Sister To Young Master
7. New Rules From Mr. Toni

Hearing the news, that his beloved son fell from the bathroom. Mr. Toni Wijaya immediately landed back, back to Surabaya.

After approximately 2 hours of travel by plane, to return to the city of Surabaya again. The black sedan, driven by Mr. Toni's private driver, drove so fast.

From juanda airport, it usually takes an hour. With patas completed in minutes. The reliable driver of the Toni Wijaya family was named Pak Rahmat, aged 10 years younger than Mr. Toni Wijaya.

After arriving at the gate of the housing, Mr. Toni has begun to feel relieved, even though he has not met Ernest. The black sedan car, drove and stopped, in front of a minimalist black fence.

The two guards opened a large turnstile from the right and left sides, together. The brown suit, complete with work boots, is still worn by Mr. Toni Wijaya.

Mr. Toni's face is not relaxed at all, footrest towards the house, only 3 times just treaded. Before finally looking for Ernest in the room. To ascertain his condition.

"Ernest, how are you?" asked Mr. Toni to open Ernest's room.

"Well, come back, Ernest didn't have a papa.. Ernest is better," replied Ernest who looked fresh after the bath.

"Luckily, papa is not relieved, if you do not see you directly. Bik Yuni just told me this morning. Papa is afraid of you why-why," said Mr. Toni so dear to his son.

"Yes reward, Ernest heard from Bik Yuni, the aunt called Sister Jovi at night," replied Ernest in the room together with his papa.

"Well Sister Jovi, papa is still not sure, if she is a bad person," said Mr. Toni amazed.

"Papa was curious, what was the background of the beautiful girl, used to be able to get out of recruitment?," said Papa Ernest confused.

"Not a pretty girl, but a girl who is like a woman in general," replied Ernest precisely about trivial things.

"Hahaha..why are you even bothering about that trivial thing Ernest? indeed Sister Jovi is beautiful," Mr. Toni then laughed.

"It's normal, not much different from Bik Yuni," Ernest's eyes focused on reading books.

Apparently, the thing behind the recruitment of nuns for her son was. It is because of the mission of Mr. Toni and Ernest, to retrace past events.

The incident of broken recruitment, a few years ago, which had occurred in Wijaya Hospital. They find out, the mastermind behind it all. It also caused a hospital financial crisis.

Mr. Toni then goes out to find where Jovi is. The long-haired woman, apparently, was spending time in the kitchen, along with Bik Yuni, Bik Lusi and other aunts.

Jovi was not summoned, to the living room by Mr. Toni. Mr. Toni walked into the kitchen, had just come from out of town. Mr. Toni's work shirt, it still seems to cover the body.

"Suster Jovi" said Mr. Toni.

"Yes, sir, what's wrong?" asked Jovi.

"I'm happy to hear the news that the sisters are late at night, coming to the house to check on Ernest's situation" said Mr. Toni.

"Together sir, it has become my duty as Mr. Ernest's personal nun" replied Jovi stopping the vegetable cut inside the kitchen.

"The arrival of Sister Jovi, was so precise last night," Mr. Toni smiled.

The big eyes of Mr. Toni, looking at his house assistants, gathered to prepare lunch. Mr. Toni told Bik Yuni that afternoon.

"Bik Yuni," call Mr. Toni.

"Yes sir," replied Bik Yuni approaching.

"Bik Yuni, please gather all the maids, drivers, security guards and gardeners in the middle room..!! I wait now," ordered Mr. Toni, change your face so firmly.

"Well big master," replied Bik Yuni half-bent down.

A rowdy voice, immediately heard after Mr. Toni left the kitchen room. The aunts whispered, guessing that Mr. Toni would be furious because his favorite son fell last night.

Jovi also heard, what the aunts guessed, with the look of the face also began to scare. It turns out that the big master in the house, really very perfectionist like Ernest.

Jovi, along with 5 other servants, walked towards the middle room. 3 Driver Mr. Yoyok, Mr. Grace, and Mr. Eko. Then 2 Satpam, Pak Tono and Pak Lukman, and 2 gardeners, had gathered neatly in the middle room.

Seen Mr. Toni Wijaya, take his favorite glasses he uses. The big body of Mr. Toni, pacing in front of the officers. The look on his face changed immediately, not as warm as when welcoming Jovi came yesterday.

"I was previously grateful to all the domestic workers including Sister Jovi, who had gathered in the neighborhood," Mr Toni began.

A nod, as well as a subtle answer "yes sir," was heard from some employees.

"I want to ask, about this many people in the house where???" asked Mr. Toni.

"Cock until you can?? Ernest fell in the bathroom. Is it still lacking in this house 5 household assistants?? another driver, security guard and gardener" he continued in a disappointed tone.

"You should pay more attention to the young master, the accident Ernest had yesterday, was the most formidable of all before" Mr. Toni chuckled unhappily.

