I Love You More
The Eps 130 Arts Museum is complete

Hearing his name called, the two turned their heads.

Relief was on the faces of the two.

"Waah.bener mas this house ..," said Tatik look relieved.

Bara approached the two of them with a smile, shaking their hands.

"Bingung.tadi Jo..?."

"Milk.sih..."

"Lha... said he used a car..? where's the box car..?."

"I parked on the street out there..," said Tarjo while grinning misbehavior.

"Cck.you're ah.."

"Since I doubted earlier.this is really not his home.so big kok," said Tarjo again he heard the grin.

"Yes Bara.. we were confused about this big house, this luxurious.wow, you are really great," Tatik said while shaking his head full of amazement.

"This is the Opa mansion.I'm just hitching a ride..."

"Numpang apaan.kamu son-in-law here.kok numpang," said Tatik still amazed as he rolled his eyes admiring the luxury of the residence.

Bara said as he walked back to the front gate, taking Tarjo who would take his box car to be brought into the courtyard of the mansion.

"Good afternoon young master..," the guards bowed slightly.

"Sore..," Bara smiled at the gatekeeper.

Tarjo and Tatik just smiled wryly to see his best friend now called young master.

As soon as Tarjo and Tatik almost arrived at the Box Bara car turned to the mansion waiting there.

"I don't think so.. Bara is now a barker," Tatik said as soon as he reached his car, because he was still amazed by Bara's residence.

"Yes.dek.gratitudenya they are not arrogant.even nolong us."

"Yes, um.."

Box's car has entered the courtyard of the mansion.

Bara gave an aba aba to Tarjo to park in one place, so that it is easy when later moving all the items of his paintings.

"Dek..mobil kok so many..," Tarjo said to his wife while pointing towards the collection of cars parked in the garage.

"Yes yes mas.ck..ck."

Tatik shook his head back as he looked into some of the contents of this house.

**

"Well there's a guest to..?."

Opa who happened to be passing by in the living room looked towards the front.

"Good afternoon, sir.."

Sapa Tarjo while standing up and greeting Opa Santosa followed by Tatik politely.

"Oohs..Tarjo..?

"Yes.lord.."

"You take a painting of Opa, brought to the gallery" Bara told Opa Santosa.

"Ooh.." Opa nodded his head.

"Sholat here all of you already want Maghrib," said Opa again reminded about worship.

"I.iiya.mr.."

"Yes.had we finished the painting, Maghrib hunt, had finished it praying," Bara said.

Bara walk followed by Tarjo who was very amazed by the luxury and grandeur of the mansion to the side garden where Bara painting there.

"Tuh.lukisannya there.severa do not find a friend to quickly finish bergeresi."

Bara then ordered some workers to bring many of the paintings to the Box car.

Tatik is still sitting in the super luxurious living room, a little confused about what to do.

"Eeh.mbak Tatik," exclaimed Yola who had finished bathing and looked very beautiful.

"Non Yola..," Tatik replied standing up and greeted Bara's wife.

"Tok here.ayuk back," Yola invited while holding Tatik's hand to the side garden where the husbands still clean up the painting.

"We're sitting here watching them work" Yola said as she sat in a side garden chair close to where Bara was working.

A waiter came to bring drinks and small meals.

"Please enjoy..," said the waiter politely before leaving.

"Tatik is drunk and eaten" Yolanda offers to Tatik who still looks clumsy.

Before long some paintings have been completed, Bara and Tarjo have been sitting in the park waiting for the Maghrib Adhan in the palace.

"Mbak Tatik is already hot in the city..?."

"Alhamdulillah non.anywhere origin with husband yes kerasan," said Tatik with a smile.

"Sama .I also had time to live in the gallery before you went there, I was happy wherever mas Bara was," said Yolanda who sat next to her husband while hugging his arms.

Just smiling.

"Haah..non Yola would like to live in such a place..?," said Tatik in disbelief.

"Yes.mbak.., it's with people we love," said Yolanda again tightened his embrace.

Making Tatik and Tarjo swallow at the intimacy of the two.

**

All have finished praying maghrib at the mosque with imami Opa Santosa.

"You and your wife eat here first, don't go straight home" said Opa Santosa as soon as Tarjo wanted to stand up from his place of prayer.

"Emm.iya sir.."

The dining table is ready, the dishes are served.

With clumsy Tarjo and Tatik sitting at a luxurious dining table with a variety of dishes that never even imagined.

**

Tarjo's been driving his box car, back to the gallery.

"It's rich ..good again..," Tatik still muttered along the way.

"Yes... Thank God they are good people."

"I was in the love of money non Yola.loh..," Tatik said to her husband.

"Haah.???, you continue to accept..?."

"Yes.lah mas.., it is non Yola aja give her sincere cooking I refuse .."

"Yes.yes.dek.dek also if rejected..," said Tarjo finally with a chuckle.

The two laughed together again.

"Thank you.mas Tarjo has invited me to walk..," said Tatik smilingly looking at her husband who is still focused on driving.

"Yes. dek..habis this ration mas Tarjo later tonight ya.."

"Opo.si mas..," said Tatik while throwing his face out the window even though his heart was happy.

"Indeed you don't want to carry children, Bara already want to have children.."

"Heh.. who really is mas.?," Tatik turned to her husband.

Tarjo smiled, nodding still focused on driving.

**

Tuesday morning in the gallery began to arrive various crafts of art kriya.

Some of the open tub cars bring some handicrafts from carving, sculpture, batik and other works including unique furniture.

According to Bara's message to Om Jhon, Mr. Poernomo as deputy manager has ordered his men to record the incoming goods.

Om Jhon who yesterday was confused by the items that will be displayed can now laugh widely to see the many art objects in the Arts Museum.

"Well, I can be relieved by the many things that come," muttered Om Jhon.

"Oh yes, I haven't told Bara."

Then Om Jhon took the phone in his pocket.

"Hello.."

"Hello Om.."

"The art of kriya has come," reported om Jhon with a happy smile.

"Thank God, then, hopefully Wednesday does not embarrass us" Bara said hearing the Om Jhon report.

"Don't forget to record and match Om, tomorrow we also count with them."

"Surely..," said Om Jhon before hanging up the phone.

Seen relief on the face of Om Jhon, while sitting enjoying a drink served Tatik he oversaw the dismantling of various types of crafts.

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