
"Quick Jon. Poor Dinda!"
Joni can only snort annoyed when his boss is relentlessly undermining him with a quick sentence until his apartment unit.
"Jeez Lan, you don't see that we're currently riding the elevator. I have to how to speed up the movement of this elevator Lan?"
"My body hurts Jon!" mooed Erlan while glancing at the face of her household assistant who was unconscious.
Joni shifted her body slightly to get closer to Erlan. He also extended both his hands. "Here, give it to me!"
Erlan. "Love you? Meanin?"
"Yes, if you mind replacing me with Dinda. You can walk without a burden."
"Eh, no, no, no. It could be dangerous for him if it's in your hands. You may take the opportunity to.... "
Tink...
The elevator rang, before long the door opened and Erlan rushed to get the woman to her apartment unit. While Joni can only look at the behavior of the bride and groom.
What happened to Erlan. He looked panicked to see the housekeeper faint. His face looks different too. Not just anxiety but .. ah, what the fuck is you Jon. There was no way Erlan would have any other feelings for Dinda. He wants to get married.
Not wanting to get caught up in her own prejudice, Joni took wide-footed steps to follow Erlan.
"Mbok, Mbok Surti. Please Mbok, Dinda passed out!"
Erlan's shout echoed filled the corners of the room. Making Surti who had just finished doing Isya prayers was shocked to death. The middle-aged woman got up from her position and approached towards the source of the voice.
"O Allah Den, this is Dinda why? Why would you faint like this?"
Erlan put Dinda's body on the sofa as the aches began to ambush. "Either Mbok, I don't know either. Where did Dinda come from, Mbok, how did you ride an online motorcycle?"
Surti's forehead was slightly wrinkled, not understanding what this master said.
"out? Dinda just got home, Den."
"What's? So, since then Dinda has not been able to go home Mbok?"
Surti shook his head. "Not Den. Dinda came home right in this Erlan den."
"Well, that means your wife's scalper has Lan. Letting Dinda go home on an online motorcycle taxi," Joni said.
For a moment, Erlan examined what this personal assistant had said. Maybe Jenica would do that. But if it's true, then why did Dinda pass out like this? Doesn't riding an online motorcycle taxi won't make him tired.
Erlan's attention was again on this fainting woman as her two eyeballs moved even though her petals were still closed. Sure enough, it didn't take long, Dinda woke up from her stupor.
"Loh, what's up? Why is everyone gathered here?"
This woman's energy seemed to be drained out until her voice sounded soft. He wanted to shift his body, take a sitting position. But baby, it doesn't feel so strong.
"We should have asked you. Why did you get home on a motorcycle and why did you pass out?" timpal Erlan who seems to want to hear an explanation from Dinda immediately.
"So I was taken down by the side of the road by non Jenica, sir. He said, non Jenica had a sudden business so I was asked to go home to ride an online motorcycle taxi."
"Then, why did you pass out like this Jen?"
"I ..."
Krucuk..
"Geez, Dinda's starving Lan. You hear the sound of her stomach?" joni said he was so sure that Dinda was hungry.
Erlan was slightly stunned when she heard the stomach sound of this housekeeper. Just this time, he heard such a loud stomach sound.
"You hungry Din?" Now it's Surti's turn to ask Dinda.
Dinda just lowered her head while nodding slowly. "I-iya Mbok, I'm so hungry."
"Geez, you've been going all day with non-Jenica, aren't you fed?" connect Surti a little bit of anxiety.
Dinda was silent. He slightly glanced towards Erlan who at that time Erlan was also looking at him. I want him to tell me what he is going through. However, he is worried if what is said becomes a problem between the employer.
Dinda's silence was enough to make Erlan understand that the lover did not buy food for Dinda. He could only throw a rough breath.
"Yes Mbok, now make Dinda food yes. Looks like Dinda's body is very weak," Erlan asked Mbok Surti.
"Eh but sir, let me do the cooking myself."
"Had Din. For this time let Simbok make food for you. You just take a break."
"Thank you, Mock."
"Either. You're not feeling well. It's supposed to be Simbok who makes food for you."
Surti walks towards the kitchen, making dinner for Dinda. While Erlan chose to enter his study followed by Joni. But before Joni tailed behind the boss' back, he first stood in front of Dinda.
"May I get well soon, beautiful. Next time if there's anything, just call Joni's sister. Guaranteed to be on standby, okay?"
Dinda just smiled clumsyly. I don't know what he has to say to respond to the words of his boss' personal assistant. His head was just down in shame. While Erlan who heard the assistant's chatter can only sort the temple. Maybe he teases a woman who incidentally is not a girl but the wife of people.
"You should ask Jenica about this Lan. That was your wife-to-be against Dinda?"
Arriving at Erlan's room, Joni tries to get her opinion out. He thought that Jenica's attitude had gone too far. Letting a household assistant go hungry.
"I know what Jenica did has gone too far for Jon. But I'm sure Jenica had a reason to drop Dinda off on the side of the road" Erlan said, leaning her back against her ergonomic chair.
"Ckkckk..," decak Joni. "It's not that Dinda was dropped by the side of Lan's road, but Dinda who was not bought food or drink by your future wife" Joni explained.
Erlan fell silent. Didn't know what his assistant said. A slightly rough breath shot out from Erlan's lips. It was as if releasing something that felt chest tight.
"Can't it be if Jenica is so short of money that she can't afford to buy Dinda food and drinks?" cerca Joni asked for an answer.
"Obviously it can't be Jon, I'm even giving Jenica more money than the fifty million that will be used to buy handouts. I'll add another ten million for him."
"Cckkckkkk .. if so, your future wife is really confused Lan. Or maybe he ...."
Erlan who had previously stared at the ceiling of the room now she moved to look at Joni's face.
"Maybe what's Jon?"
"Don't Jenica have a personal grudge against Dinda Lan?"
"What?"
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