I Love You More
Eps 129 Visit Tarjo

"Mas ..pursue clothes I have prepared here yes later," cried Yolanda because Bara was willing to go into the bathroom.

"Yes.honey..," replied Bara a little tight as well.

Yolanda which is now no longer the same as before, now for him the activity of creating cuisine in the kitchen is a pleasure for him even though it is also still helped by kitchen cooks.

It turns out that now his new hobby is making culinary creations.

Like that morning he wanted to make processed goat fried rice as he had learned some time ago.

This morning Papa Hedrawan and mama Nursanti are also preparing to return to the main house because there are also many activities for both.

**

Bara is neat, just combing her hair and tightening her tie.

The hair has been combed and the tie is left as rough as it will still be breakfast first.

Bara went down to the first floor where the dining room was there.

"Papa Mama will return to the main house," mama Nursanti told Bara who had just arrived at the dinner table.

"Yes.mah, later that weekend we stay there again.., because there is always a meeting in the gallery," Bara replied to the words of mama Nursanti while looking at his wife who was organizing the arrangement of food at the table

"Indeed Opa was not invited.?," he picked up Opa as soon as he arrived at the dinner table and slightly heard the conversation of Mama Nursanti with Bara.

"Pastilah Opa invited.., anyway wherever Yola and mas Bara are Opa we must invite," said Yolanda with a smile and embrace his Opa.

Opa who now feels lonely if there is no granddaughter is smiling at the answer of Yolanda granddaughter.

Everyone is at the dining table now, while enjoying the food menu served, they talk a little while eating.

**

In the gallery, it again seems to be improved because Wednesday's plan will be a group of ambassadors' wives from other countries.

The group that will be accompanied by the headquarters and the businessman is planning to travel around the city to see the existing tourist destinations because it is one of the agendas of every visit to a region or region that must exist agenda of local culture.

"Joe..Tarjoo..!," cried Om Jhon who helped supervise the workers in the gallery.

"Yes.tuan..," said Tarjo who was still improving, then stopped his activities and approached Om Jhon.

"Later in the afternoon take a painting in Bara's place, because there are many that have been sold...."

"Tomorrow if Wednesday there is a visit even Arts Museum looks empty ..kan funny..," said Om Jhon again.

Tarjo who is adept at driving is in charge of delivering goods to customers who want delivery services.

And because at this time the special painting "for sale" has also been sold, Tarjo asked Om Jhon to take it.

"Where's the address, sir..?."

"Later in the afternoon I'll tell you.."

"Yes..tuan..later all I invite Tatik to be able to travel around the city, sir.?.," Tarjo said asking permission to Om Jhon.

"May lah..," said Om Jhon who made Tarjo cheer with joy because he could invite his wife to work while walking.

**

Flashback.

Bara, who had just arrived in his office room, was still seriously signing some of the files that Belinda had filed.

Suddenly his phone rang making him a little disturbed.

Drrt..

"Cke.."

He took the phone, and immediately his smile grew, apparently Om Jhon who called

"Hello.?" said Bara so know who called Om Jhon.

"Eh.. Bara ..om is confused.."

"What's wrong, Om..?."

"It's a Wednesday problem.."

"What is Wednesday Om.?" asked Bara who had not realized the meaning of Om Jhon's words.

"Thursday there was a visit from foreign tourists..," said Om Jhonon.

"Ooh.the wives of the ambassadors..?."

"Yes, right, it continues the problem of the painting that the category "For Sale'' has been exhausted."

"Mr ..."

"Om so confused to cook Arts Museum it's just that," said Om Jhon limp.

"Then tell Tarjo to take a painting in Opa ku Om's house" Bara said with a small laugh because the sound of Om Jhon getting weaker sounded funny to Bara.

"There's already a painting ready to pack..?."

"There's Om..."

"Thank you then..," said Om Jhon look excited and excited.

"Oh yes Om all Bara want to say later on Tuesday the goods from the art of craft will come, please tell Mr. Bambang or Mr. Poernomo not to forget to count and record it," the word Bara that increasingly makes Om Jhon cheer with excitement.

"Waah... tomorrow Wednesday the more complete this gallery.!!," cried Om Jhon pleasure.

Just laughing from across.

**

The afternoon after the Ashar Tarjo prayer has changed a little neatly.

"Mas Tarjo want to inter-paint.?," asked Tatik a little astonished, usually ushering in a painting must be morning because some buyers are collected so one does not go back and forth, so do not go back and forth, let's not waste time and energy as well as gasoline.

"You're coming along.?" Tarjo's tease to his wife.

"Where is..? can you..?."

"There's deeeh.."

"Ihh.mas Tarjo," Tatik put on his pouting face.

"Take painting.."

"Halaaah.cuma take a painting kok invite," muttered Tatik while turning off the stove in the public kitchen.

"Take it to the place of Bara. and non Yola," said Tarjo again," Sekalian silaturahmi.."

Hearing her husband's words Tatik became interested .

"To Bara and non Yola's place..?."

Tarjo smiled and nodded.

Tatik immediately ran to hug her husband..

"Ikuuutt.., can ya..? mas... Tarjo my handsome husband.." whined Tatik while sulking.

Somehow if we are in the region to meet good friends like brothers themselves, such as Tarjo, Tatik and Bara.

They are like brothers themselves, especially for Tarjo and Tatik, Bara and Yola are already gods and helpers.

Tarjo nodded, "Could be. so change his clothes," said Tarjo still hugging his wife.

"Piye to mas.be told to change my body still in the hug..," muttered Tatik smiling.

"Hehehe.mas Tarjo so forget about it has been a week not in the ration..," said Tarjo with a crybaby but released his wife from his embrace.

"Law.." Tatik just pursed his lips then walked towards his room changing clothes more appropriate.

**

Tarjo is still driving his box car, already in the area of the address that Om Jhon gave.

"The road is right..This road, but where is the house, dek..?," said Tarjo confused.

"What's the call just mas.."

"Oh.iya.ya.., piye to me. kok even forgot," said Tarjo while patting his eel.

Tarjo stops his car, reaches into his cell phone and contacts Bara.

"Assynolajet..Bose.."

".."

"I've been on xx street but which house is it..?

".."

"Oh...His house in front of which there is a large gate no xx..The black color is slightly indented into.?.?., Ok Bose.."

".."

"Where is mas..?" asked Tatik a little worried.

"Just remember this way, later help Tarjo mas see the number xx yes.the gate is black slightly indented into," said Tarjo who told his wife.

"Yes.mas.."

"Tarjo then restarted his car engine and advanced towards Bara's direction.

"Mas.it's number xx," said Tatik slightly startling Tarjo who was still driving.

"Well.it's like a hotel what office.dek...cook a house that big..??," said Tarjo a little doubt.

"Are we just asking mas..," said Tatik who was also hesitant.

**

Tarjo and Tatik are already in the courtyard of the super luxurious house.

They had asked the guards and it was true that Bara and Yolanda lived there, even had been called by the gatekeeper directly to Bara to check the truth of his guests.

Both are now allowed in.

"Mas..this is the house of what palace.kok this wide..?."

"But you heard Bara lived here himself.."

"Cck.cck.home kok kayak gini luxury..," Tatik plan while his head-scarf.

Both are still confused while looking at when Bara appears to come out while waving his hand.

"Joo..Tiikk..sini..," cried Bara to the husband and wife who became his best friend.

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