Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 31

Alan was still standing in place. Staring at Alea's departure just like that, without saying goodbye. He reached into his jacket pocket to retrieve his ringing phone.

He stared at the screen for a moment, looking at the caller id. "Grandfather," he murmured with furrowed brows. He quickly shifted the green phone handle icon to the top. Then put that flat object in his ear.

"What's the matter, old man?" tanyakanya.

"Where are you?" ask Grandpa Alan across the street.

"On the surface of the earth under heaven" Alan said.

"Can't you be serious a little?" said Grandfather in an annoyed tone.

"I'm sorry, I can't seem to" Alan said, mocked.

"Based on a bad grandson!" Shouted Grandpa.

"What's necessary, Cake? Just tell me, I'm busy" Alan said.

"Today grandfather got a party invitation in town B."

"Should I congratulate you because you got an invitation?" sela Alan's.

"Don't cut it, grandpa hasn't finished talking, you shut up."

Alan was silent. "Because grandfather has other business, would you please represent grandfather attending the invitation, huh?"

Silent. "Hallo, Ars are you still there? Why just shut up?"

"Didn't Grandpa tell me to shut up?"

"Now Grandpa lets you talk. Hows it? You want to, right? Attend that show?"

Alan pretended to think for a moment. He is also currently in town B. He could have agreed to it immediately. But the business brain does not want to waste the opportunity just like that. There has to be a lucrative deal, he thought. "Grandpa ... Actually, I'm very busy right now. I have a lot of work," he said. He breathed heavily. The maximum acting.

"What are you really working on?is there a new project?" ask grandpa.

"Hm. Very big project," he said.

"So you can't replace Grandpa attending the event?"

"It could be, Cake. But there are conditions" said Alan.

"What's that?"

"Grandfather knew for himself that attending the event meant that I was wasting my precious time. So I'm asking for compensation."

"Heh, with your own grandfather you're still calculating? How dare you ask for a reward. Truly a brash grandson!" said grandpa, nagging.

"If you don't want to already. I have nothing to lose either" Alan said. Pretending not to care.

"All right, what are you asking for?" Grandpa gave up, too.

Alan chuckles. His grandfather never changed. At the age that is no longer young is still often berating and also a lot of protest. But the edges will succumb if dealing with his granddaughter.

"I'll ask for it later. Now just send me the address and profile of the person I need to meet," he said.

"Alright, Grandpa send it now. Hap ...." Not done yet, Alan's grandfather had cut off his phone connection.

He then contacted his assistant. Ask him to come to town B with several sets of suits and several pairs of shoes and watches.

An hour later Alan was already in a suite of one of the five-star hotels in B. He sits on the couch. Put his feet on the table and rest his back on the back of the cream-colored sofa. His eyes were busy staring at the screen of his phone. Check the messages his grandfather sent. His eyebrows frowned as he read an address sent by his grandfather.

Alan smiled broadly. "A happy coincidence" he murmured. He stared at the clock on his wrist. New time shows eleven o'clock in the afternoon. The event that he had to attend was at night. But the man could not wait to attend the event.

Time went on, and the night finally came. After cleaning himself up Alan rushed to put on his clothes. The white shirt in the blue-colored trousers mixes dongker's perfectly wrapped slim body of Alan. He took off his earrings and changed his hairstyle. His current appearance looks very different from usual which sometimes looks like a thug or street child.

Before he came out he grabbed his tuxedo first. Then wear it while looking in the mirror. Not to forget he added a bow tie as a sweetener. After that, hurry out. Take the elevator down to the ground floor. Once out he has been welcomed by his assistant who sometimes also serves as a personal driver if needed.

"Go to the residence of Ibrahim Sanjaya" he ordered.

"Well, young master," said Arman. Alan's personal assistant who this time doubles as a driver.

The suv car began to drive, leaving the hotel to the specified address. Who would have thought the event that Alan had to visit was the residence of Ibrahim Sanjaya. A house that Alan visited this morning while driving Alea. Apparently in addition to Alia's seven-monthly event, her night at the house held the famous businessman's birthday party.

It only takes fifteen minutes to drive. Now the car that Alan was riding in had entered the courtyard of the Sanjaya family's house which was very spacious.

Alan got out of his car. Then walk on the red carpet on the title until in front of the mansion door. Alan came alone. He stepped into the room filled with invited guests. He quickly approached the owner of the wish who was standing with his relatives and colleagues.

"Arsalan, you come, son." said Ibrahim Sanjaya, kindly.

"Yes, Om," said Alan. He reached out, greeting the middle-aged man who was having a birthday. The two of them knew each other even though they had only met a few times.

"Happy birthday, Om Sanjaya. I represent my grandfather apologizing for not being able to attend this amazing event" Alan said. To convey the purpose of his arrival.

"It's okay, Ars," said the man who is often greeted by Mr. Ibra.

Both continued to talk. Mr. Ibra introduced Alan to the other invited guests who were by their side. Ibra introduced Alan to his son Kevin.

Kevin seemed very surprised to find out who Alan really was. He used to think Alan was just a thug who liked to disturb. It was unexpected that Alan was the young master of the Arkana group.

The two boys shook hands with each other.

"I thought your name was Alan, did you recently change your name, Mr Ars?" ask Kevin, calm down.

Alan smiled. "Absolutely not, Mr. Kevin. You may not know my full name yet. My name is Arsalan thufail. People used to call me Ars. While Alan's call is only intended for the closest people. Like a girlfriend or a future wife for example," explained Alan. He deliberately put emphasis on the last sentence.

Kevin's originally calm face now turned unfriendly. Alan's last sentence seemed to hit a war drum on him. Remembering Alea always called the name of the man before her as Al or Alan.

When the two looked at each other with fierce gazes. Suddenly there was a commotion not far from where they were standing. A woman approaches Kevin. "Sister Kevin," he said with a breath of breath.

"What's up, Sania?" kevin asked his cousin.

"That's it, Brother Alia's rampaging. He slapped and hit Brother Alea" Sania said.

Kevin and Alan both ran. Towards the scene of the crime.

Once there, the two were both surprised to see Alea slumped on the floor.

"Name ...." "Lily ..." said Alan and Kevin together.

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