Step On Me
Most Wanted You's

I intercepted Cahyo when we met at the Lobby at noon that day. "Yo, where are you going?"

"Review the project in Cibubur and meet the client, why?"

"Who's the guy?"

"The same boss. Tumben lo nanyain my agenda? Where did I go yesterday when I didn't have a baby? My son wants brojol eh elo baru—"

"Who else does it matter?" Cut me off impatiently.

Cahyo thought. "From our office alone, don't know later if the others follow."

"Kava is coming?"

Cahyo. "He's on the other project."

"Where?"

Cahyo calls one of the areas near the border of Jaksel and Tangerang. Oh I know where, the half-finished elite housing project that took over Sandikala Grub because the previous contractor had a problem.

"Eh Kava change the number?" I asked before I forgot.

"After I didn't. Is there a need for him to be the same?"

"The problem was his salary yesterday...Yes, Yo. I first, thank you for the info." I rushed back to the car, while the road to the basement I called Gea who was appointed as my representative in the finance division. "Ge, I don't think I'm back at the office. My stomach, uh I'm crunching again. How's it? Yes, I want to see a doctor.I will do nothing later I go straight back to the apartment. Please let me know if there is a problem. Okay, thanks, dear Ge."

After sitting behind the wheel, I put a google map and follow the directions even though I actually know exactly where the location is. My company is still hoping for some luxury residential areas one of which I will go to this. Well, hopefully my car can be invited to compromise, there are times this week strike up to 3 times until tired myself I call the bangkel.

My wallet is megapon ngurusin this car, it feels like I want to sell it just like Kava's advice when it is. Uh just inget, he once promised to help me sell this car but I haven't time because I still think.

Good, now I have a reason for Kava nyariin. Because I don't want to make him kegeeran as alleged Mizan, hell no if I don't really need it I won't mengyamperin him to get here.

After parking the car and mastiin ambient conditions, I just went to the security post and find out the whereabouts of the person I mean. Duh not let me careless, has driven away zonk time anyway?

"She, mom. It just so happened that the guy just returned from Friday." Looks like I'm lucky again, so often Kava reviewed here, almost all project employees including the guard officers are familiar. Or because he once cared with them I also do not know, which I clearly mention the name of the people here immediately understand.

While covering up the sense of seneng because my efforts here are not in vain, I returned nanya. "Where are the people now, sir?"

"I think we're eating, ma'am. Just go inside until you meet a special canteen for workers here, usually hanging out there." Obviously that security.

I nodded and thanked him before walking into the project area. Fortunately again hours of rest so I do not need to reach far to get there for the nyariin this one person.

Canteen, canteen. I look for the place in question. I hope, will find a decent place instead of a reot stall like this. Where else are many craftsmen on this meal, and I am at least fooled by many humans like now. They're okay but the guenya is uncomfortable, which Kava, anyway?

"Take care of me, ma'am?" He knows he's behind me. Fortunately, I am not the one.

"Well, who's got you?" I turned around and came face to face with Kava.

Kava laughed as he dug up his half-wet bangs. In my office, the rules of male employees should not be long hair, must be thin and neatly cut to adjust the appearance. I want to be like my dream last night eh..I mean this one guy is not afraid, I love a warning letter***** not him.

"Can you help me, ma'am?"

I am again excited to assess how Kava looks if the service is outside the office. Tie and suit does not know where, the sleeves of the shirt rolled up and pajama me with open top buttons two. Really ask in-SP this guy.

"Where is your tie?" Ask me fiercely.

Kava reached into his pocket and pulled out a loosely rolled tie.

"Why removable?"

"From the mosque." Oh yeah, he's finished Friday, yeah.

"Fastly wear it, it makes no difference you are the same porters here, messy!" I'm omelin. "Which shoes?"

"Disappeared just now." Kava fiddled with his tie. Not very reliable, anyway, so tidal time just use belibetan all.

"Can't it disappear?"

"Please like it, dituker same swimow ijo that already has the site of his uncle. Jingan emang maling today there is no akhlaknya." Gregetan himself I saw Kava still struggling with his tie.

"It's not the gold...." I pull the tie I keep helping iketin, no longer my emotions see it.

"Thank you, mom. I should see the tutorial on youtube first if you want to wear a tie." Kava bluntly.

"Where is your phone?" Barren me.

"Battered, ma'am."

"She said it was serviced? The drops can't be made?"

"Why do you know I'm out of service hp?" Kava.

"Well, if it breaks it must be serviced, the time will be stored in the refrigerator?" I'm alesan.

Kava chuckles. "I can't explain it, ma'am. It's badly damaged."

"How can you fall?"

"When did I say my phone fell? Oh, my dear mother, huh? Pinter is so good."

"Not much of your talk, yeah!" Hardik I'm upset.

"Mizan told me about my nyariin's house, kangen what?" Kava rose the corner of his lips.

"It just so happens to pass, really. Um what's Mizan talking about?"

"Dikasih rice with Ibu Okta."

"Not that," I was confused to explain Mizan's message to keep me away from her brother. But, yeah, forget it. "So you don't have a cell phone anymore? What about Sandi or the office person?"

"I'm like gini's mom, yeah, nyariin me?"

"My answer is, you don't have a cell phone at all?"

"Some, this is I'm using Lantang." Kava may be Oppo's cell phone owned by his sister. Still quite good compared to Kava's that has been leaked here and there, there is also a good thing that the phone fell so soon replaced the same that had.

"Kok I can't call it? You changed the number?"

"Mom didn't call me. Please check, no call from mom's number came in."

Uh yes, when I miscall-miscall right pinjem hp have people open my own iphone. I cleared a little before continuing to talk. "Keep Lantang use what if the phone you use?"

"Replace, or sometimes he uses a laptop if you want to chat stay connected to whassap web." Kava.

"You didn't buy new, did you? Does Lantang need a school?"

"Later, mom. Waiting for next month's bonus."

"What is your salary this month? Looking forward to next month's hunt so what are you?" I can't believe he's inherently bokek mulu, anyway. I mean the phone is an important item, client contacts and his work there all.

"Mizan passed the psychotes test, ma'am. Doain all right, yeah." Kava implies that his second brother needs more financial support than his own needs.

"Mizan what list, anyway? A lecture?"

"Soldier, ma'am." Kava looks proud to tell his sister's journey to take the TNI AD selection test.

"What is it like to use money?"

"I don't know, ma'am." Kava. "Hopefully not, if you have to use hopefully not much so I can still find it."

"Mizan teges his son. Be a soldier." I

"They're from small, ma'am. I advise that college will not, so yes I have to try to let Mizan be a successful person. Let his life not be hard like this brother."

I was touched to hear Kava as if intending earnestly for his sisters to succeed. "Kav, come with me."

"Where, mom?"

"Udah come along." I said.

"I don't want to be kidnapped, scared." Kava still misses ngeselin.