The Change Destiny
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Chapter 145
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The next day, as Wiliam was about to go to work and Josh to school, Melani rushed to hide the paper that was still slipping all night at the waist of her pants.
Feeling that there is no safe place, Melani is heavy-hearted to burn the folds of paper for the memory of losing her future baby.
"I'm sorry Mommy, son. You remain in your heart, Mami" sadly lit a matchstick, which was borrowed secretly from the kitchen.
Srassh.....
The paper that ignited the fire was lit, burning the paper charred into burnt dust.
Tokkkp....Tokkkp..
"His, I want permission to buy matches, yes" said the waiter did not know the matches were borrowed.
"Yes" Melani replied as if she didn't know.
The waiter who wants to go to the market to buy matches, asks the bodyguard first. Anybody knows someone's smoking and is willing to lend it to him.
Melani walked around looking at the situation outside the room.
"I have to put it somewhere else, let it not be caught" Melani hurriedly brought a match to the kitchen.
Melani put a matchbox at the end of the kitchen table, deliberately different so that the waiter is 'slipped'.
"Mba, here's the match" said Melani pretend to find.
"Could there be?" the waiter was puzzled while holding onto a mancis borrowed from one of the bodyguards.
"Twisted times, Mba" took drinking water as an excuse.
"Maybe too" said the waiter walking while scratching his head in confusion.
The waiter returned to work, and Melani went back to the rest room.
During the day, Wiliam and Josh, who had come home for lunch, had decided to return to the mansion.
Arriving at the mansion, they informed the decision for the common good.
Melani can only be submissive, as she has no right to reject comparisons between 2 to 1.
"Tomorrow we return home" said Wiliam after all agreed.
They had lunch together quietly. Melani, who still has a fever, only eats one-third of the usual portion.
"I'm ready" said Melani put the flatware upside down.
"Don't forget to take medicine" said Wiliam.
"Josh's done too" Josh said, eating in a hurry.
"Rapidly do PR. After that learn" said Wiliam.
Melani and Josh only nod when they give you a warning.
Although Melani is not too lethargic, Josh said the reason he agreed to return to the big house.
"If in Josh's room later, Mami can work without Daddy knowing" said Josh and embraced Melani.
"But the laptop is here?" ask Melani.
"Overnight Josh copied the program and other data to the memory chip. So just need to bring memory" replied Josh indicating the memory storage chip.
"OK"
Czechkk.....
"You've taken the medicine, haven't you?" william asked the door but it was not answered.
"It's been" Melani replied in shock.
"You learn fast too" Wiliam told Josh.
"I-iya" Josh answered.
"Daddy wants to go back to the office, you guys don't make any strange behavior" cold message Wiliam, pointing at the two who are sitting upright stiff.
Josh and Melani nod until Wiliam is completely out of the room.
Meanwhile, somewhere else at the same time. Santi started to like Ronald gradually.
"It looks like he's my soul mate" Santi sat daydreaming at the desk.
Santi is an architect, every painting depicted is not just the origin of the image. He put the formula in every detail of a large building, so that it is sturdy and resistant to natural shocks.
Tak...Tukkkp...
Pencils are shaken, sometimes they are also rotated. Imagine the handsome face of Ronald, make Santi forget to focus on working on his project.
"Mh.... If you have children, it must be very handsome. So cute" his angry murmur fantasized.
"Mom..Ma'am." call a workwoman, see Santi sitting around daydreaming for so long.
"Mas Ron" said Santi's embarrassment.
Karyawati held hands and patted Santi's face gently.
"Uhh...Mr. Ron" tingles is thought to be being wooed.
"Mom!!" karyawati shake Santi's body increasingly acting strange.
Later awakened from the hallucination.But the first thing asked is to go where the man who was in front of him.
Karyawati noleh left right, do not see any man or anyone else, other than the two of them.
"From that time there was no one else but me and my mother" replied the woman.
"Ahhhhh... Not likely. Ronald had a chance to hold my hand and face" muttered slowly Santi.
The subtle sound of Santi's babbling can still be heard by the female.
"Mom, you're okay, right?" santi's face was still dimming.
Poks...Poks..
Santi slapped his face slowly, then I rubbed my eyes with a vision that was considered blurry.
"Geez" Santi said patting his head in narcissistic embarrassment.
"Mom, we're waiting for a meeting" said karyawati.
"Just like Mr. Kurniawan, right?" clarify who they are meeting with.
"Right, Bu" help grab a sheet of paper roll.
Santi and the woman walked quickly to the meeting room.
A sketch of the building's emblazoned image explains how he and his team completed the building.
"We guarantee the quality and quantity that we do" Santi assured the consumer.
