Suddenly Chased by Satan
Go Home With Mr. Karan
Suddenly, boss Nawarin nganterin came home. Rejeki can not be added. I immediately ngokguk aja, rather than riding a motorcycle taxi would be better also ride mbem mbemmm ngeng ngeng.
Believe me for anything, I'm in a dilemma between wanting to smile but can't because of the auto-resilience of looking at the boss's face.
And you know where I am? Yup! There's in the car court Karan sir who was in a storm, just darling daritadi diem bae like someone else canker sores.
"Hold Reva. Don't be tacky, please.." My inner.
But what, expensive car is different? It was so soft, comfortable and cold as the attitude of the current Boss sir.
Well, he's glancing. Uh, his gaze was not strong aing inner born. Check check heart check, please!
I'm on my back, "Mampus, it's really comfortable!"
But that comfort seemed to disappear, when the eyes of eagle Pak Karan staring sharply at me who already can not nahan to not grin even though only an inch.
"Ehem," I'm in a sitting position.
He glanced at my identification before saying, "Reva, you haven't answered why you're on the emergency stairs! are you a primitive person who does not know elevators? or maybe you've been riding an eagle to the office?" ask Mr. Karan ketus. Joking him!
I hooked my fingertips, "Emh, the elevator button is broken, sir.." I said duck, not daring to look at that intimidating pair of eyes.
"So? you accidentally said that in my office..."
"N-not so, sir!" I immediately corrected my words.
"The lift is not too tight" I said nervously.
"You're speaking plainly!"
"I mean, I can't push the elevator button." I replied resignedly as I turned my head that was already twitching and now got really mentally hit this car like a polar bear.
The tail of my eyes unintentionally saw a female figure sitting at the back. I am a coward, I dare not look again.
Mr. Karan who saw my strange behavior immediately turned his head back when the car stopped because in front there was a red light.
Mr. Boss look ahead and the car's in the gas again. Not necessarily also this car speed how much because it is so comfortable, hold the oil.
"Sorry, Sir? but this isn't the way to my boarding house," I was wailing, afraid of being kidnapped.
Mr. Karan breathed, "After all, who said that I would take you to the boarding house? You think I'm a driver?"
I grin bego, ngadepin boss model like this is difficult. Our patient stock should be more than capacity.
At least with the fierceness of Pak Karan I forgot the same creature that had been disturbing at the back seat.
After traveling for approximately 45 minutes, we finally arrived at a shelter house. I don't know how many acres.
I can only see what is in front of my eyes.
"Down!" mr. Karan's orders open the door first.
I am the weak and helpless creature that opens its own door and insinuates the Boss from behind.
He shook his hand and pulled the key button on his super cute car.
I was far behind, my legs that I dragged could not catch up with the figure of a manly man who had already entered his house.
"Mbak Reva?" ask a middle-aged woman. He approached me who was standing in the doorway.
"Yes, I'm" I said
"Let me show you the room" said the woman, taking me in. But I immediately refused.
"I'm sorry, but I..."
"Mbak Reva said he was injured. I was ordered by Mr. Asa to take care of Mbak Reva during Mbak's stay here" said the woman who called Pak Karan by the name of Asa.
"But I don't intend to stay here, ma'am." I said politely.
He smiled kindly, "Call me mbok Sri. I am the waiter in this house. It's better mbak Reva according to it, besides the bandage on the head of the mbak is enough to be proof that now the situation is not fine," said mbok Sri with her jowonya accent.
"Here, come in.." mbok Sri pulled me to walk after him.
"Why's the leg, Ma'am?" ask mbok Sri.
"Bloat Mbok! fell on the stairs" I replied.
Mbok Sri opened the door without letting go of her hand grip from my arm. As if I were afraid that I could escape.
"Well, this is the room, Ma'am." said mbok Sri who helped me to sit on the side of the bed.
"Then go out first" said mbok Sri while smiling at me.
The door was closed again. My eyes looked around this large room. And my eyes were glued to a pretty creepy dancer.
"It feels like that, huh?"
Again busy with eye painting, mbok Sri came with some clothes in her hands.
"I was told by Mr. Asa to give this to Mbak Reva,"
"Thank you, Mbok." I said with a smile.
The door that originally opened, is now closed again by mbok Sri.
"So I was actually told to nginep? but why is that? it's weird, but it's not it? where the house is anyes kayak gini, like there is no happy aura of this house!" I said that I felt that Mr. Karan's invitation was very awkward and did not make sense to me.
I also want to change clothes, I have a sound plus a vibration.
"Yes, Dho?" I paste the hape in the ear and I pinch the shoulder while the hand is picky clothes that roughly fit.
"Where?" ask Ridho.
"Here,"
"Where is this? I'm in front of Karan's room. There are no people" said Ridho.
"I'm at Karan's house. I just fell down the stairs, kept leaking a little..."
"Have you been inobras?" ask Ridho.
"Style of the diobras!"
"It's not safe, is it?" Ridho's cheating on me, but I'm sure he's on the phone because he's worried or at least guilty. But I don't know what Kamfret's creature is.
"Dho?" I call Ridho. He didn't answer. But I could catch his breath irregular.
"Ridho's Charming!" I called her full name.
"Yes! I'm charming, Va!" he said, I heard a 'ting' sound like he was riding an elevator.
"Vangke! that's your name, Dho! not that I'm praising you charming!"
"Va, I'm in the elevator. I'm matiin phone first," said Ridho hurriedly.
But I heard the shrill voice of my mother at the end of my conversation earlier.
"Dho's? Ridhoooo!" I'm sure you have a name for someone. But the damn call is over.
"Jeez, Ridho!" I was immediately worried.
"Crazy crazy, I actually heard a voice.." I said hanging.
"What sound? hihihihi," whispered someone in my right ear. I stiffened, the tail of my eyes glancing here and there without daring to move my neck.
And ....
A moment came the sound of knocking on the door, before the rectangular-shaped object slowly opened.