Lady'S Gentleman
Ravana

Yakutia,

The Northeast of Russia.

"Gue go back first." sizzled Bram while taking off his project suit.

Trevor, who had thrown his head at the table due to exhaustion, traveled Dubai-Moscow, not yet a road to Yakutia, so that he had to negotiate with the workers to the extent that he had to pay this compensation - it was for moral reasons, and now Bram wants to go home first?!

"You mean?!" trevor asked while glaring.

"Gue has to prepare for Tole's wedding. I'm alone in time..."

"Ah yes... I forgot to get married tomorrow..." Trevor slapped himself back.

"Good business losses here are just making a nyesek... I may be sindir bokap.." he again complained.

"Who's Gunawan in exchange? Not Mitha, right? Bureaucracy here if it has become the President of the American company can not serve as the President in Russia." said Bram.

"Gue pjs (temporary replacement)... Andre Wijaya of Garnet Bank. He used to be a manager at the Garnet Hotel before at the Bank, had studied Russian at UN."

"Andre Wijaya isn't his nephew Mr Stephen?"

"Yes that Andrew..."

"Andrew.hm..."

"Why?"

"Selena's servant." Bram continued.

Trevor rounded his eyes. "Ohya? When did she ever date Selena?!"

"Their time of college... Yes I agree, which is far away all work at the north pole if necessary, let's not meet again with my candidates.." said Bram with a gloomy face.

"Weiss... Rival love..." Trevor berdehem's. "...He's for me, not for you, He's mine, not yours... Go you, Don't you bother, Let me get close to him." and start singing.

Bram gawking.

"Deevah... I can make jokes lu Yeee... Where did you learn from, huh?!" exclaim Bram while lifting the work contract to throw Trevor.

"You'll Never Get It 'cause he gave me a sign of love, Don't you dream too much, oh, He's For me.." and Trevor ran away giggling, with the work contract sheet milling around it thrown Bram.

(Song Lyrics, title "He's Mine" Th. 2007, popularized by "Yovie & Nuno)

*****

"Duh, Mr. Trevor... How rushed?!" Mitha clung to her arm as it staggered when Trevor hit her for avoiding Bram.

"Eits... I'm sorry Ma'am, the Bram is inflamed again..."

"Why?"

Trevor just grinned. "Mother Mitha herself, how is it?" He switched the conversation.

"I think I have to be here until tomorrow, I can't finish it in a day, this. Freelance workers have indeed been handled, but it turns out that many audits are off the mark... Duh, actually I'm dizzy, hehehehe..."

In a state of dizziness, Mitha still had a whimper.

"okay... Solved as best you can. I'm dropping the schedule for his return. But tomorrow we don't want to go to Jakarta because Dimas wants to get married, Ma'am..."

"Oh yes!! How's Bram?"

"Bram's coming home in a minute."

"Keep us both tomorrow?"

"Yes..."

"Hm..."

Then the state of silence.

*****

Milady wiggled into all the rooms.

Slender...

He's just alone?

Where's Sebastian?

He thought as he swept his gaze across the entire penthouse room.

Milady did promise to ask for 5 minutes... But finally so all day because it seems his frustration is not easy to subside.

Milady only remembered her '5 minutes' when she woke up this morning.

Why, Me?

Milady thought while sitting on the living room couch, in the same place she first met Sebastian.

Sitting there while looking at the painting Amedeo Modigliani depicting the female body.

Cost trillions...

Milady just found out lately, if the painting is so expensive.

Okay, back again.

What am I?

Why is it that when I see Sebastian, I get so upset...

Am I sick?

Milady sighed.

No. gabe. I'm not sick.

It even feels very fresh.

But... I hungry.

Want to eat meat... Thought Milady

Ting.tong...

The sound of bells.

Milady frowning.

It was definitely not Sebastian who came, there was no way the man would have struck the bell in his own residence.

Milady opened the door.

"Eh, Mas Arman." said Milady.

"Milady's mother." Arman slightly lowered his head as he greeted Milady. "Father at Ms. Sulastri's house, she may have sent a message to Ms. Milady's phone, try it on the check. I'm here because I'm going to take Mbak to Ms. Sulastri's house."

Ms. Sulastri is Dimas' mother.

"Oh... Go in first, I'm not ready for it."

Arman walked in and sat on the sofa by the window.

"I want to talk to you about something, Mother..."

"Regard what?"

