Jatukarmas
Jatukarma Season 2 Chapter 50

The handsome young man, looked at the dumbstruck girl in front of him.

"You know me?" tanyanya.

"No way.no way .." murmured the girl, looking like confusion. Her face is sad.

"Good Saksena... Why did you follow me to the modern world?" said the girl with an expression that was really hard to guess.

The young man was confused. Before he could say anything, Prasetya had preceded the talk.

"Good, this is Citra Kartika, Om's daughter who is recovering from illness..."

"Oh .." The young man nodded in understanding, looking at the girl intensely.

She's a very pretty girl. It looks like the face of the father in the female version. Ayu, graceful, authoritative. Too bad, it seems his psychic is a bit distracted.

"Citra Kartika," the girl reached out. For some reason, the girl looked upset.

Shake that delicate hand. Apparently, the girl had a pretty strong hand grip.

"Good Saksena Prawira. " The young man said his name with a smile. Although the girl did not return her smile, and continued to look at her with a probing look.

"It's nice to meet you, Citra!"

"Ah, yes.iyaaa...I'm also happy to meet you again, Good." Citra said with a mysterious smile.

"We've met?"

"Yes!" answer Citra Kartika steady.

Harry and Prasetya looked at. They were also astonished when Citra suddenly mentioned the name Bagus Saksena. As they recall, Bagus Saksena had never met Citra Kartika.

"Ohya? Did ya? How nice it would be if we had met before. Then I will often meet with Citra. Can you please Om?" Bagus Saksena threw her candlestick at Prasetya.

"Oh, can, can. Come visit anytime, good.. We would be happy to welcome you. Isn't that right, Citra?"

The image just smiles. He glanced at Bagus Saksena who turned out to be looking at him.

"Ohya Citra, Mr. Prasetya, Harry.. I have to meet the director of this Hospital. I go first, yeah?" Nice Saksena say goodbye.

"Please, son ..."

"Please, Mas..."

"Please !"

While walking down the hospital aisle, Bagus Saksena's thoughts continue to drift on the mysterious beautiful girl princess of Om Pratesya, her father's business partner.

Kartika Citra.

The girl immediately mentioned her name appropriately, even saying that they had met. He never saw the girl anywhere.

At least in his memory. Or maybe something has been forgotten. It doesn't feel possible.

But, the girl's gaze, her smile, her voice did feel familiar. It was as if he had gotten used to it, even though he had often mentioned the name of the girl.

I don't know when and where.

Is this called dejavu ?

Unknowingly, Bagus looked back, towards Citra Kartika. Coincidentally, the girl was looking at him. Realizing the young man turned to him, Citra smiled.

Mysteriously.

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Five months have passed in Jakarta. The busy city.

After his father left the hospital, Bagus Saksena decided to settle permanently in Jakarta. The Harvard University graduate previously lived in Singapore to take care of his father's business.

Now the father's health is not so good and often sickly, so the parents asked him to settle in Jakarta.

"Let our branch in Singapore be taken care of by Beny" said Mr. Soni, Bagus' father. Beny is Mr. Soni's nephew.

Actually Bagus did not agree to leave the responsibility to Beny. His cousin is tenacious and smart, but too ambitious and likes to play women.

Good not sure the branch that has only been established for two years in Singapore and is intensively building relationships, can be handled Beny well.

But he also could not let his father's head office in Jakarta not be handled by the right person. Because he also can't trust his sister, Bagas. The war is not much different from Beny.

The young man squirmed in his luxurious bed.

The gadget rings early in the morning.

"Hello baby?" good word after seeing the name listed on the screen.

"Honey, I miss you so much.but you forget me. .." the spoiled voice across greeted his ears.

"Of course not, Merlyn. Look in your account. Today's our anniversary, I've sent you a gift. "

Momentary silence. The person across the middle is checking his M-Bank . A few moments later his voice came back to say hello.

"You are so marvelous, amazing, lovely ..!" the girl was excited. "I'm going to buy the latest edition. Thankyou, Honey... But when did you come here? I'm really miss you, Hon..."

"Patience, Merlyn. As soon as my business was done, I flew straight to Singapore. Maybe next week. I miss you too." Missed the girl's body, to be exact.

A body that is always able to satisfy the passion of his blood. A beautiful and very awake body just for him.

"But when. Hon? You want to make me die kangen yaa.." squealed the girl spoiled.

"Maybe next week, Mer. Just wait, yach..." Nice smile .

She has been preparing a surprise for the lover she has been dating for 11 years.

Merlyn is actually the daughter of a former maid in the Nice house .

They grew up together, played together since childhood. Although they are 5 years old, they always get along. Precisely with Bagas who was the same age as him, Merlyn was often bullied and invited to fight.

When he graduated High School, Merlyn was financed by Mr. Soni in Surabaya. Two years ago when Merlyn finished her graduation, she was immediately taken to Singapore to become her secretary.

Secretary, as well as lover. What a fun and exciting mutualism.

Actually Bagus has planned to menboyong Merlyn back to Jakarta. It'll be a nice surprise for Merlyn. Picked her up to Singapore, to be taken to their headquarters and introduced her as the Vice President's future wife.

Merlyn would be so happy. Good to imagine the face of her lover who is ayu and sweet beamed happily. Maybe he will shed happy tears.

From morning Good was busy giving instructions to Bik Wati, her domestic assistant. The house is being tailed to Merlyn's taste. The artisans have rehabilitated all the parts to fit the dream of Merlyn .

Good day was busy in the office to delegate some important tasks to his subordinates. Adit, his assistant told him that tomorrow their office will be the arrival of a new representative for the meeting.

"I trust you, Adit. You set everything up. I wasn't in Singapore long. Just three days" said Good.

"Ciee, the boss wants to pour a barrel of oil yaa.." tease Adit.

"Your conscience ."

"I understand the boss, wong has five months ga oil change, must have been on ngadat tuh in dalem.." said Adit.

"It looks like you really understand the oil business. Or you I moved to a branch office in Brazil yaa Dit, let's live the taste more." threatening Good.

"Geez, my boss. Get out first !" Adit immediately went to his room next to the room Nice.

The young man was clucking. His assistant is his own best friend from elementary school to college, until his martial arts are asking for forgiveness. Fortunately they are thick friends born bathin. If not, maybe the assistant was sent to Brazil real long ago.

"Ohya boss," the look of Adit's crybaby appeared again at the door of Nice's room.

"The new representative of our partner has just moved to Jakarta. His plan was to temporarily settle in our hotel, because he did not want to stay at his family home. Before he gets his own home. "

"Oh?" Good shrugging his shoulders. " You take care of everything. Make sure she's comfortable ."

"Beres, boss ! "

Nice to scratch a signature on the last file on his desk. He got up and packed up as Adit's head appeared again at the corner of the doorway.

"Boss.."

"What else?"

"Don't forget the safety..."

A paperweight floated into Adit's head. The hilarious man had run away first to save his head from the bumps.

It was good to curse at that assistant who was fond of bothering him. He hastily packed his bag, then ordered the general secretary to call the driver.

He had to rush to catch an afternoon flight to Singapore .

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