"It is enough for me to lose my great mistress, lest Ernest, the only one I have, has a bad condition, ", said Mr. Toni, changing the tone.

No domestic assistant, nor any other employee, dared to defend. All seemed to bow together, even without the cues given.

The anger of Mr. Toni, based on his fear of losing Ernest, even though the fall of Ernest, is due purely to Ernest's own fault.

"For that, now I command you..!! everyone can make a schedule, to check Mr. Ernest's room..!! at least once every 2 hours" new rules from Mr. Toni.

"I don't want to, yesterday's happened again..!! fortunately, Ernest's condition is not severe, if there is anything, do you want to take responsibility?," he snapped.

"Since Ernest is only the sole successor, the only one I have, you must understand that" Mr. Toni let out his voice.

The employees at the successful businessman's house, only silent and occasionally coughing Mr. Yoyok, filled the silence in the middle of the house. Sometimes Mr. Tono's hands, also seen scratching his head.

The chirping of birds that are usually heard, this morning also did not voice a voice. It all felt so quiet, when Mr. Toni's anger peaked.

"Oh yes. for Sister Jovi..!! from now on you can stay here, with a return schedule can be chosen on Saturday or Sunday.!!," orders from men with glasses.

"But sir, if I can't go home this afternoon, I beg you this afternoon, I can go home alone to my parents first, sir," said Jovi.

"Since when has anyone here dared to refute my orders?? what good is the phone or whatsapp you have?? the condition of my son is more important than your family, you would have applied to be a nun for Young Master, so you are also prepared for the consequences," Mr. Toni scolded Jovi.

"Sorry, Mr. Toni," replied Jovi stammering, stemming tears almost dripping down his cheeks.

"Whatever happens, the health and safety of the Young Master remains number one, you understand?" he said.

"Don't get my anger, get you out of here, keep that in mind" foreworded Mr. Toni ruled.

"Understand sir..," replied all the employees including Jovi.

"Well, I hope you can maintain good conditions in this house, and you can return to activities. Prepare lunch for me, and disperse now" said Mr. Toni closing the new rules.

Jovi is just beginning to realize, if the wishes of Mr. Toni must always be obeyed. Concerns over his son were so unsettling for Jovi. It turned out that some messages from Fictor, which Jovi read some time ago, seemed to be coming true.

Jovi wants to cry for his life, especially his memory immediately runs to Aqila's beloved little sister Jovi. Her tears were wiped many times, as it began to fall irregularly on Jovi's cheeks.

Wiped again, tears that still dared to come down dripped onto Jovi's cheeks. His breath seemed to be sobbing, despite trying to hide it. Some aunts are also seen, telling Jovi to be patient because of the new rules in the house.

The beautiful woman with the sharp nose, did not expect. The face that had been so friendly, could instantly become fierce. A lion will pounce on the opponent.

The lunch hour had arrived, the needle showing at 12:00, taking Jovi's feet to Ernest's room. Bringing back, the lunch tray that Bik Yuni had prepared, Jovi brought.

"Excuse me sir, it's lunch time" said Jovi entering the room room room.

Ernest sat on the couch, looking at Jovi. Both of Jovi's eyes were so reddened, resisting the cries of Toni Wijaya's scolding. Ernest seems annoyed, finding his new nun a whiny.

There was no sense of nervousness that Jovi faced, when feeding lunch to Ernest. All his thoughts were only anchored to Jovi's longing, for Aqila. He thinks like a syock.

"I don't want to, what are you going through..!! you're taking her to this house. You are work, I am not your boyfriend. erase those tears," Ernest orders to see Jovi sitting next to him.

"I'm sorry Mr. Ernest, I promise I won't repeat anymore" Jovi replied wiping away tears.

"Your Suster Jovi is not a unstable ABG, which is nothing to be solved by crying.mending you go away if so," Ernest lazy.

"No sir, sorry sir, I promise," he said heartily.

"Eat him, commitment to your work" said Ernest.

Then Ernest went back to eating, after Jovi was seen not crying. Ernest dislikes crying women. It happened, because the last time Erest's mother left this world, she was crying worrying about Ernest.

"Haa..," said Jovi, giving Ernest a cue.

Ernest said, opening his mouth, for lunch today. The spoon of rice that went into Ernest's mouth was held under Jovi's left hand. So that no rice would dirty Ernest's clothes.

Slowly but surely, the rice and vegetables in the bowl brought by Jovi, look exhausted and reduced little by little. At the end of the bribe, the beautiful sister, observed Ernest's side lips.

There was the rest of the rice that had not entered, attached, to the gate of Ernest's lips.

"Sorry you have rice" said Jovi.

"Ha..?," Ernest put on a gawking face.

Before finally Jovi, immediately clean Ernest's lips, with a smooth handkerchief Jovi without permission. Ernest's lips locked.

Then finally, Jovi's thumbs swept the young master's lips without hesitation. I don't know what Jovi's thinking, but clearly, he immediately left Ernest without permission.