The Idaman Mas Duda
Chapter 19 The Tasks of Abygiel

Hanum was again astonished when he saw Abygiel pressing a button on a door that suddenly opened.

Hanum actually wanted to ask but Abygiel was so cold to her that Hanum silenced the intention.

For a moment Hanum became very surprised and immediately hugged Abygiel when he felt the door suddenly run very fast.

"Ouch, Mas. Why is the door running?"

"Is, what the hell is the hug of everything?" Abygiel wanted to break away from Hanum but the little girl instead tightened her embrace even more.

"I'm scared, Mom. What if we suddenly fall?"

"Jeez, what a fuck? Where did it fall? It's called the elevator, do you want us to go through dozens of stairs up to the top floor to the number forty?"

"What's? Floor number forty? That's high, I'm afraid?" Hanum further sunk his face into the chest of Abygiel's field which was very careless and annoyed at him. But Hanum won't care about the problem, which is important, the ridiculous way it can reduce his fear.

Oh my, how is this? She must not have taken a shower her hair is still so good again...

"Geez, you're not shampooing? Your hair's like carrion, tauk!"

Abygiel wanted to vomit, but he could stand it, because shortly after that the elevator door was finally open.

"Let go of your arms, let's get out!"

"Have you arrived, Mom?"

"It."

Hanum checked the situation and conditions and then immediately released Abygiel who again noticed him after coming out of the elevator.

"Eh wait a minute. You must be making Zahra's shirt?" Abygiel checked with a thorough look.

"Hehehe... Yes Mas. Cook your clothes anyway? I don't have any clothes because my clothes are missing in a travel car. So Oma asked me to put on the clothes first!"

Abygiel grumbled lazily hearing that and went ahead of Hanum who was tailing behind. Upon arrival in the main room, Hanum widened his eyes to see the room was so dirty and messy. Many files on the shelf are also not neatly arranged.

"AstaufiruLahaladzim, what office is the sheep cage? How messy is that?"

"Not, but a dracula cage," Ketus Abygiel again.

"And I speak as is. An office this big has no cleaner!"

"Oh, don't talk much. Hurry up you get all this done immediately. I have to meet first. O yes everything should be clean by the time I get back!"

"Nothing but I'll be back in an hour!"

Abygiel passed out with the file in his hand just now regardless of Hanum's ravings. Abygiel never allowed anyone to enter the room for any reason except his assistant. But for a week his assistant was assigned to Bandung for business so that Abygiel would not be able to do the task alone.

"Oh my goodness, there is a yes. Boss seborok him. Last night I did not bauk.But in fact the slovenly was him. In fact, the room as good and as big as this is a lot of papers and tissues scattered. What the hell is it working for? This morning I also saw a lot of paper in Mas Abygiel's room. What are these papers doing, weird?"

Hanum collected the papers and put them in a litter box in front of Abygiel's door. He also tidied up all the files on the shelf but due to the high part, Hanum also dragged Abygiel's chair and climbed up through the chair.

Because of his fun doing the job, Hanum so almost slipped.

"Eh, Uh... How's this?" Hanum was very panicked and was really about to fall but luckily someone caught the weight of Hanum's tiny body.

"Mas Aby...?"

Hanum felt calm because he survived, but he would not be separated from the rampage Abygiel who immediately released his body violently.

"Where the hell does it work? Are you bored of living? You're sloppy!"

"It's a high place, Mas. I can't eat it up!"

"No excuses, just make it affordable, keep the floor broom!"

"Yes, Mum."

Abygiel picked up something on his desk that was left behind and came back out of the room.

Again Hanum had to be upset because of the behavior of his one master. Hanum had only recently met someone who was a model like Abygiel.

"Basar Mas Songong, uh nah-no joking that's too good. But the real thing is Mas Soang is the same as a duck, his mouth is noisily fuss mute do not want to diem," added Hanum again while continuing his task of cleaning the room Abgiel.

After everything was done, Hanum smiled with the results of his performance, "Well, it's not as rich as seeing Mas Abygiel's face. I'd love to nimpuk it if I met."

Hanum decided to sit on Abygiel's chair earlier while looking through the files on the table. But unfortunately Hanum did not understand in the slightest what the function of the writings was.

When he opens the next few files. Hanum again found there were many photos of Zahra tucked inside there. It made Hanum even more curious as to what exactly Zahra was so that Abygiel could not escape from the shadow of his late wife.

"Horally, Ms. Zahra is very beautiful like the artists on television. So no wonder that Mas Abygiel love dies. But why should it be slippery in a book not on display on the wall of this room?"

"See what?" Reprove someone who suddenly entered the room.