Office Hour
Mas Bram Phone Number

Finished accompanying Selena, I went to the cafeteria following Daniel. There was Fendi, Arya and the tumbens of the Bebeb.

"Gengs.." I said. They seem to be talking about something weird.

"Mas ngene Mas! Strange iki Mas!” the Bebeb waved to me. This is a guy who is usually calm why be a gini?

Bebeb continued the story, “I don't want to sign, but yo how I was Kadiv Kredit! Just like I'm not ACC, I can get fired, Stephen! He makes his credit Gunawan must goal." complained Bebeb.

"Bro,” Fendi nudged Bebeb's shoulder, “Tahu no, the first time the proposal came, even to my table, I immediately refused! I am marketing funding is told to borrow credit, he said if Bebeb who fussed long time! Do you know what he said when I refused the proposal? He said I was the most useless employee, eating a blind salary, not loyal to the company, and I was lined up as a follower Dimas! Gileeeee!!" exclaim Fendi.

I pat Fendi on the shoulder.

"Congratulations, Bro... You were also rejected as my Follower! Like I make a perverted flow organization aje," I chanted.

"So I'm in mutation to another part, well, with pleasure, bro.." said Fendi. “Gue know Beb, you know intentionally long because there must be ‘something wrong’ right! That's why I don't take any chances! Aje good career I bet for Gunawan that I do not know also looks! Many people today say that! Niiih I am! I know Bagaswirya's dedengkotnya!”

Know the same Princess is already exorbitant.

Yeah but I'd rather hang out in Mr. Sebastian's room than see you again.

They were still complaining about Gunawan Ambrose as my eyes stared at another figure

I think I know him.

The hooded woman is covered from top to bottom, innocent-faced and always sparkling eyes. She's in a non-smoking area feeding her son. It seemed like he was only carrying his youngest child because it did not look like other crucibles were running around him. Usually Romanoff's screams resonate in my ears but this time quiet silence.

I approached him.

"Corn, mom. Gunawan's wife, right?" My god.

He lifted his face, then met with red.

"What the hell is Dimaaaas!" he swapped me while hitting my arm. Yesterday it felt like he didn't want to come into contact with me, now it feels sad.

“Ngapain is here, beautiful? Roman same Rizky where?’

“School is Mas, anyways they can't know I'm here, you're in-house,”

“Hah?”

“My husband is here, you know right?”

I just took a deep breath.

I can see why he's here. The woman with her feeling, her sharp instincts cannot be underestimated. Especially the instinct of a mother.

I tried to switch the conversation to something else.

“I want to marry you,” I said.

“Hah?”

“Invitation I sent via WA yes, which prints only for directors because of it, weight and lots of prints. You I invite specifically about it good friend,”

“Congratulations ya Maaaas! Duh finally gave up her single life. The wedding must be the same... Ma'am Meilinda yak? Your boss was yesterday, right? Hehehe,” he looks teasing me.

I pouted, really this Mitha. Very sharp feeling. I don't remember saying I was having a love affair with Meilinda with her.

“Where the hell do you know,” grumbled.

“Yaaah, hehe,” and the look on his face turned sour. In silence she feeds Raka back.

I feel like something strange is going on.

I stopped his hand, knowing that Raka's mouth that was still full of porridge would not be able to accommodate the next bribe. Then it says, “What happened? Why are you here?”

He sighed. "Well, maybe it's just my prejudice,"

"What's? I want to hear.." I said.

Mitha looked at me doubtfully.

"It's just my feeling... I'm used to being jealous of my husband's behavior." he said. Then he leaned over her body and whispered. "It looks like your fiancee and Gunawan know each other. I saw Gunawan also looking towards him like sad. And your fiancee's like there's a grudge against Gunawan."

He's very precise. Mitha's instincts cannot be underestimated.

Wife, if you are in love with her husband, her instinct will certainly be sharpened.

That's why I feel there's no point in lying to Mitha. He'll know if I hide the truth and once I lie he won't believe me anymore. But I try not to openly admit everything.

I sighed and looked at Mitha.

Just looking at him in silence.

He could definitely catch my point of view.

And true...

He immediately guessed what happened.

"You.." he hissed. But I shook my head, the code so as not to continue the sentence if he did not want to feel more hurt. He has 3 children from Gunawan. There are things that are better not disclosed and remain silent for the sake of the wholeness of the household and the mentality of their children.

“Now Meilinda is mine, and she seems to have paid no heed to Gunawan." I said.

Mitha was silent.

His eyes look bright while feeding Raka.

"Dimas, be honest with me. Did you know that Gunawan has-"

"I knew. "That's fast. "Meilinda knows, the entire Bataragunadi family knows, and I'm sure you know too."

