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tyre 34

In his apartment, Sandi who had just finished bathing was standing in front of a glass that was the same height as his height and wearing his shirt. Inking was attached to an airpod that was pulsing connecting a call.

"Lang, we meet first jm 7 at the office, then later to the mall. There's something we should discuss first" Sandi said when her phone was connected, but with eyes focused on her reflection on the glass.

"Okay if so, I'll tell the others first" replied Gilang.

"Okay, who wants to clean the house will come at what time?"

"Say they're on the road"

"okay"

Call disconnected. Sandi resumed her activities wearing a shirt, tie and tidying up her look. After that, he went to the dining table and took a piece of bread he had smeared with jam and ate it while waiting for the person he said would clean his apartment.

A piece of bread has run out, the clock in the hand is almost half 8 hours but the waiting did not come too. Sandi decided to go to the office and leave a note.

"Working table should not be machined, justin so!"

Sandi walked with her quick steps out of the apartment and down the elevator, her apartment was on the 8th floor, and then went straight to the car park and boarded it to go to the office.

Sandi had just climbed into her car when the car driven by Kila had just arrived there and parked not far from Sandi's car parked.

"Before a minute, look at the address first" Kila said checking her cellphone to ascertain the address of the apartment they had to clean.

"Floor 8, number 3" he muttered as Tara could hear.

"OK, lets go," Kila teaches Tara to get out of her car.

Tara and Kila just got out of the car and closed the door. Just then, Sandi's car just passed her.

Without the two knowing, Tara and Sandi have just passed each other. Black Password car glass does not allow someone from the outside can see inside. While Sandi, who was in a hurry, only focused on the road ahead of her did not look the other way.

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Tara and Kila enter the apartment. They've taken the elevator and now it's on the 8th floor. Kila who walked in front noticed one by one the doors in front of him were attached to the number of each unit. Until the step stopped when it was in front of the apartment whose door was written number 3.

"Well," said Kila and pressed the bell beside her.

ting tung ...

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"Nothing?" Kila asked - asked.

"Still sleepin' again, try the squeeze again"

ting tung ...

ting tung ...

"Maybe it's been working Kil times" commented Tara.

"Short, I'll call you first"

Tut....

"Eh, I've been located, but the person is not there" said Kila to Gilang who was at the end of the phone.

"Udah crotch like, because we have a morning meeting. Wait, I'll call first"

"okay"

"He'e, there's a meeting he said." Kila leaned in too.

A few moments waiting. Kila's phone rang. A message from Gilang came in that showed the password for the apartment door.

"170892" said Kila while wiping and then pressing the button on the doorknob something from Gilang.

"Well, what's your date of birth, Tar?" Kila who was aware then commented.

"Book?"

"He'e, 170892. August 17, 1992, it looks like the same date of birth you had this apartment"

"Ha, yes, mate the time I'm with him" said Tara idly.

"If the real soul mate, cool is not fine, you can immediately live in a luxury apartment, continue to be a big mistress" Kila who responded, while entering and widening her hand spinning.

"Yes, continue not to know he already has a wife with children, I'm not a big mistress but so nyonyor because - because thumped."

Tara and Kila then laughed together. But the laughter stopped when they realized what they had to fix. All the goods are still in the cardboard, while the sofa is just stacked on one side. Likewise with the closet and the bupet - the bupet.

"It seems that my fate is not to be a great mistress deh Kil, but to be the maid of the great mistress" complained Tara with shocked eyes.

"Aseemmm, you Gilang, he said it was just sorted out - it's normal not to know it's still not okay"

The two then took a breath together. And also round up the joint resolve of the mission as a transfer service.

"Okay, let's go! huff!!!" Kila who breathed her breath up until her bangs lifted while Tara just tied her long hair in order to be more focused.

Both of them started to get clean. Starting from the living room that is laid out first and then the middle room. It took almost 4 hours to clean both places. There is still a kitchen, 2 rooms and also a balcony that they have to work on. But since it was almost 1 and lunch time, Tara and Kila stopped for a short break.

"Huft, crazy for 5 million whatever I do" grumbled Kila who was upset himself while throwing his body on the sofa of the middle room which then followed Tara beside him to lay himself on the other side.

"I told you what yesterday, it's impossible for the person to give 5 million just - just" Tara's nagging that seemed powerless.

"Eh, it's 12 o'clock more, it's time to pick up Randi Kil," Tara reflex wakes up because she remembers her son.

"I'll take you, I'll buy you a meal. You just keep doing the work here, okay?"

"No, I picked it up myself. You're the one here"

"Eh, can't not, if you are the one who picked up must have long used ojol using angkot not sprawled - round. You here continue his work, which is done by the boss" Kila did not want to lose.

"Huh, wrong to use the power of the mute, long - long lost mafia boss just like you" Tara with her sour face.

"Remember this paid 5 million so it has to be a real job, okay? and I'm leaving first, don't worry I brought food home, bye .. happy work.." Kila with her seductive attitude made - make it until Tara once.

"Basic, crazy!" swear Tara while glancing her eyes that responded with laughter - bahak because satisfied.

After Kila's departure, he picked up Randi and bought a meal. Tara continued her work. This time Tara went inside the main room of Sandi's bed. In the room there are 3 large suitcases containing clothes and also 1 large cardboard containing books and documents and some items such as rice, watches and other accessories.

One by one Tara fixed all the goods - the goods. Arrange documents/books on the shelves in the room, clean the mattress and table, neatly arrange all accessories and clean the clothes from the suitcase.

1 hour clean - clean in the room, Tara also managed to solve everything. The room looks nice and the floor is clean. Satisfied with the results he then laid his body on the mattress.

"Huft, stay the same kitchen balcony" he murmured himself.

The fragrance of perfume began to snort in his nose. A fragrant aroma that resembles someone who cannot be lost from his memory. Tara brought her face closer to the bed sheet and then gasped. He reflexively got up from his sleeping position and rushed to the closet to smell the scent on his shirt. The aroma is really similar to the scent of perfume and body Sandi.

Tara is back with a sad face. A flash of memory appeared in his mind. Missing and hating.