Office Hour
The Funny Truth
“Who do you mean by my twin?” the sexy woman came out of the bathroom hugging her beloved cell phone on her chest.
I've been sitting quietly in bed, wearing shorts and a tee shirt while typing the report of the findings this time. I wrote there, Guarantee basically meets the requirements of submission except one thing, which is not marketable because the environment is very hidden and only suitable for certain circles.
I recommend replacing the guarantee that is more strategic.
“Do not eat in bed dong,” complains Bu Meilinda. I bit my fries.
“That's ma'am, Foie Gras and her Caviar are on the table,” hiss. Just now the MMM delivered it.
“Waaaah great! Very luxurious..”.
I cringed while biting my fried chicken. Goose liver that is forced to ‘besar’.. types of food that before processing torture animals first. Corn to make their hearts swell. What's that good?
But yes suitable for Bu Meilinda, torturer people use work.
“That's the photo above who's mom? Her husband is Miss Agatha?” I pointed at the big photo on the tv with my chin.
A man in typical Tanah Sunda clothes, grinning while showing off Kujang with intricate carvings. I've learned, such a carving indicates an organization or the owner's membership.
“Oh, it's Tirem Aki,” said Bu Meilinda as she stared at the large photo.
Not that I'm interested in the photo, but as a cleaver fan, I'm interested in the kujang that he showed off.
“Is he Prabu's brother Angling Darma?” I was actually going to joke.
“If not wrong in-laws, his son he married Angling Darma,” said Bu Melinda. His face is serious.
“I'm just kidding, ma'am,” I said quickly.
“I'm not kidding,” Bu Meilinda smiled thinly meaningfully.
“But from its name ‘Bagaswirya’ no delays bu,”
“Physically and historically it has nothing to do. But unseen, Tyrem Aki is until now his spirit is chained by Eyang Gandhes because of a covenant,”
“Hah?” many quick.
“You believe?”
“No,”
“Ya already, no need to continue. There's no point in talking to a skeptic,”
“I am not a skeptic, I only measure most events based on logic,”
“Mostly, yes... Then just trust the supernatural,”
“The supernatural world cannot be measured truth. They are in accordance with our fears. Therefore, if faced with one figure, of the three indigo children must say different forms,”
“You see Datuk Banda?”
“Who is it?”
“That, the man who earlier drove us to the room,”
“It's see,”
“What's his figure like?”
“Height, brewokan, gondrong, sexy, model calvin klein,” hiss.
“You and I see the same figure, Dimas. Logic where?”
“Mom already knows who she is?”
Bu Meilinda just grinned while eating Foie Gras, “If you measure everything with logic, it's 19 o'clock now. Just try to get out of the room..”
“Hm, ogah,” sahutku
“Why?”
“Outside many kuntilanak,”
“Alah..”.
“If have a crush, I'm the fuss,”
**
I'm out of the room.
Yes, I know, I am stupid.
After dinner and the report I finished, I emailed my men, I finally left the room.
Wear hotel sandals, T-shirts, shorts.
I saw my watch, the time is now 20 o'clock.
I was very curious and thoughtful. Is it really a cluster of smoke, or fog, or is it a kuntilanak? Who are these mysterious ART? Why is my McD so good, so much better than usual?!
Ms. Meilinda was once again busy with her phone in the bathroom, her friendly voice coming out of the toilet. I don't want to listen to people dating, especially I just found out that Bu Meilinda's style of dating...
I'm the only one who heard it being h0rny himself.
So instead of something unplanned happening, I just walked out of the room.
Plus I was curious about the atmosphere in this house at night, when we were forbidden to go out.
The corridor was deserted, with no one passing by.
The room is bright and clean, like a palace.
Outside, the fog still adorned the atmosphere.
I peeked through the window.
There is only fog.
The atmosphere on the page doesn't look anything.
And then I kissed, I heard it.
Music sounds.
Classical music with piano, cello and violin.
Along with a typical seriosa singer.
I was stunned looking ahead. This music comes from the family room whose furniture is very luxurious. But the atmosphere is quiet.
“Who are you?”
I immediately turned to the right, a baritone voice reprimanding me.
Male, tall, with sharp eyes and an emrut green color.
“Eh? I...”
“You're baling?!”