"I try not to know. I have children from him." he snorted. "Then... What's he... How far does this have to do with your fiancee?"

I let out a breath.

"Well, a lot of things. Gunawan took advantage of Meilinda's unstable condition after the divorce. But Gunawan often asked Meilinda to send sexy photos and phone s**.." I said. "When we met you guys\, Meilinda wasn't mine yet... We actually followed Gunawan to Bandung. To ask for an explanation about the continuity of the relationship. And apparently Gunawan prefers you and the kids\,"

"Yes, because if we get divorced, he loses a lot, and will not be able to support other wives and children,”

“You know about his other wives?”

We were silent for quite a while.

He continued to feed Raka.

I sipped my coffee.

Then turn to my gang who are still cool with Stephen and Sarah.

"Mitha's... If you need help, you can take down my number." I said at last.

He nodded and gave me his number.

"She often does not pick up the phone if it's work, I can be asked for all day. But I'm usually around him. Well, it's outrageous because I brought a child here, Raka still needs breast milk, she's not 2 years old yet. But I feel the need to watch her,"

"You want to go upstairs? We have a nursing room, there's a baby bed if Raka's drowsy."

Eyes sparkling. "I want to!"

We're busting and I'm helping her carry Raka. While Mitha carried a bag of baby equipment and pushed the stroller.

"Gengs, I'm going upstairs for a bit.." I said to the gang. They looked at me holding a baby.

Bodo is highly suspect macem-macem.

*****

I walked over to Andrew when I returned to my room.

Then sit leaning against the edge of the table beside him.

Andrew was silent.

He kept typing but his movements became stomping.

He lifted his face and looked at me with a cynical look.

Then he refocused on the computer screen and played his mouse.

"Andrew, I need your help with the prospect that Mr. Stephen brought from Gunawan Ambrose. You may not know. You know."

He sighed but was still dumb.

"Lo knows which is best for the company. I hope you are being wise... I need your help through the back road." I said.

He kicked the keyboard.

Then squinted my eyes at me.

Right now in the room there were only the two of us because it was lunchtime, people had already taken a break outside the office. So the action did not attract attention.

Andrew folded both hands on his chest, silent and leaned against his stool. He was calming down, perhaps, looking as if he closed his eyes. Maybe he cursed me too.

Not long after he took his phone.

Then contact someone and speak Russian.

This is how men are, sportsmen. The work. Feelings yes feelings.

While waiting for him to chat, I went to Pantry to grab a snack. Today there was a guest in Mr. Danu's room, the Gunawan Cs.

Definitely abundant snack supplies, peerless luxury treats. I snacked a little ah for energy. Once a snack, mulu mopi time.

**

When I returned to the room after finishing 3 kinds of fried and 2 wet cakes, Andrew was done with his phone. He seemed stunned to read something on his phone.

He also scratched the hairpin over his head while frowning.

Then I looked at me with a troubled look.

"There is no work permit on behalf of Gunawan Ambrose at the Russian branch of the Garnet Mining diamond mine. During this time they worked only using interstate company permits. Since Gunawan seems to be rarely seen in Russia, it has been more than a year he has not been to the branch." Andrew Spilling. "Gue send the document to your email."

I was immediately tense.

"Whose company license is on behalf of?" My toot.

"Johan's Company of America. You know what that means, Mas?!"

I'm getting stifling.

"That means, deception and embezzlement." I said.

Andrew nodded. "Johan's Company is officially registered to manage Garnet Group's diamond mines. They could rake in as much profit as a declaration from the representatives of the Garnet Group. And Garnet Mining lost its dividend rights. Fortunately, mining activities have not yet begun due to the winter. But employees must be paid by the hour, so Johans Company is trying to get a bailout from Garnet Bank." Obviously Andrew.

"Thank you's... Can you pass that on to Mr Sebastian?"

"Well how you are... I have a conflict of interest with me. If he finds out I'm a traitor, my life is threatened. You know Stephen's the guy who's soaking. I'm doing this because Garnet Group has helped my life. Not because you asked,"

I nodded in understanding, I just wanted to show that Andrew's dedication to the job was not half-and-half, I wanted Mr. Sebastian to know that, "You know what, you know, I'm asking your permission to give this info to Big Boss. I promise I won't say your name,"

Then he pulled out his phone.

I cringed and received his phone.

In front of the screen there is a contact, with the name Bram, but not yet filled in a phone number.

"That's the payment for the information I just gave you, Elo" he said.

Mam**pus...

"What's the fuck you want?" I'm more tense than I was, because it's about Masku.

"Make the Bram's phone number. I promise you I'll be involved as soon as possible, however I have to talk to this Bram, man to man."

It's very expensive for me to pay for this company...

To involve family.