"But, I want the building you designed to be completed within 1 year" said Mr. Kurniawan.
"Good" Santi agreed to the request.
As an architect who has been in building for a long time, and also understands the needs of the contractor, Santi immediately called the supplier of building materials.
The next few days, the building design began to be done after all the needs of the project have been available to come on time.
Cringing.... Drett.... Pakse....Pukkkp....
That was the sound of the building to be erected, as Santi reviewed the area of the building project.
The manual laborers, who were wearing heavy equipment to common tools, sounded all the voices of the tools.
Some destroyed the rest of the old building with a hammer after being knocked down with a contractor and a drilling machine.
There are also those who move the stone and concrete iron that will be used.
The scorching sun also intercepted the bodies of the manual laborers, who were moving agilely under it.
Sweat drenched the clothes of all manual laborers.But they are still eager to fill the stomach an inch.
Pritt's....Pritt's...
Whistles blown by the building foreman, marking the hour of rest for the manual laborers.
Catering box rice is taken one by one by those who line up neatly.
Each of them chose a shady place to rest for a while, before returning to finish the day's work.
From afar, Santi monitored every development of the stage of the collapse of the old building.
"Sir, later we have to cast the foundation of the skyscraper must be more in 5 meters than usual" said Santi ordered the building foreman to work closer.
"Well, Bu" replied the foreman, paying attention to the sketch of the initial stage of the foundation of the building in the form of 'K'.
It is not easy if you want to build a building that has a certain shape. So every foundation at the bottom up to half the building, must be able to withstand the heavy load that is on it.
The foreman is very easy to understand the way the explanation of the almost 30-year-old woman. Because they have been collaborating for several years.
In addition, building materials provider vendors always send staples on time.
"If there are people who do not understand, or there are obstacles, you can immediately contact me" said Santi before disbanding the people who gathered, studying the sketch.
"Well, Mom" replied the foreman, keep a copy of the foundation sketch.
Santi and the karyawati left the review project area for lunch, before going to another project site that was almost run, left for finishing.
Drett......Drett...
Santi's mobile phone vibrates in a handbag.
His phone, which is always in busy mode when out of the office, will only vibrate violently in a small bag for the owner to notice.
"Mu Santi's friends certainly nyari again" said karyawati always know the caller ceaseless until appointed owner.
Santi unzipped the handbag with a grinning smile.
Right guess the employee, who else often calls not on time.
"Hello,Mur. What's up?" say hello directly asked Santi to the person across there.
"Gue wants to hear your updated info" replied Ceplos Murni, who was sitting with 2 balloons.
"What info?" Santi's confused.
"Your progress approaches the future husband, hehehe" she laughed aloud.
"I discussed it after work" replied Santi already connected.
"Cannot. If the afternoon, the question must serve the husband, the night I have to give satisfactory service, understand dong" pure oceh not shy to say connotations in the room.
"Ok,ok.I chat aja" Santi resigned every listen to the explanation of a friend who has no shame on him.
Santi sent a chat message in his heart.
Between fear of going forward and hesitation to retreat. Because Ronald is not an ordinary rich man, who has no rival to be a wife.
Purely read the chat seriously.Sangkin seriously, do not eat his son he who eats until it runs out.
"Have a friend has been taught many tips and tricks, still not practiced" Pure grumbled, scratching the head with dirty hands.
"Ma-ma" call a rather large toddler pulling a Pure suit.
"What, son?" pure Sahut is not.
"Dedek" replied the toddler who pointed to his adek who climbed on the dining table.
Pure is still busy focusing on giving advice to friends who are upset elsewhere.
Though the situation before his eyes when he looked like the 2nd world war. Not just one toddler who makes the dining table messy. The toddler who reported to Murni also messed up vegetables and side dishes.
"Tatak, other" said a 3-year-old toddler, throwing fried fish on the dining table.
"Mamam, deck" toddler 5 years comot the cow's eye egg.
The two toddlers were busy with their imaginations when they saw the cuisine on the table. They imitate Pure behavior when cooking in the kitchen.
Several kinds of vegetables and side dishes, put together continuously stirred.
"Geez!!" pure scream, quickly put the phone and clean the toddler with their experiment.
It's screwed! It's so messy when kids are acting so hard. Easy job is complicated.
Pure face wry, messy hair. Patience possessed by Pure is rare magic.
Even though she screamed in annoyance, Pure did not immediately lightly hit her children.
The punishment given is light and unique.
"You guys are screwed up. So you guys have to broom and mop" Purely handing over the broom and broom mop for them to clean.
Both follow orders with pleasure. The dirty floor was full of spiced fruit spills and dropped side dishes that were thrown, they pushed to the left right.
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