The Charm of Love Amartha
Camp Held, Passion Together
Amartha turned around, walked over and instantly closed the door. Vira can only stay in place. But for a moment the door opened again.
"Gee!" vira's cry was startled as her body staggered forward as her hand was pulled by Amartha into the villa.
"I'm still angry with you" said Amartha, who walked away from Vira in the living room.
Esih who had just delivered batagor and cuanki to the house Akbar was amazed to see there were many cars parked in front of the Villa.
Esih walked over, and there were several men in suits standing in the courtyard. The woman caught two figures standing at each other's door, knocking on the brown door leaf.
"Darling, I'm in, huh?" exclamation Satya.
"Amartha? if you don't want to go home with your husband, you can go home with me!" Kenan half yelled.
"Darling, I went inside, huh?" satya said no less harshly.
"Excuse me, Mister?" esih said when he was behind the two men.
Both Satya and Kenan immediately twisted their bodies, seeing who was behind them.
"Sorry, who do you want to meet?" ask Esih.
"Amartha," answered Satya.
"I'm Satya her husband" continued Satya.
"You who?" ask Kenan.
"I'm Esih, I'm the one who used to help here" Esih replied.
"Please tell Amartha that I want to meet," Satya's seobot, Kenan who had wanted to talk suddenly clenched his lips again, the man hissed irritatedly.
"See, I call you first. Excuse me," said Esih. Satya and Kenan immediately shifted to give the woman access.
While waiting for Satya chose to sit on the chair on the terrace of the Villa, Kenan followed what Satya did. Because it is quite a bitchy too long standing in front of the door.
While Esih who had just entered was shocked by the appearance of a beautiful woman with short hair over shoulders smiling towards him.
"Is it tea?" murmured Esih as she looked at Vira who was standing sitting on a chair in the living room.
Vira was confused because he was stared at by a woman.
"Punten, Eneng Neng Tata's guest?" ask Esih.
"Tata? Amartha? hu'uh, yes I am a friend of Amartha," replied Vira with a smile.
"Then I make tea in the back, Neng." said Esih who then left Vira alone in the living room.
Vira scratched her head which was not itchy at all, she was at a loss how to persuade Amartha. How can he persuade, the people he aja joined in the same interview with Amartha.
Esih knocked on the door first before going to the kitchen.
"Miss?" exclaim Esih.
"Come on, Tea.." said Amartha from the room.
Esih opened the door slowly and walked over to Amartha who was sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Neng, outside there is Eneng's husband, there is one more man I do not understand whose name. Want to see Eneng said," said Esih.
"I don't want to see you, Tea. Tell them to come home, and say no need to come back here again," said Amartha who held back her tears.
"If women are in the living room how, Neng?" ask Esih.
"He's my friend his name is Vira. Please bring him to the other room, Tea. He must be tired of long trips, ready to make dinner because he must be tired, he ate a lot so cook a little, yes, Tea?" Amartha.
Amartha cried, she missed Satya but she was also upset and disappointed at the same time. Amartha could not understand what she was feeling right now. She was so angry even with Vira who was just hitching a ride in her husband's car.
Esih walked to the kitchen to boil water. He made tea for Amartha guests, Esih also took out pastries stored in clear colored jars.
After the tea has been brewed and given enough sugar, Esih was out carrying drinks and cakes on a tray.
"Please, Neng." said Esih after putting a cup of tea and a jar on the table.
"Thank you, Ma'am!" said Vira.
"Call Esih tea, Neng.." said Esih.
"Okay, Tea." said Vira with a friendly smile.
A moment later Esih patted his eel, it seemed like he had forgotten something important.
"Astagfirlah, I forgot! a moment yes, Neng .. I want to go ahead first," said Esih who immediately opened the door. And sure enough, the sky was already dark. However, the two men were still waiting for someone who had not seen him.
"Sorry, Sir. Neng was Amartha advised, you better go home and do not need to come here again," said Esih.
Satya and Kenan immediately moved from his seat.
"Please tell my wife that I will wait here until she wants to see me" Satya said.
"You go home, let Amartha I persuade him" said Kenan.
"She's my wife, where I might let her have a roof with you" said Satya, who can read Kenan's plan.
"But he doesn't want to meet you, Sat! maybe if you go home, Amartha wants to see me, the person she doesn't hate for now" Kenan said.
While Esih was dizzy to hear the debate of the two men who were like children.
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The two held a tent in front of the villa. Who bothers of course Firlan who is also miserable must stay in the tent with his boss.
Not only Satya who stayed in the tent, but Kenan also did the same. Later that evening Satya told Firlan to buy camping equipment, while Kenan told his guards to buy a tent with groceries because his stomach was very hungry.
"Boss? when are we going to play this camp? where the air is cold, my bones are freezing" Firlan said as he sat in front of an electric stove that was being used to boil water.
"I can't possibly let him wander around here" Satya pointed at Kenan with his chin. The man was enjoying the instant ramen and looked towards Satya by raising one eyebrow. Kenan blew air from his mouth before stuffing noodles into his mouth with chopsticks.
"Aish, it sucks that guy" muttered Satya.
"La? how many centuries have you cooked water? real long! don't you see the water is boiling" Satya said, pointing to a kettle that was emitting white smoke.
"Patience, patience..." Firlan could only stroke his chest.
Firlan then brewed coffee into a cup, not forgetting he added creamer and sugar.
"Your coffee, sir!" Firlan thrust hot coffee at Satya.
"Please get me something to eat" Satya said ambiguously.
"Will grass, sir?" ask Firlan nosy.
"I'm a human not a goat, Firlan! I told you to buy snacks, biscuits or anything important human food" Satya insisted. Firlan chuckled, successfully upsetting his boss.
Meanwhile, Amartha peeked out from behind the living room window curtain.
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