Buset, I was immediately accused of burglary! Where is there a thief who looks bonafit like I tried?!
“How dare you here!!” he immediately grabbed the nearby table lamp and pointed it at me.
“Woy, I am not a thief! Wow, this defamation!!” I cried while retreating.
“Ya if not maling continue how can you be here?!”
“My guest Princess Gandhes!” myrag.
“Guest? Think I believe? 100 Years of eyes I do not want to show his look in front of others and you now carry his name?! How do you know about Eyang Gandhes, huh?! Oh, I know that! You are Intel for sure!! Or the FBI don't-don't?!”
I gawk.
“Walah! Mr Dimas!” I heard the MMM's voice. She ran a little bumpy towards me. “Kan I said above 19 o'clock do not exit kamaaaar,” hiss is anxious.
“Bandaaaa, this who hah?!” Grunts the fierce guy. The MMM while frowning because maybe his ears are directly pengang.
“Anuuu.u..'s guest is Gandhes,”.
“There is a more reasonable explanation?! This is my villa why can the guest be here?! Home of Eyang in Merapi!”
“Duh... I do not dare to say, Mr. Geraaaald, ask directly Anyang just deh,”
“Nanya Eyang surely the answer is difficult like making IMB!! Muters ngalor ngidul sure!!Cepetan by the way!”
The MMM until it shuffles behind me.
“Ja-ja-jadiii.. This is the Bank,”.
“Hah? People Bank?”
“From Garnet Bank,”
“Ngapain people Bank is here?!”
“Bu Meilinda is also here,”
“Ngapain Bu Meilinda here?!”
“This house is said to be a credit guarantee Bu Agatha,”
“Ngapain my mom ngajuin credit?! We are already rich!!”
“Pak Dimas I have told you not to go out of the room. means this is looooh, because at 7 o'clock Mr. Gerald came to check his house,” whispered the MMM to me while scowling. “If Mr. Gerald finds out, the business can be complicated because,”
Yeah, how do I know?!
“Termus nih people can-can use my clothes!!” exclaimed the Gerald more and more fastened while pointing at the clothes I was wearing.
I was unlucky again...
“What the hell is a fuss? Walaaaaaah!” the owner of the problem came, Princess Gandhes, wearing pajamas with a picture of hello kitty and a jilbab in the style of young people.
“Eyang does here!!” exclaim Gerald.
This guy can't have his voice pressed down a bit huh? My ears are up.
“Eh... hehehehe, Eyang forgot to say if you want to pinjem your house to entertain guests,”
“Tamunya eyang people Bank?” furious Gerald.
“Hehehehehe,”
“Which wants to win the money for what exactly?!”
“Ih, you if you talk the same Eyang do not use the intonation of kenceng gitu loooh, Eyang nih 120 years later can be as hymen as kalo-“ hanger
“Eyang still able to jog 10 km lament I continue now spelled out like hangers?! Don't be pretentious Eyaaaang!” exclaim Gerald.
“Heeeem... Anyang want to pinjem money to buy..”.
“Make buy?”
“Keris,”
“Price?”
“10 Billion,”
“BUY KERIS COSTS 10 BILLION?? THINK DONG!!”
“Tuh kalo if I say definitely can not be...this kris from the time of Empu Gandring loh! But it is sold in the Netherlands, so expensive,”
“YA MAKE WHAT WE BUY-BUY KERIS??”
“That's a country asset,”
“YA STATE AFFAIRS NGAPAIN EYANG HARD!!”
“Tuh I became dizzy.. This is Dimas pake out of the room! Ih!” Princess Gadhes hit me on the shoulder.
I can only cringe.
"No," Bu Meilinda appeared from the direction of the corridor, "Logikanya where try, who has a house who does not credit who. That's it, who needs whose money. That's why I propose other guarantees only. The assets originally belonged to Bu Gandhes. Don't tell me dong Gerald,"
"You fighting me, Ma'am?!" grouse Gerald.
"I have nothing to do with you, no time to take care of you!"
"Yes, get in the room!" sahut Gerald's.
"I went out of the room just to save this old man. It's over there to finish your own family business. Don't be noisy!" Ms. Meilinda pulled me towards the room.
Oh, so these guys don't actually get along. They just want to come in hiding...