
The Darren residence
The atmosphere of the two-story house looks quiet. Its occupant, an ordinary young entrepreneur was still in the company.
Tok,, poke, someone knocked on the door, but it seemed like the housekeeper didn't hear it to the point of upsetting someone.
"Ck, where the hell is Auntie. Put the show on the lock again on the door."
"Bi,, Auntie,,,." Forcibly someone shouted to his housekeeper.
The security guard in front of the crowd approached the Master. He saw his Master's strange gurgle from afar.
"Why Master?"
"Where is Sar Bik Minah? Knock on the door until I yell not out either."
The security named Sardi became unkind to his Master because it seemed that his Master had been holding back his annoyance.
"So it's in the master. Hm, maybe behind you so it's not heard. Let me call you Mr."
Mang Sardi took the initiative to knock back on the front door of his master's house. While the Master looks to glance several times the clock on his wrist.
Finally the assistant opened the door.
"Tu an,,,?" Bik seemed nervous to see the employer standing in front of him looking 'creepy'.
"Where is Bik, Mr Darren from just knocking on the door even to screaming!"security.
"I'm sorry, sir, I was on the top floor,,,"
Not yet had the assistant to explain more, Darren had already entered inside.
"Bibik anyway, so it has ears tuh installed,"the security whisper was afraid his employer was listening.
The maid rolled her eyes lazily hearing the security rant. "Heh nih ears still work yak. Kan dah I said earlier I was again on the top floor, clean the room of the Master who had been like a ship broke, "Sangking was upset Bik Minah to use the word 'gw' on security.
"Former 'fight' Master and Grandma dropped by,"ceplos Mang Sardi with a slanted smile as if mocking.
"That's it. I want to continue with my nginem again." Bik Minah again used polite language and immediately closed the front door.
"Eh Bik,, bikinin my coffee item dong. Sleep with me." Shouted Mang Sardi who was not far adrift with his assistant Darren.
Bik Minah does not care about the demand for security. He relaxed as if pretending not to listen.
"Damn I dicuekin," said Mang Sardi.
Darren came back to his house because there was a company file left behind. After getting what he was looking for, soon he got off intending to return to the company. But he woke up in his house that looked lonely. No babbling of his daughter. Shouldn't these hours be her daughter's at home.
"Bik,, Baby,," he shouted.
"Yes, sir,"sohut Bik Minah.
"Naura where? How come it's not home?"
"Hm, that's Mr. Madam was taking non Naura out but didn't say where to go." Doubtful maid Darren replied.
There was no word 'Yak' or what once the maid explained where her daughter was. Darren called her mother.
"Hallo Mih, where's Naura?"darren asked without further ado to ask the whereabouts of his daughter as soon as the phone was connected to his mother, Mrs Prayoga.
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Darren kept his phone away from his ear. "Assalamualaikum Mih, where did Naura Mamih take it?"this time Darren said more politely because he got a reprimand from his mother but while rotting his eyes.
The maid who saw the behavior of her master only closed her lips with a napkin that had been perched on her shoulders. Actually, he really wanted to laugh at the behavior of his employer.
"Why Bik?"