KELANA
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The warehouse that became Mumu's residence measured 3x4 meters. It takes half a day to clean so it is worth living in.

To eat, Mumu was no longer worried. Not far from this room there is a common kitchen for staff who want to make coffee while working or just cook instant noodles.

All complete there. Gas stoves, water gallons, plates, glasses are all there. There is even a refrigerator. It's nice for these office workers.

But judging from the condition, this public kitchen is rarely used.

To buy rice and side dishes and daily necessities, Mumu has received a loan of money from Mr. Kadis.

After cleaning up, Mumu took a shower. Because according to the agreement today Mr. Kadis' man will pick up Mumu to come to his house.

Fifteen minutes later Mamu is picked up by a 40-year-old man. Sangar. It's like a bouncer.

Zidan. Because the person is quiet so Mumu is reluctant to ask a lot of questions.

They immediately glide. Apparently Mr. Kadis' house is on the East Cross road.

The house is big but looks quiet.

Your mother was taken to the living room. After that, Zidan left.

There's a sense of bedebar in Mumu's heart. He had never entered a town house. Life in the city is good. Of course, as long as you have the fulus.

Shortly afterwards we heard footsteps leading to the living room.

Mr. Kadis and beside him the woman that Mumu suspected was Mr. Kadis' wife.

Behind with his head lowered walked a beautiful girl. This must be his son who was told by Mr. Kadis hiss Mumu.

"As we discussed yesterday, from now on you are considered the husband of my daughter until she gives birth." Mr. Kadis said directly without stale. It's like a superior order against a subordinate. Mumu is not considered at all.

If it were not for the 'accident' that their child was experiencing, and because there was no one they could fool, then Mumu would not be worthy to sit down and talk with them.

Your mommy also noticed it so she just nodded. Not much cincong.

"I loaned you a cell phone, a motorcycle. You must be ready to be called at all times if we need you." Sir put the android phone and the motor key. "Now you can go!"

That'sallthatis. There is no unnecessary conversation. There is no negotiation. There are only orders to be carried out.

"Good, Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

Your mom went straight away after picking up her phone and motor key.

At first Mumu empathized with Wahab sir's family problem, but after seeing their attitude earlier, Mumu no longer cared. He had already begun to feel numb to the attitude of the rich who were ranking in this city.

At first there was a sense of anxiety with the help of Mr. Wahab, but now not anymore.

This is not helping.

It's business!

In business, there is only mutual benefit.

Although she was 19 years old, but Mumu's attitude is no longer childish as most teenagers.

Because your attitude looks more mature.

After guiding Bead's motorcycle out of the fence, Mumu immediately started. Because this is the first time Mumu riding a motorcycle so it is not fit to adjust the pull of the gas then no doubt Mumu immediately nyungsep on the side of the road.

With her heart pounding and knees still shaking, Mamu straightened up her motorbike afraid of being caught by people.

Learning from the experience, Mumu pulled the gas pedal slowly.

Although still a bit by but the motorbike began to creep away from the house of Mr. Wahab.

The wind slapped Mumu's face slowly so that her cold sweat started to dry up.

What a thrilling and profitable experience not to be discovered.

All this time Mumu only knew how to drive a motorcycle in theory. Just this time he ventured into direct practice.

It is also impossible that he said he could not ride a motorcycle in front of Mr. Wahab and his family.

In that regard, Wahab and his wife's son are still sitting in the living room.

No one's talking.

Mr. Wahab lit his cigarette. After three puffs and exhaling of cigarette smoke into the air he said, "Your identity is no longer a problem. After giving birth, you immediately moved to study at the Faculty of Medicine in Jogja. Everything is taken care of."

"So our son still has to give birth to this baby, Pa? Why don't we just throw it out? Mama doesn't want a grandchild whose origins aren't clear." Fierce buk Fatimah.

Wahab sighed, "If it's up to Mama to Mirna. Papa's not interfering." His word.

Wahab is not a good man. Because of the demands of work and for the sake of lasting office, good people can be evil, what else is a person like Mr. Wahab. But as bad as Mr. Wahab's behavior, he did not dare to kill innocent babies.

"What do you think, son?" Buk Fatimah turned to Mirna who had just been silent.

"We'll follow Papa's advice, ma. After giving birth, we leave the baby to the orphanage." Mirna answered with force.

Even though he was ashamed and his heart hurt and grudged Andika, but he was also guilty. To reduce the guilt so that she is willing to bear the burden of carrying until giving birth.

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It's still morning. The sun just rose. Mumu just finished sweeping and mopping up the library room. Body kerawangan. Therefore he returned to his room to rest for a while until his sweat dried up. The office was still quiet because the library staff had not yet arrived.

Because the library is the place for books so that Mumu grows a new hobby that is reading.

Any book he must read if there is free time. Although his memory was a bit bad at remembering something but it did not dampen his enthusiasm to read.

Books are the window of science!

Like this time while waiting for his sweat to dry, Mamu read a book about ancient Malay saga.

"Bombs!" The door of his room slammed with a loud noise. Mumu was very surprised.

"Ooo this is your job! Lounging in the room during business hours!" A furious face stood in front of the room while shaking his waist. While his right index finger pointed towards Mumu.

Mumu immediately stood up, "Courteous brother, Brother! What do you mean by slamming the door?" Your mom got her anger stirred.

Since working here he is not comfortable with Rani the woman who is this pretentious.

Usually, Mumu chose to be silent and obedient even though she was often rumored and told by Rani.

But this time Rani's attitude has crossed the line according to him.

Come up angry and accuse the unclear. Mumu was sure the work was done from morning.