My 100th Secretary's
Gandari and Ajeng

RR's Meal Soho New York

Ajeng follows Gandari who goes into a high end restaurant where to eat there must waiting list a few weeks. But Gandari's mom just come in?

"Steffi, where's Mas Jendra?" gandari asked the girl who was at the reception desk.

"Oh Mr. McCloud is in the kitchen, Mrs O'Grady. Would you like to use the VIP room?" steffi said kindly.

"By, Stef. Please open it."

Steffi took a special key and walked ahead of the two women to open a door made of teak wood. Afterwards they entered and Steffi turned on the AC in the room.

Ajeng saw the VIP room that was neatly arranged and looked very exclusive and sophisticated, making himself between minders and happy to be able to enter the restaurant that is not imagined playing in without having to queue.

"Just two people, Mrs O'Grady?" ask Steffi.

"Yes, just two people."

Steffi nodded and prepared the tableware for two people. After everything was ready, the girl informed the menu this afternoon and Gandari also agreed to join the menu that had been determined while Ajeng only nodded when Gandari said they chose the menu today.

After entering the order on his tablet, Steffi left Gandari with Ajeng. The girl felt that the mother of this Twister wind was trying to interrogate and research about her.

***

"Now, you're telling me the same story. How did you become Bayu's secretary?" Gandari stared intently at Ajeng making the girl a little twinkling with the queen mother.

Ajeng also told about himself who was finally recruited by Gemma and Gandari could only gawk at hearing the absurd reason Ajeng wanted to work with people who could speak Indonesian and Javanese.

"How can you say that?" ask Gandari.

"I found out that the CEO was Abiyasa O'Grady and only people with Javanese or Indonesian blood had such a name."

"Didn't Indians wear them? Abiyasa language, Bayu, Radeva it comes from sanskrit which is also one of the roots of Javanese?"

"It's not so much Bu Gandari. The Javanese writing dates from the 9th century in the form of ancient Javanese language. From there the Javanese language evolved with various influences from Indian and Arabic traders to become the new Javanese language as we know it in the 15th century. At first the writing still follows the Indian script, which then made itself into the hanacaraka letters that we know today. So the Indian Sanskrit language is not the root of Javanese but one of the influences to ancient Javanese" Ajeng explained, making Gandari gawking.

"Huh? How do you know?" ask Gandari in amazement.

"I have read the history of Java Bu including the history of Javanese letters" Ajeng replied shyly. "So if the name of Mr. Abiyasa, pak Bayu and Pak Radeva was taken from a mixture of Javanese and Sanskrit it is true but the Sanskrit language affects the ancient Javanese language before. Kan was once the Javanese embraced animism that developed into kejawen..."

Gandari stared in amazement with Ajeng's knowledge. "Astuti says you're smart."

"Not even Mom. It's just a coincidence that I like to read history books in addition to reading novels and comics.." Ajeng's smile was low.

"But Jeng, today where there are native wong jowo who still want to learn the history of his tribe. I dhewe sing wong Jowo, gek ngerti Iki nek kowe ora kandani (i myself the Javanese, only know this if you do not tell )" said Gandari.

"Bu Gandari ngunu ik (so yes ) .." Ajeng's smile made Gandari widest.

"Ya Allah Wiswa suwi ora krungu special accent Semarangan (has not heard the typical accent of Semarangan )" Gelak Gandari.

"Soalah Bu Gandari still speak Javanese so I'm really talking!"

"Are you the same Bayu does not use Javanese or Indonesian?" Gandari stopped his words when the servant came in to bring them lunch. After the servants left, Gandari and Ajeng began to eat lunch.

"Pak Bayu does not allow me to use Indonesian, let alone Javanese in the office but I ngeyel only because sometimes tho Bu, good talking using Javanese language that can not be implemented into English. Often tho Bu, I talk mixed Indonesian and Javanese but Pak Bayu reply with English. But that's if we're both in Bayu's office. Kinds of ludruk or ketoprak humor is not clear but connected.." Ajeng replied while bribing his mashed potatoes.

Again Gandari gawked at Ajeng's words. Fix it! This is the most powerful secretary!

Ajeng. "Nyuwun Sewu Bu Gandari, but I have a contract with PRC Group that I have to manufacture Bayu sir. So I am committed to remain secretary pak Bayu even though sometimes my boss likes to change according to the winds are not clear."

"What do you mean Jeng? Changed according to unclear wind?" gandari was confused.

"Sorry Bu Gandari is not my intention to vilify the mother's child but Mr. Bayu it could be the morning breeze from the North . uh afternoon turned into a hurricane from the southeast. Afternoon before home, a bit calm like the wind from the west ... The wind is not clear, ma'am."

Gandari laughed out loud at the analogy of his son's secretary. "Oh Allah, you know I have ngene tho (funny like this)."

"Mom, life is heavy so digawe kesu wae lah (made delicious is ). Nek kabotan nyunggi mind, marakke lara (if you mind thinking, make pain )" said Ajeng kalem.

"Touch (right ). So, in addition to English, Indonesian and Javanese, you can speak any more languages?"

"Language, including ma'am?" reply Ajeng by putting on a plain face.

"Astaghfiullah! Ajengs!"

***

PRC Group Building Manhattan New York, Abiyasa O'Grady Workspace

Bayu sat down with his father while stirring his macaroni salad. His eyes looked dreamy and his mind was not on Abiyasa O'Grady's desk.

"Why are you Bay?" asked Abiyasa who saw his son look upset.

"Ajeng brought mommy."

Abiyasa. "Your mommy was here? "

"Yes. Keep abducting my secretary.." Bayu.

"Yes at most you just pay the ransom (the ransom)" said Abiyasa Cuek and put the piece of meat into his mouth.

"Dad!"

"Lha, how's Bay? Your mommy if you already have karep (wish ) can not be contested, let alone kepo about your secretary!"

"But Ajeng is nothing!"

"Ajeng did not say anything but his camera is why - why cumiiii!" reply Abiyasa while staring intently at Bayu.

"Why am I?"

"Bay, you're smart. Cumlaude. Think for yourself!"

The bayu manyun. Why me?

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