The Perfectionist 2: Aerospace
Ilona Whines

The next day, Igan called Jio early in the morning to tell him that he was going to start working at his father's company.

But Igan still accept if there is an offer of a gig or shooting advertisements after office hours or on weekends.

Jio agreed to the request of the artist and his best friend. He also began to plan to open artist management to invite other artists to join his management.

"Well, Igan's been a promotion staff, right from today?" ask me shortly before breakfast.

"Yes, already. Welcome to join, son! Remember the message of the father, be an exemplary employee with an active and correct work. Okay?"

"Ready, Commander! Breakfast before you leave. Oh yeah, Igan's going to the motorbike dealer home from work."

"Who, what do you want to do, son?" ask Moon.

"You buy a motorbike, Bun." said Igan.

"Ish, do not do it .. You use the motor later look like you all the way if you are an artist!" hatch Moon.

"It's a helmet, Bun. Anyway, why would the artist use a motorbike? Can't you?"

"It is not so .. but Mother is worried, there will be people who have evil intentions to you because they know who you are."

"Udah lah Bun .. nothing, justin aja Igan use the motor. More relaxed and quiet too, right? can be slippage in the street if it is stuck." said Bintang, defending the opinion of his son.

"Iya Bun, other artists are also many who use public transportation, no problem." added Igan.

"But you are ...."

"You are also like the Bun people, ordinary people as well" said Igan gently, refuting the Moon's speech.

The moon took a deep breath, "Yes already if it wants to. But promise, you have to be careful!" The moon finally gave up.

"Yes Mother is beautiful ..." said Igan while smiling at the mother.

Tired of arguing, the three of them began to eat the breakfast menu that had been lined up at the dining table.

Igan could not hide his enthusiasm that would start working as a promotional staff in his father's office.

Approximately ... Tia will be surprised if you know I became his division partner? terka Igan in heart.

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After finishing breakfast, Bintang took the time to read the newspaper in the middle room with the Moon, his beloved wife.

But a car seemed to honk several times in front of the gate of the house until heard by them.

"Whose car, Bun? Tumben clock here is a guest." asked the star.

"No idea, maybe Jio?" sahut Moon.

In the courtyard of the house, a security guard who was on duty rushed out of the post and approached the car through a small door adjacent to the gate.

"Good morning." greet the security guard to the driver.

Slowly the car glass was opened until it looked like a beautiful girl with black eyes was sitting behind the wheel.

"August, Sir. I want to meet Dirgantara." said the girl without a smile.

"Well, wait a minute, ma'am? I'll tell Mas Igan."

"Open the gate! He must have wanted to see me. There's something important I want to talk to him about."

"Sorry, but I ...."

"Udah, open the gate!" he cut off the guard's speech.

"I can't, Ma'am."

"Do you work here?" knock the girl.

Inside the house, Igan who wanted to check the condition of his car also stepped out.

"Son, you have another appointment with Jio?" ask the Moon when the son is stepping down the stairs.

"Euh? A promise? No Bun, did Jio come?" Igan was surprised and asked back.

"So there's a horn kayak in front of our house, but the security guard did not go in to tell who came." said the Moon.

"Try to see out the Bun. You want to check the car."

"Yes already."

Igan then stepped towards the gate to see who had come, but his steps suddenly came to a halt when he saw a parked car right in front of the gate of his parents' house.

"That's Lona's car? Why else would he come here?" igan Gumam.

Igan sped up his steps then went out to meet the girl who turned out to be Ilona.

"Why are you here?" ask Igan, firmly.

Ilona then drove out the security guard who from earlier made it difficult for her.

"Satpam are you really interested?! I'm used to coming here, when I use the permission first of all!" grumbled Ilona, annoyed.

"Emang now kayak is the rule for all guests who come. You haven't answered my question, why are you here again?" firmly Igan.

Igan frowned, "Seeks for help?? Ask for help what?" ask Igan, wonder.

"Please revoke your report to Om Bono, you want his services for you. You have a good time, Gan?" ilona whine.

Igan sighed and then he snorted, when he had caught the intention and purpose of Ilona coming that morning to his house.

"I'm just trying to find justice, do something I shouldn't have. I want to punish his actions, whether it's you or not."

"Yes but in this case Om I Gan is involved, so I ask you to withdraw the report."

"It's your own choice to get involved."

"But the mastermind is Yongki, not Om Bono!"

Igan smiled cynically, "Whoever is the mastermind, which clearly the two of them were working together to destroy my career. Mending you home, I'm busy!" suhut Igan, then turned around the body to pass.

"Dagan, my auntie! He became sick since Om Bono often went back and forth to be examined by the police." cried Ilona, welding.

Igan stopped stepping back and replied, "That's none of my business. Lagian ... Om you also have no apologies to me, why do you have to bother gini??"

"Gan, maybe Om I should apologize to you, so I'm the representative of him. Igan ... Igan!!!" shouted Ilona.

"Close the door, sir!" igan's orders on the house security.

"Good, Mas."

Igan stepped back, without caring for the voice of Ilona who continued to whine for her mercy.

Sori Lon, I must be firm so that there is a deterrent effect for the culprit.

The security guard immediately closed the door and locked it, leaving Ilona who still kept calling Igan's name.

"Sir Hendro, please check my car? I'm so lazy here for a long time to check the car, noisy!" Igan asked his father's personal driver to help check the condition of his car.

"Oh, ready!" sahut Pak Hendro's.

Igan stepped back inside the house, then sat in a chair with his parents.

"A guest, son? Who?" ask Moon.

"Ilona." said Igan briefly with an annoyed face.

"Ilona? Want what?" The moon asked again.

"He whined so Igan pulled the report, Bun."

"Ah .. basic family do not know themselves. How dare we whine so that we can unplug the report! Let it go, let it deter them!" timpal Star, firm yet calm.

"Yes well, Igan thought so too."

"Well, aren't you ready for the office? or would you like to come with me to the branch office? let me know what the branch office of the company is like." asked Bintang.

"Hmm .. Don't do it, well, sometime. You ... I'll go to the dealer."

"Oh, yeah that's it. You careful, huh?"

"Bere's, Yeah ...."

Igan rushed to get a bag, put on shoes and say goodbye to his parents. While today there is a visit to one of the branch offices first.

He walked and focused on looking out of the gate, he was still worried if it turned out that Ilona was still outside.

"Sir, please check outside? The girl that was there wasn't?" tell the young master to the house security.

"Good, Mas."

Quickly, the security officer of the house immediately combed the outside area of the house. He carefully checked, in case Ilona's car was still around the area of her employer's house.

After being confirmed safe, he went back in and reported to Igan.

"I've checked and there's no car around here, Mas" he reported.

"Yes, thank you sir? Please do not let your guard down, if there is a car or girl just came again, do not need to open the door. Understood?"

"Goodbye, Mom!"

Igan looked a little relieved, then the focus was on Mr. Hendro who had asked to check the condition of his car.

"Sir Hen, how? Did you check my car?" ask Igan.

"Already, Mas. God willing is safe!"

"Okay, thank you Mr. Hen. I'm leaving first huh?" pamit Igan, then Mr. Hendro opened the car door for the employer.

"Be careful, Mas .." said Mr. Hendro.

Igan started the engine of his car and raised his thumb and smiled at Mr. Hendro.

The car started to speed slowly out the gate, bringing the handsome young man to the office.

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