Office Hour
Visit to Gio's house

By noon, I plan to have lunch with Sena and Ari try the new warteg in the front building. We did not go to Semok's daughter-in-law's canteen this time, I was lazy to take Ari there. We go to the cafeteria that is usually visited by drivers, so from the warteg and his jushers all the fathers. Let him mace a chance to spread the charm.

But they went first because I had to stop by Pak Haryono's room for work and findings. Right there is no problem, well, the reverse, the room of Mr. Haryono is exactly next to the room of Mr. Stephen.

The figure seen from behind was already very memorized. Beautiful, sexy, narrow waist up plump hips, long waist hair.

Meilinda was in Stephen's room, laughing. In his hand was a pink flower arrangement and Mr. Stephen was holding his hand.

I automatically rewind to the angle of the blind spot which is approximately still able to tip.

In Pak Haryono's room for sure, where else, try?!

Anjrites.

The heat...

I just realized, I'm not that romantic. Never once did I give him a bouquet. Most of the gifts he received were only diamond rings whose eyes were as big as sand.

Still on his ring finger.

Then there was a tickle around my neck.

"What is lo bro?"

"Pig swiping!!" seruku shocked.

It turned out that the amused was his beard, Mr. Haryono. Yes, I am still in her room.

He tilted his head slightly and smiled seductively when he saw the scene in Mr. Stephen's room

"Mam pus lo.." he mocked me. The king of emang.

I continued to observe the activity in the next room while shaking my waist, the longer I felt the wrong thing in my relationship with Meilinda was myself.

It's not wrong to be born and educated in a wealthy family, it's how they live.

I was wrong to choose to approach.

I was curious about Meilinda and ended up getting hooked.

And now the shadow of our future both more and more faded.

Maybe it was Mr. Stephen who was more worthy to accompany Meilinda. In addition to their age is not too far away, their families are from the business class, they also have a high position.

In all respects they fit perfectly.

Me?

Even my face that he said was the most handsome in a building did not make me as lucky as others.

Or am I less grateful?

So I let out a long sigh, and I decided I better solve my problem first while praying that Meilinda would not be tempted by Mr. Stephen's deadly seduction.

Fiercely I stared at the pumpkin vegetable minced meat rice in front of me. Sweet tea in front of my plate, the ice has melted, but I feel lazy to eat.

This hot heart saw Meilinda's smile aimed not at me.

What was their relationship like?

As I recall since I worked at Garnet Bank, Meilinda had never smiled to anyone else, except to Kanjeng Putri.

“Pak Dimas, if you have heartburn taking sanah,” reprimand Ari Sangaji while pulling my plate towards him.

I quickly caught his hand and plucked it.

“Main tug-of-pull, I'm waiting for wangsit!” grumbling. “Lu is as simple as Ri!”

“Many jobs Paaak, I'm easy laper! Where else menstruation, duh innannya pingin ngunyah,” This time he pulled my sweet iced tea and he shaved. The rest of the ice he gave me again.

And I was told to eat ice cubes?!

“What the hell is lo Mas? Raker feeling has finished successfully, still jidat lo dilipet?” Sena commented while the toy hase.

“Oh yes! I want it!!” I broke the table, “Lo her boyfriend Sandra Ellen? The Princess's granddaughter?”

“Canggah,” ralat Sena.

“What it is. The adek of Gerald!”

“Iya, so,”

“That's how's the storyaaa?”

“Sandra Ellen who?” ask Ari dingukan.

“Eh, before I tell you, because it will be long, Sandra will have a jewelry store nih,” said Sena while grinning at me, “Lo want to pesen? Make Bu Meilinda that. How to know if you have a discount,”

“Woh! May also..” I'm tempted to discount dong. Stephen gave me a bouquet of flowers, I don't want to lose out on jewelry. Even if it was draining my savings. Now, bodo is so much the same for home, my love affairs are more important!

*****

(Let's take a look at the story from the Third Person's side, Narrator By : Author)

Meilinda listened intently to someone who spoke by phone.

