TAGGED WITH OM RICH
37. Stop calling me Sister-in-law.

Renatta had arrived at the campus, escorted by a well-bodied driver. After his marriage, Richard refused to drive his own car.

Wherever the woman goes, she has to be taken. If not with Richard, then Renatta must go with the driver.

“Pak, I'll call you when I'm done. Today I have an extra class.” Renatta said as he opened his seatbelt.

“Good, mistress.” Answer the strong-bodied man firmly.

Renatta then got out of the car.

While stepping towards the campus building, Renatta's eyes accidentally caught the figure of Gista sitting on a park bench.

Renatta glanced at the expensive watch on his wrist. There was still about thirty minutes left, before the first class began.

Richard Wijaya's wife rushed to the friend.

“Gista.”

“Ya.” The girl answered without looking. His hands were busy playing with his cell phone.

Renatta clucked in annoyance. He then sat down next to his friend.

“Ta, what are you doing? Seems like a busy one? Got a new girlfriend, huh?” Guess Renatta then.

Gista looked at it briefly. He then refocused on his phone screen.

“Ih, Gista. Was looking at what the hell?” Curiosity Renatta made the woman to look at the screen of the friend's phone.

“You're looking for a job?” Asked Renatta when he saw Gista was surfing on a page that provides job market.

Gista nodded slowly. “But, I did not find a suitable part-time job.” Said the girl slowly.

“You want to work part-time, Ta?” Ask Renatta again.

And Gista nodded his head.

“Bapak owes a loan shark.” Said Gista with his head down.

Renatta jerked. He had come to Gista's house several times when he came home from college. The father, the only parent the girl had, was very kind and did not look like a man who liked to owe money.

“Bapak has a debt?” Tanya Renatta doesn't believe it.

Gista nodded his head again.

“How much?”

Gista sighed softly. Only Renatta could listen to his story at this moment.

“One hundred fifty million.” Said the girl softly.

“WHAT?!!”

Renatta. Makes Gista instantly panic.

“Yes God, Re. You make us the center of attention.” Gista looked back and forth while smiling awkwardly.

“For what money is that much, Gista?” Renatta asked with fleshy eyes.

Gista lowered his head.

“Online gambling. Apparently, the money that you have been giving me, the results of gambling online.” Gista said in a soft voice. He did not want anyone else to listen to his conversation.

“Jeez, mr.” Renatta shook his head in disbelief.

Silence then surrounded the two friends. Gista was again busy looking for a job that suited him. Meanwhile, Renatta was busy with his own thoughts.

“Ta. Just use my money. You pay the loan shark.” Renatta's proposal later.

Gista turned his head towards Renatta, who happened to be the woman also staring at him.

Gista then shook his head. “You yourself are in financial trouble. How can you kindly lend me money?”

Renatta poked his lips.

“Ta. I'm already married. My money is now from Rich. Not from dad or sister. So, my financial condition is fine.”

Gista seemed to think for a moment. He then shook his head. The girl felt bad if she had to borrow money from Renatta, while the money was given by Richard.

“I want to work, Re.”

“I didn't underestimate. But can you raise that kind of money in a short time? Especially with working part-time?” Ask Renatta later.

Gista shook his head weakly.

“Well, think first, Ta. If it needs to be fast and urgent, you can use my money.”

Renatta got up because time was running out, and the class was about to start.

“I also don't give you free. You borrow it with me. But, I will not sue like that loan shark. You return it later when it is already there.” Renatta then.

Gista.

“Ya. Just think about it first. Now we have to go to class. Do not get to the same law lecturer.”

****

When I go home from college. Renatta decided to go to the husband's office.

The man had many connections and co-workers. Anybody knows, Richard could find a job for Gista.

Her best friend still stubbornly wants to work part-time, and does not want to use the money given by Renatta.

When he got out of the elevator, Renatta passed Dirga who also just came out of his room.

On the highest floor of the Wijaya Group building, it is specifically for the company officials.

“Hai, sister-in-law.” Dirga's greeting makes Renatta's eyes perfectly rounded.

Because, on the floor there is a desk of secretaries who are ready to hear the words of Dirga at any time.

Renatta ignored Dirga, he passed into the husband's room.

Melissa stared dislikefully at Renatta. Secretary Richard immediately got a warning from Dirga.

“Why do you follow me?” Renatta asked as he clapped his chest.

He was about to open the door to Richard's room to enter, because Renatta had already contacted the husband. And the man asked her to go straight inside.

But Dirga's hand first grabbed the doorknob.

“I'm also going to enter.” Tukas Dirga's.

Renatta clucked in annoyance. He let Dirga open the door.

“Why did you guys come together?” Richard asked when he saw his wife coming in with his cousin.

“We accidentally cross paths in front.” Said Dirga, who was not allowed to sit directly in front of Richard's desk.

Richard clucked in annoyance.

He approached the wife who chose to sit on the sofa.

“Have lunch?” Asked Richard while rubbing the head of the wife.

“Already.” Renatta answered with a nod of his head.

“You are talking about what important things? So can't wait until I get home” Ask Richard again.

Renatta glanced at Dirga who was sitting casually on the chair.

“Are om and om Dirga busy? You guys have an important discussion?” Renatta turned around to throw a question.

“No.” Richard answered, looking at the cousin.

“Does sister-in-law have an important discussion with brother Rich? If yes, I'll excuse you. I just came here to invite Rich and brother-in-law to come to the opening event of my new cafe.” Dirga preparing to rise.

“Wait, by Dirga.” Renatta raised his palm as a sign to stop Dirga's footsteps.

The thirty-five year old man sat down again.

“The first one, please stop calling me sister-in-law. Anyway, I'm younger than Dirga.” Renatta.

Dirga only responded by twitching his shoulders.

“The second, was om say the opening event of a new cafe? Are you looking for part-time workers?” Ask Renatta later.

“Ya I—

“What are you asking for a part-time job? Don't tell me if you want to work?” Richard interrupted, speaking with his eyes staring intently.

Renatta shook his head quickly.

“Not me, om. But Gista. She wants to work part-time.” Renatta to Richard.

The woman then turned to Dirga.

“How about Dirga? Do you want to accept part-time workers? He is my best friend and he needs money. I've offered you help. But he doesn't want to. Gista still wants to work part-time.”

Renatta looked expectantly at his sister-in-law.

Dirga seemed to think of the word Renatta.

“Late next week, bring him with you during the cafe opening event. I will consider when I see the girl directly.” Dirga's disconnect later.

A smile rose on Renatta's beautiful face. He then got up, intending to hug his sister-in-law.

“Thanks sister in-—

“No need until hugging.” Richard growled while pulling his wife's waist before reaching Dirga.

“Basic possessive.” Cibir Dirga later.

***

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