My 100th Secretary's
Didna

Bayu O'Grady Apartment in Manhattan

Bayu felt his nose smell the aroma of coffee and Indonesian specialties... Fried rice and omelet. The nose looks moving - the motion feels the smell of cooking.

"Mom's... Cook the fried rice yes.." he muttered in a position still closed his eyes.

"Yes the fried rice" replied a woman's voice that made Bayu open his eyes.

Not mommy's voice. Bayu immediately sat down and looked towards the kitchen. It appears Ajeng tied his hair high showing his tie neck by wearing his pajamas busy in the kitchen.

Bayu looked at the wall clock and was surprised when the clock was already showing at eight in the morning. How can I sleep so well?! Did you know there was a Ajeng in the apartment?

"Jeng, what day is it?" Suddenly Bayu felt a disorientation of place and time.

"Sunday, mas Kal-el" Ajeng replied while preparing orange juice.

"What time do you wake up?"

"A half hour five. Go cook the rice..."

"Kok I don't know?"

"Lha the father sleeps very soundly until snoring" said Ajeng cuek.

"When do I snore Jeng?" Bayu stood up and walked towards his fiancee.

"Ngorok. Gini noh ... Grok grok grok" said Ajeng who even like the sound of a pig makes Bayu thawed.

"Jeng, you're like Miss Piggy." Bayu immediately hugged Ajeng and kissed the girl's forehead. "I haven't brushed my teeth and there's no mint candy on the table so it can't be anything like in Jakarta."

A little laugh. "Basic guy modus !"

"But you love me, don't you, Jeng?"

"Lha mas Kal-el is a limited edition."

"Jeng, yuk's quick wedding?"

"Can't be Mr. Bayu dear, I'm still under contract. Your own father signed." Ajeng's black eyes twitched wittyly and his tone returned to a secretary tone.

"I'm kok rada nyesel ya sign the contract.." muttered Bayu.

"Bah mas Kal-el take a shower first. We have breakfast." Ajeng let go of Bayu's embrace and then turned the big and burly body to enter his bedroom.

"Mandiin Jeng.." sedu Bayu made Ajeng snort.

"Kal-el's gonna get a floating frying pan?"

Bayu laughs. "You have a bar-bar talent as well." Bayu kissed Ajeng's cheeks. "Have you taken a shower?" The man smelled the fragrance of his soap on Ajeng's body which somehow became sexy even though his soap was typical masculine. But how in Ajeng so different taste.

"It's dong mas..."

Bayu looked at Ajeng with a gaze that made the girl wary.

"Pak Bayuuu.." Ajeng's tone makes Bayu must return to reality, not the mind of the yes-yes.

"Mandi kok Jeng's... A bath..." Bayu also entered his room while Ajeng to the dining area. Bayu Apartment is large and like a mini penthouse.

Ajeng still set the table when he heard the sound of the apartment door opening and how surprised the girl was when she found out who had come.

"Mother Gandari? Mr Abiyasa?" said Ajeng bertahan.

"Ajengs? Where's Bayu?" asked Gandari who was no less surprised to see Ajeng wearing pajamas that he knew were new.

Abiyasa can only hold her temple because she is also surprised her son brought his girlfriend to stay at his apartment and now his girl is wearing new pajamas? Abiyasa is deeply rooted in the heart. Anyone would think the same way with him.

"Mas.. uh Mr. Bayu was bathing Mr. Gandari.." answered Ajeng stuttered.

Before long Bayu came out with a small towel in hand while drying his hair. "Jeng, eat up, I'll drive you home before the first lady... MOMMY ? DAD ?" Bayu's blue eyes widened to see his parents were already in the apartment and he glanced at Ajeng who looked down uncomfortable and frightened.

"Mom, Dad ... It's not what you think it is..." Bayu rushes to Ajeng to protect the girl from her mother's rampage.

"What the f** are you thinking Bayu Aarav Blair O'Grady ! Ask your mommy to hang? Want all your opa to rise from the grave for your jewer ! O Allah BAYUUU ! Mommy never taught you to macem-macem the same girl let alone to ruin her !" namel Gandari who was preparing to hit Bayu with his Hermes Birkin bag.

Abiyasa then checked CCTV from Bayu's big screen tv and indeed the speech of his son was proven. "Why did you enter your room at three? Tahajud?"

"Eh. errrr..."

"BAJUAN!" Gandari has gone.

"See Ajeng... Aduuuhhhh duh duh ! Mom ! Your Birkin limited edition!" Bayu protects his head with his hand hit by Gandari's bag.

"Astaghfirullah's... " Abiyasa just shook his head. "Ajeng, come here !"

Ajeng walked slowly towards Abisatya.

"Why did you sleep here last night?"

Ajeng looked at the blonde-haired man with gray hair there with a little fear. "I..all exposed... My stomach acid goes up Abi sir. And I almost fainted from a real pain..."

"Why do you have acid reflux? Bayu what are you? Make you sick?" Gandari rushed to Ajeng and checked the girl's condition.

"Kok I'm wrong again?" Bayu Protest.

"There must be a scapegoat ! Who's wrong are you wearing a black shirt?" sahut Gandari cuek made Bayu look and then walk towards Ajeng.

"Not Mr Bayu but myself Bu Gandari." He stared nervously at Gandari.

"I saw last night that Blaze and Samuel were here. Means Ajeng is sick" Abiyasa said while showing CCTV footage.

Gandari also heard the conversation of his son and nephew. "Let's sit down, let's talk..."

"Mom, the fried rice is cold later and Ajeng must be filled in the stomach rather than later get ulcer again." Bayu gave the code to Gandari.

"Yes, we ate all the talk. Ajeng is also recovering" said Abiyasa trying to compromise with his wife who is still in hot fashion.

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Gandari and Abiyasa enjoy the Ajeng-made fried rice which according to him is very tasty.

"You're good at cooking, Jeng" praised Gandari.

"Thank you, Mrs Gandari" smiled.

"Now the story from the beginning why Ajeng can be sick?" Abiyasa stared intently at his son.

Bayu also told what happened during the wine auction event and how Ajeng looked shocked to hear the price. Discomfort and insecure Ajeng that made him over thinking to trigger his stomach acid rose plus his stomach was empty.

"Jeng, I'll tell ya. Almost everyone who enters the Pratomo family must all feel insecure. Including me, even though I was used to working in high-class circles because of my profession, but the feeling remained. That's natural. But do not make it a burden because of what, everyone can accept you. Jakarta family how are you? The Turin kids too. You're not just with the London, Dubai, Tokyo and Queensland families. Jeng, Bayu love you, love you... That's what you're holding. Remain an ordinary Ajeng, a carefree Ajeng, a cheerful Ajeng, who is able to make this vicious child hurricane change..."

"Moooom..."

Gandari raised his index finger signaling his son to be silent. "Don't think too much. Just let it flow ... Okay ? Enjoy life... Let's just say you get a new family that makes you smile again. Okay?"

He looked at Gandari with teary eyes and the girl stood up and hugged Gandari. "Thank you, Mrs Gandari."

"Jeng Samama. Tomorrow you're back with me!"

Bayu. "MOOOM!"

There is a ketar nih

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