“His mother died two weeks ago ma'am, and the debt in the hospital reached 200 million. The hospital transferred his debt to a debt collection agency, yesterday they came when at home there was only his 12-year-old sister just coming home from school, then the neighbors said his sister was bullied by the debt collector, the debt collector, until now do not want to go to school in his room.” Said the private detective he hired.

Meilinda sighed.

“Love me the address, I want to go there,”

“Good, Mr. Cardi. Thanks info.” And Meilinda hung up. (Same familiar name Pak Kardi? He is a member of the GSA).

Then about an hour later,

And here it is now.

In front of Gio's rented house.

He is currently accompanied by Bram.

Why Bram? Because the man's posture allows it to be used as an impromptu bodyguard, and his face that can make people feel depressed.

Meilinda met Bram by accident. Nearby is a subsidized apartment project and Garnet Property won the tender to become its developer.

It is likely that this area will also be evicted in the near future for that development.

So because Gio's rented area is slum, Meilinda got off her Lexus and got on her Bram project car, so as not to be conspicuous she said.

“Mel..” ask Bram. “You've been in the car for 30 minutes, should I come in or do we want to be here all day? I've done a lot of work,”

“A little more. I want to make sure Gio is home,” Meilinda said.

“Hm... looked at from his motor he was at home,” Bram squinted at the sight in front of him.

Meilinda did not answer.

“Again heart yes..” says Bram.

Meilinda.

Bram's on target.

Then there is movement from inside the house. Gio was there, coming out of the house to walk towards his bike.

“He went. Want to follow?” Ask Bram.

“Iya, Mau,” sahut Meilinda firmly.

*****

Gio looked at the note he received from the recipe maker at the pharmacy.

Even anti-depressant drugs are this expensive. I don't have any more money. What I should do. Her thought.

Her sister threatened to kill herself because yesterday the debt collector cursed her. Until now her sister had not eaten and had not drunk, curled up under her blanket and was terrified.

Gio has to take a leave of absence. He has received 2 reprimands for taking too many permits not to enter work, the leave for this year is actually already exhausted so his salary is cut for permission not to enter. And people in the office started complaining about his absence.

Did I just accept the offer to be gi**lo?

One transaction 500thousand.

Pretty tempting, but after that what will happen? Think Gio.

“Excuse me,” There was a baritone voice that caught his eye. Gio raised his face and saw a figure that he thought was very handsome.

He thought in this world only Dimas was handsome, but this man who visited him was also very charming.

“I-i-iya?”

“Gio isn't it?” tanyakanya.

Gio hesitated. How could he know his name? He also remembered where he saw this figure. It felt like this figure was familiar after he looked at it more closely.

"Can I talk to you for a second, Gio?" ask Bram.

"Eh... I'm sorry, who's dad?" asked Gio while frowning.

"My name is Bram. I'm Dimas' brother,"

Gio, unexpectedly, immediately turned pale upon hearing that name. His feet took a step back.

Bram reflex gripped his arm as Gio's movements began to indicate resistance.

"Don't be so prejudiced, Gio, we know you're in trouble. I want to offer a way out as long as you cooperate" said Bram with the softest intonation possible.

But even though Bram had tried not to pressure him, it seems that the situation Gio went through was quite difficult, so the soft-boned man finally decided to run.

Gio moved his foot as hard as he could in the direction he knew. Like a thief who just took a chicken to be used as an opor.

*****

"Sow it" Bram reported as he met Meilinda who was waiting for him in the car.

"Yes, I see," Meilinda looked at Bram while holding her hand. "Keep you're not after?"

"Males," Bram replied shortly.

Meilinda immediately looked at him in disbelief, asking for an explanation. Oh, here's the man's behavior when it starts to displease, the woman thought.

Bram gets in the car and starts it.

"We can wait at his house, he's not going anywhere, anyway" said the man.

Meilinda was relieved.

Fortunately, he did not protest. It seems that Bram is less like to say a lot, he prefers to act straight away.