"More in a personal direction anyway." Arman's forehead frowned as the man fiddled with his phone.

"Take me change clothes and dress up, shall you?" milady exclaimed from the room.

"Yes." Yeah." Arman walked up to Milady's room and stood leaning against the door with his eyes fixed on the screen.

"Mas Arman?"

"Should it be there or what? I'm gonna change my clothes." Milady.

Arman looked at him expressionlessly. "My position can't go too far to talk about this, because the walls in the hotel are quite thin." said Arman.

Milady sighed.

Then the woman turned her hand, giving the code for Arman to turn her body around.

"So..." Arman turned his body. "Jawab it, Yes or No."

The man read something from his cell phone.

"Is Miss Milady sensitive to certain smells?"

"Not really." Milady replied while changing clothes.

"Suddenly want to eat meat?"

"Well yes!"

"Feeling often annoyed at something absurd?"

"Lumayan... Aye." Yeah."

"What's your period now?"

Silent...

"Hm... This month seems to have not been able to menstruate." Milady sounded muttering.

"Sick stomach?"

"No..."

"Felt weak?"

"Not really."

"Adrenalin overload? Always moving."

"Yes... It's like that."

Then Arman held out a box of cardboard.

"Try the test in the bathroom, Ma'am."

"What's this?" Milady opened the box. "Test Pack?!"

Arman nodded.

Milady stunned.

"To be frank, Ma'am... I was just instructed to wait for Ma'am in the lobby, I came up here without your knowledge. But he kroeng-kroeng continue because his Mbambak mengambek problem dress. So yes, I just bought that initiative... Let my heart be at ease." said Arman.

Milady squinted her eyes at Arman.

"Mas Arman is very understanding well." but the woman was not even sure Arman was sincerely doing this.

"...don't-don't..." Milady did not continue his sentence.

Arman looked at her while sneering.

"Even though I am experienced about women, it does not mean that I often give a testpack to my girlfriends... It's just pure feeling. Because if the mama makes trouble, who bothers me again-me again..." As if Arman could figure out Milady's heart.

"Oh, so all this time feeling bothered with me?!" Milady starts sewot.

"That's it... Got to me again... His words are flipped back and forth." complained Arman.

"Mas, since we're just the two of us, you don't have to pretend to be innocent. You see, I have also often pretended to be calm for the sake of survival, so I know that there are similar creatures." said Milady while heading to the bathroom.

Arman took his breath.

Sabaaar...

His fizz in heart.

Then she sat down in front of Milady's dresser.

And pay attention to the assortment of make up there.

A minute...

He began to think, it looks like Milady often uses one of the brands of local skin care brands until there is a bottle that is almost exhausted, while next to it there is a similar bottle that is still new.

A minute and thirty seconds...

Arman began looking through Milady's Lipstick collection.

Two minutes...

Arman started exploring the perfume section.

"Mas Armaaann!!!" milady screams while coming out of the bathroom and hitting Arman's back.

"God! How is it!! How!!!" He shook Arman's body violently.

"Oh duh...! What the hell, madam, sick!! Don't use it!!" exclaims Arman while wagging Milady.

And the woman lifted her testpack.

Right in front of Arman's eyes.

Two lines...

Positively pregnant.

"God... His ravana has appeared..." Arman complained.

"Who is rahwana?!"

"That's... Candidate baby..."

"Why should his name be Ravana?!"

"That would fit.." sizzled Arman. "... Same as his Father. Besides, don't need to be stuck in my face, it's a pee!" exclaimed Arman while frowning in disdain.

"If her daughter is a girl?"

"Kok feeling I'm a man well. just change so Rahwani hehehehe..."

"Ngga's funny, Mas... How do I go?!"

"Where do I know... I will definitely be more worried than yesterday... Good bye leyeh-leyeh..." Arman waved his hand with a face made sad.

"Arman's Mas turned out to be really yahoo yah!"

"Lah said to myself that I can freely express myself when I'm alone." murmured the man while putting the perfume bottle back into place.

Milady immediately photographed his testpack with sparkling eyes.

"Mbak.." call Arman.

"What?"

"Know that Ayumi is now at my place."

Milady raised his head.

"Yes knows. Why?"

Arman seemed to think while staring at Milady's dresser.

"She came here without any clothes and other personal belongings. My bonus has not been paid yet. So then... Are there any clothes or makeup that are rarely used, that can be donated to me for Ayumi to wear?"

Milady immediately grinned.