The Man in the Dream
26.Buy Beans

"Stupid....! you're not becus!" swearing a heavy voice with his bulging eyes.

The three people who were dressed in all black were able to bow in silence listening to the insults and anger of their master.

"How can you not lose against that snot kid?" surya asked with his high tone.

"I'm sorry, sir. We will do it again." replied one of Surya's men.

"Stupid! you think my in-laws will stay silent? do it carefully. Bring the snot in front of me." Surya ordered.

I don't know since when the man was in town S. Her only goal is one, get rid of Shenaa so that her entire in-law inheritance only falls into the hands of her children.

Elsewhere, Broto is staying at his grandson's apartment. Shenaa had been sleeping since then due to the influence of the medicine she was taking.

"Let's find out who's behind all this?" broto's orders to his men.

"Good sir."

"And don't forget to watch Surya and Asih."

"Good sir."

"Where's that brash son-in-law?" ask Broto.

"Your son-in-law is staying at one of the hotels in this city sir. What should I do with your daughter-in-law?"

"Leave it! I'm sure Surya is the mastermind of all this" Broto said. "Just watch the movement of the Sun. Report every move on me." Broto orders me back.

"Good sir."

Stay Broto himself accompanied by two men is also one of the loyal people always follow wherever he goes. His name is Sahman, a forty-eight year old man who has been neglecting his life with Broto for twenty years.

"Master needs to rest" Sahman said.

"Hmmm.." replied Broto without opening his mouth.

The old man entered the room, momentarily his memories returned to the past. As a father, Broto honestly misses his dead son.

The night changed in the morning, Shenaa who had just woken up felt shocked when she saw the dining table full of various kinds of dishes. The woman scratched her head not itchy.

"The present age with any money power is definitely over" Broto answered casually.

"When have you been here?" shenaa asked when she saw Alan who had just come out of the kitchen with a glass of milk.

"Since you've been far away in your dreamland." Alan said, then offered a glass of milk to Shenaa.

"You're not working?" ask Shenaa back.

Alan glanced at the clock that was coiling in his hand. "Do you know what my job is?" alan said with a sly smile.

"Basic...!" shenaa.

Broto just laughed crisply at the behavior of his granddaughter, Shenaa exactly the same as the late Liana who if speaking only said.

"Shenaa, grandfather has bought one of the hotels in the city. Maybe you can manage it?" broto's words made the milk that Shenaa drank spew out.

"Why are you so slovenly...!" cibir Alan then took a tissue for Shenaa.

"Grandpa buys a hotel like a peanut. Cheap!" as for that woman.

"Yes, all thanks to the help of Mr. Beni." said Broto.

"Let someone else take care of her. I'm still at home working at Alan's company." Shenaa refused.

Broto took a deep breath, the old man was a little disappointed by the rejection from his granddaughter. "Why? what makes you feel good?" asked Broto in his sad tone.

Shenaa glanced at Alan, "Because it was in Alan's company that I could feel the pleasure of a high salary and I could help some of the orphans in the orphanage first." the woman's murmur made Alan look at the woman. "That place was also the beginning of my life worth a cake. I've been working at Alan's company for a long time, where I might just walk out."

"Then why did you resign?" alan asked, but the man knew what the reason was.

"Don't be stupid! I hate you for being like that." said Shenaa with her sharp eyes.

"Obsually his eyes. I'm just kidding!" alan's reply made Broto laugh.

This morning was lovely, they had breakfast together. Finished breakfast Alan went to his office for a while as usual. While Shenaa is still cool to enjoy good food that if not exhausted, he said.