
"Why Bik?"
The maid got a question from her employer. He thought the master was unaware of his laughing behavior.
"Sir,"Bik Minah.
Darren seemed to not believe the words of his assistant, then he looked for his mistake. "Why am I calling you unanswered?"
"Anu Mister, um," the maid hesitated to answer the employer's question because she was ashamed of herself. Because his master was waiting for his answer, he would not even answer, "it was out of the master's room,,,"
Rapihin room? Where is Kesya?"
"Non Kesya just went straight home, sir, so don't tidy up,,,"
"Have,, already,, my aunt, just continue Bibik's work in the back." Darren's face slightly blushed, holding back the embarrassment from the maid's words. His former 'fight' last night was not tidied up by Kesya, his lover. Though before every time they run out 'connected' always tidied up by Kesya and himself. Darren doesn't want the residents of the house to know what they're doing.
Actually it has become a public secret, all their actions are known by the maid and the security of her house but they like not caring because it is not tasty and also afraid of being fired if they complain to their employer's parents.
"Other times, if Kesya comes home my room does not need to be cleaned yak Bik. And remember not to talk too much about my parents. Understood?!" Darren warns but poses a threat to his maid.
"Ba ba good sir," answered the maid. Why don't you marry her boyfriend? Instead of continuing to sin.
"Do you know Bik?"darren asked because he saw the maid was still silent, instead of leaving her.
Darren left to return to the company after taking an important map containing a cooperation agreement between a company operating in Malaysia and his company.
****
There Madam Prayoga saw her grandson sitting on a small bench made of plastic but with premium quality that she could guess was coloring because it looks to be holding a crayon. Accompanied by his teacher, Khanza his grandson looks cheerful and displays a happy face.
Khanza was not aware that Naura's parents were at the door because she was watching her new student herself. But before long he finally regained his senses and immediately woke up from his squatting position.
"Eh Madam, sorry I didn't know there was a Madam."
"Don't call me Mrs Bu Khanza. Call me Mom. Oh yak I already know the name of Bu guru is Bu Khanza before getting acquainted." Mrs Prayoga began her communication with Khanza without any formal acquaintance with Khanza.
Madam Prayoga then extended her hand. "I'm Naura Bu Khanza's grandmother."
Khanza's mouth was open, "oh I think Mother is Naura's mother. Mom doesn't look like her Grandma, "honest Khanza said.
"Ah Bu Khanza could have been, "Mistress Prayoga said a little.
"Definitely Naura's mother career yak Bu, so Naura registered with her Grandmother." Khanza spoke without burden because he thought his words were right. He did not see the aura of Madam Prayoga's face that turned cloudy.
"I'm sorry ma'am, "say Khanza pulled the corner of his lips because of the changed look on Madame Prayoga's face.
"Naura darling, this is Grandma,,,." Khanza diverted his own talks because it did not feel good himself was sassy to discuss about the mother of Naura.
Naura. He is engrossed in continuing his activities, coloring pictures with his new friends.
Due to Naura's illness, Khanza approached the new student. "Sweet that there's Grandma."
"Biarin Ma'am teacher. I'm gonna get a little shitty again."