
After a long debate, Gitta and Ken finally chose the color of the dress that is in line, black.
Ken and Gitta left for lunch that day. About thirty minutes later, they arrived at the venue. A restaurant that implements an outdoor concept is chosen by the event organizer. Ken immediately parked his vehicle in the available parking lot. Gitta looked around before going down.
"Mas, he said this event is for young entrepreneurs. This is a lot of om-om and opa-opa, right?" Gitta asked while still looking around.
Ken looked at the wife's face. "Actually, this event is for the introduction of young entrepreneurs who are still pioneering their careers. However, many senior entrepreneurs were also invited here. The proof, daddy can also be an invitation." Answer Ken. "Here you go, let's go out." Ken continued while opening the car door.
Gitta nodded and followed her husband to get out of the vehicle. Ken immediately approached the wife and held her hand tightly. Gitta was still watching her hand held tightly and pulled by Ken.
"Mas, this is why use hand-held all the way. Want to cross the street?" Ask Gitta.
"Hhhhhhhh."
Gitta only snorted in annoyance if her husband's illness had recurred. However, she did not refuse the grasp of her husband's hand. He just kept his hand held. For Gitta, this was a new experience for him. So, as much as possible she will not make mistakes or embarrass her husband or family.
Ken took Gitta to the north of the place, because there were a lot of big trees there. Luckily the weather wasn't too hot this afternoon.
"Want a drink?" Ken asked as he reached the empty pair of chairs that were there.
"Yes, I can." Answer Gitta.
"I'll get it first. Wait here." Ken said that he immediately went to get a drink for Gitta.
Gita immediately sat on the chair facing the main stage. He immediately opened the bag and pulled out his phone. He wants to contact mommy to find out the state of his sister-in-law, Khanza.
"Assalamualaikum Mom." Say hello to Gitta as soon as the call is connected.
"Waalaikumsalam darling. How, have you arrived in Bandung?" Ask mommy.
"Yes Mom. It just arrived at the show." Answer Gitta. "How's Khanza Mom doing?"
"Alhamdulillah Khanza is fine. There is a crack in his left hand and it has been treated by an expert doctor. Now he can even sleep." Said mommy.
"Alhamdulillah if all is well Mom." Answer Gitta. Gitta immediately hung up the phone call when someone patted her on the shoulder.
Gitta turned her head and how surprised she was when she saw her adoptive uncle and his wife and child. They were quite surprised when they saw Gitta who was there. The reason, the event only invited entrepreneurs from companies that are already quite large. Exa Pratama's? Yes, since it was acquired by GC its development is very rapid. In fact, it has started to be known in Singapore and Malaysia.
Then, why Gunawan Wicaksono, Gitta's adoptive uncle still works there? That's because GC still employs him there. Not as a top leader, but as a managing manager. Gitta learned of this from Ken after his encounter with his aunt.
"Well, you're here, huh?" Salsa asked haughtily.
Gitta just blicked her lips. He did not even say hello to his uncle and aunt. Let it be considered impolite. They always demean others. Inner Gitta.
"The open replied, but remained silent. Heh, little man, you should know yourself. It's a big event, for the big guys. You shouldn't be here." Auntie said.
Gitta was already immune enough when they always called him a pickle boy.
"You guys, why are you here?" Ask Gitta.
"Of course we attended this event. We got an invitation." Salsa said arrogantly.
Gitta just rolled her eyes puffed up when she heard him.
"I am the owner of Exa Pratama who has gone international. Of course I have to attend." Uncle Gitta said proudly.
Gitta could only shake her head after hearing this reply from the two people in front of her. It turns out they never change. He has always been proud of what is not his. In fact, ever since the foster mother was alive.
"Listen to Git, you'd better get out of this place. You shouldn't be here. Don't embarrass yourself by being in a place of great people like this." Auntie said.
Gitta just blicked her lips. "Oh, means this event is only for big guys like uncle and aunt? How much do uncle and aunt weigh now? 80 Or 90 kilos?" Said Gitta.
Salsa, hearing Gitta's words, became even more furious.
"Heehh, you're getting bolder huh, you om-om stash." Salsa.
Ken who had been watching them from near the tree, immediately walked over. He pretended not to know who they were.
"What's this?" Ken asked while giving Gitta some drinking water.
Gitta who saw it immediately received the drink.
"Thank you." Said Gitta.
The three people who were in front of Gitta were still paying attention to Ken and Gitta's interaction. Finally, Salsa. He did not blink at all looking at the same man as a while ago together with Gitta.
"We should have asked. Who're you?" Ask uncle Gitta.
Uncle Gitta welcomes Uncle Gitta's hand. "Gunawan Wicaksoni, owner of Exa Pratama." Answer pongah. "And this is my wife and daughter." He continued while introducing his wife and daughter. However, Ken did not look at Aunt Gitta and Salsa at all.
"Are you ready, Gitta?" Ask uncle.
Ken turned his head to look at Gitta who Gitta answered while sniffing her shoulders.
"I'm Gitta's friend, her bedmate." Ken replied casually.
The three people were surprised. They immediately looked at Gitta with an accusatory look. They think that Gitta has really become an om-om mistress. That's when he was young. 😂
They did not have time to answer, the voice of the host was about to start the event. Gitta's uncle and aunt soon passed from there. Ken and Gitta decided to stay.
"Mas, are they really invited to this show? How can?" Ask Gitta.
"May represent om Rudi." Answer Ken. Yes, after the acquisition, the company was led by Fahrudi, Papa Evan's confidant. Perhaps Rudi was not present, so asked Gitta's uncle to attend. Think Ken.
The welcome event from various parties was immediately in the title. The boisterous sound of applause did not stop being heard when some young entrepreneurs were introducing themselves on stage. Most of them were twenty-five to thirty years old. Very lukewarm young entrepreneur. So the thoughts of the daughters of entrepreneurs who were also present there. Many of them were openly acquainted with the young entrepreneurs, Salsa was no exception.
It did not go unnoticed by Gitta.
"Mas, you know some of those people?" Appoint Gitta to a group of people where Salsa is gathered. Ken looked at the direction Gitta was heading.
"Know. They're young entrepreneurs engaged in transportation and media." Answer Ken.
"Hhhmmm deserves a quick gercep." Said Gitta.
Ken looked at Gitta. "What does that mean?"
"That's it, look at Salsa there. He must be looking for a thump. They're lukewarm." Answer Gitta.
Ken frowned hearing Gitta's reply.
"If I were, lukewarm no?" Ken asked with a smile towards Gitta.
Gitta turned to look at Ken's face, then shook his head. Ken glared when he saw Gitta shake her head, while Gitta immediately laughed at the change in her husband's expression.
"You're not only lukewarm, but also hugable, kissable, and most importantly daddyable." Gitta replied as she rubbed Ken's cheek with a smile.
Ken smiled at her hearing it. He grabbed Gitta's hand and kissed her.
"You have the courage to flirt now, just be careful if you forget tonight." Said Ken.
Gitta withdrew her hand while pursing her lips. Maybe he still remembers about it. Inner Gitta.
"Later what night did Mas?" Ask Gitta pretending not to know.
"Of course spoil Kj. It's been two days that he's been taken." Ken answered lightly.
"I'm coming in the moon Mas, how the hell." Gerrilla Gitta.
"Yes, typing dong." Ken replied while looking at his phone.
"Typing? Meanin?"
Ken looked up at the wife's face. "What do you usually type?" Ask.
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