said.

Once again I say goodbye and leave Na on the prick. Our departure was accompanied by a wave of hands of two different generations of angels who have their respective places in our hearts.

What a beautiful morning,, the morning sky is as blue as my shirt, even as blue as my love,,,

The beer of love,,, the two of us,, lalalalala,, this auto deh soul singing dangdut alas hehehe,,,,,, this,,,

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🌸Pov Pdy🌸

It is enough to relax in Bali although it is not really relaxing because of the relaxing time yesterday I spent surfing in the world looking for the existence of Nada.

Instead of getting news about Nada, I only get the latest gossip about Valencia which is now reportedly suffering. Let it. This heart really does not care. Anything happens to him, I don't want to know, let alone care anymore. Let the woman take care of her own life.

Our divorce was just waiting for the divorce certificate to be published. I'm serious about what I said about treasure gono gini. I did not give her a dime and luckily all my pleas were granted by the magistrate. It's all based on all the evidence I've shown.

This morning, I left the virtual world. Time to go back to the real world. Being the companion of the young master son of the big boss is not something that can be underestimated. That's why I can't be negligent.

I'll get my work suit ready. Today I don't know why I want to wear a blue shirt. A shirt I've never worn and if I'm honest, I don't really know what I'm buying for. I just love the color blue. The actual color is not even my favorite color but somehow I now like it like this is a must.

Perfect,,, uh,,,

Blue is not a bad color for me. I look pretty good today. Makes me confidently step foot into the president's room where the big boss and his son will meet me.

My smile expands and greets every worker in that office. Although this is my first day of entering with a position that is quite influential, it does not necessarily make me arrogant. I don't want to provoke envy in their hearts.

"Good morning, Mr. Ody. Mr. Artha and his son are still on their way here. Please wait here first." the beautiful woman I can guess as the secretary of Mr. Artha invited me.

"Thank you."

I sat down and tried to shake off my grog by opening the morning newspaper. Some media still cover the wedding of Artha's father's son the other day, which was celebrated with great luxury. Some media outlets also exaggerated the story by adding question marks to readers' hearts when they alluded to the scandalous slang my boss' son had committed.

This eye gaze was on the couple who again made these eyes seem deceived. Father Artha's son-in-law really looks like Nada. I want to feel scolding the MUA who is so good at making my soul pray.

Nada,, Om misses. Where are you really?? Where should I look for you? Why are you so good at hiding?

"Good morning, Ody."

The baritone voice I knew blew my daydream. I immediately put the newspaper with the picture of the bride onto the sofa and then I stood up.

"Good morning Mr. Artha." My eyes were attracted to the appearance of someone with a similar appearance to mine today.

"You two seem to have the same taste for clothes. Maybe this is a good sign because it could be your taste and thoughts in the work will be the same as well." praised Mr. Artha who makes me sure who the figure next to him is.

"Good morning dad,,,,???"

"God. My name is God. So you're Mr Ody? Who's gonna help me?" my young boss seems very friendly and handsome if he smiles so.

The blue color of his shirt also gives his aura of authority more radiated. Coupled with a tie with a darker color that. Very suitable with the color of his skin clean well maintained. His face is serial like a newlywed who is sipping sweetness of the bride's night.

"It's my wife's choice. I am not good at choosing clothes. Teach is only exaggerating if we say our taste is the same. Are your clothes also your wife's choice Mr. Ody?" ask my young boss.

"Not the Father of God. It's my own choice. I am divorced so I have to be independent." I replied smiling.

"Oh sorry. I don't know." My young boss looked bad.

"It's okay." I don't mind it anyway, my divorce doesn't make me slump even feel driven.

"We continue talking and introductions inside alone." Big boss's firm voice came back and made me and the young bosses could only obey.

Walking following the king to his throne,,,

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