
Yolanda returned to the main house of the Hendrawan Santosa family that afternoon.
All the servants there looked bowed when Yolanda passed her.
"So quiet on where.?," asked Yolanda to the head of the housekeeper.
"The lady just came out, young lady.."
"Where to go?" asked Yolanda.
"Sorry young lady.is not this hour Mr. Hendrawan is still in the office..," said Mr. Man who was even confused by Yolanda's question.
"Upss..," Yolanda shut her mouth, she who forgot that her permission to not enter work was embarrassed.
"Alright sir Man I will go to the room first" Yolanda said as he walked up to his room.
"Please Miss Rest.., is there something I need to deliver to Miss.?.'s room," asked Mr. Man politely and slightly bowed.
"No need to tell Man if I fall asleep at dinner later" said Yolanda.
''Well Miss..," said Mr. Man then bowed.
*
As promised that afternoon Bara appeared to pack his paintings.
"Waah.suah quite a lot also yes," murmured Bara while arranging paintings of various sizes.
"What time does Om Jhon come home?.?" Bara muttered again and picked up his phone trying to contact Om Jhon.
"Good afternoon Om." Bara said politely before starting her conversation.
"Hey..Bara, Om just called you.."
"Where are you..?."
"Already in the apartment Om.. just arrange a painting, Om Jhon where is..?."
"Already in the lobby under the apartment" said Om Jhon.
"I'll go straight to your apartment" Om Jhon said before hanging up.
"Yes...Om..," said Bara.
Bara rearranged some paintings and tied them up into a couple of stacks of ties.
There are already several piles of painting works that have been on the rope into several parts.
Ting tong's..
Ting tong's...
Hearing the sound of a bell in Bara's apartment rushed towards the front room while carrying some of his paintings piles of paintings that had been on the rope.
Cekleek..
Bara opened the door..
"Haaah..??."
Standing at the door of Mr. Hendrawan's apartment with some of his bodyguards.
"That.ttuan.. Hendrawan..??," said Bara still in shock, then took the hand of Mr. Hendrawan to kiss him.
Mr. Hendrawan was just glued to look at Bara and then directly entered without being invited.
"Where is Yolanda???" asked Mr. Hendrawan as he was inside the apartment and the guards were outside the room.
Mr. Hendrawan's gaze circled the living room of the apartment, and stopped at a pile of Bara paintings.
Looked at the painting for a moment while smiling cynically.
"Mm.nnon Yola has returned home t.ttuan..," said Bara stammered.
"What...have you done to him so that he can obey you.hah.??," said Mr. Hendrawan.
"Huh..?? lha..indeed what did I do to him... he means.. shirking...??or wear a winnow..?? ishh...sir, I only love sincerely .. love her with all my heart.. yes even though we have.."do that."
"Why silence ..hah..?."
"I mean what master.?" asked Bara still stuttering.
"Why now Yolanda is different.even this morning had missed work," said Mr. Hendrawan again.
"I don't treat anything, I just love him sincerely without any frills" Bara said.
"What...?? LOVE..??."
"You have violated the terms of the agreement you have signed..," snapped Mr. Hendrawan a little loudly.
"I can sue you and drag you into the bars if I want to" said Mr. Hendrawan again but this time slightly decreased his tone.
Bara followed Mr. Hendrawan with a bow and remained respectful.
"Think of it" said Mr. Hendrawan before leaving but in a familiar tone not all that before.
Bara nodded silently, even taking Hendrawan's hand and kissing him.
While Mr. Hendrawan just obey.
*
POV mr Hendrawan
I went from the office to the boy's apartment with a hot heart, wanting to beat the boy up.
" kuraang ajaaaar.sudah dares to be like with my son.do not know himself once the child.. bring bad effects alone."
I pulled the bell of his apartment with a feeling of anger overflowing.
Czechleek
As the door opened, I saw the boy surprised by my arrival.
"T.ttuan Hendrawan.?" he said to me politely.
Even the boy took my hand and then kissed her as a sign of filial piety.
When my anger subsided, somehow when I saw the child who was full of manners my anger suddenly dropped.
"Where is Yolanda?" I asked in a fierce tone as I looked at what the boy was carrying.
Haah..?? painting...?? waah...good good as well, but still I put my fierce face, even I let out a smile smirk so that he was more afraid of me.
Eeh.
That chance I made scolding the boy, even I threatened to let him stay away from my son Yolanda.
Honestly I was worried.on one hand I was a little amazed by this young man, but cook yes..my son is a match with the young man ..ini.... no. No. I am not willing...,not yet willing, the Santosa family married this kind of young man ."
I was angry at the boy, I asked him what he had done so that my son Yolanda would come to him, or maybe there was something I didn't know.. so that my son Yolanda who is usually very indifferent and indifferent to men is now even as if entangled.
I made this "contract marriage" plan also because all this time my son never glanced and was indifferent to men, only to my knowledge he used to be interested in the same "Leon son of a bastard, but I don't think my son is now even entangled with this young man.
I finally came home from the apartment that the boy lived in, threateningly to keep him away from my son Yolanda
*
Bara let out a long sigh after the departure of Mr. Hendrawan.
His heart was a little bit troubled to hear the threat.
"Yaa.I am only a crumb.that is inappropriate with non Yola.." inner Bara limply.
Not far from Mr. Hendrawan walking, maybe even just passed by Om Jhon and Bara had not closed the door of his apartment when Om Jhon came.
"Baraa..," cried Om Jhon when Bara wanted to close the door of his apartment.
"eek..Om Jhon," said Bara with a face still remaining in the mountains.
"There was just a guest too." asked Om Jhon.
Bara nodded in lethargy.
Om Jhon saw Bara's face that looked sad.
"Is there a problem..?."
"Let's go Om..," said Bara slowly.
"Om Jhon would drink what.?" asked Bara after Om Jhon entered and sat in the guest seat.
"What is it.."
"Cold soda wants..?."
"Ok.gak pa pa.''
Bara passed from the living room and walked towards the kitchen where his refrigerator was, took a can of drink and brought it forward.
"In drinking Om.," said Bara offering.
"The story is.on Om Jhon.perhaps the hardness of your heart will be reduced," said Om Jhon when he saw Bara who still looks upset.
"I will tell Om Jhon, and I hope Om Jhon does not change his attitude.after hearing my story," said Bara listlessly.
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