The Skewers House
Linda's Attack and the Blow for Prambudi

It was a very busy day for Prambudi. Prambudi has been staring at the computer screen since sitting at his desk this morning. His eyes were tired but there was no time to take his eyes off. He remembered not having time to reply to Citra's message. But for now, there is no time to think about it.

Asbestos sales graph is on the rise, consumer needs are many. It certainly affects a stack of reports that must be inputted by Prambudi carefully and there should be no difference or confusion.

Until finally, exactly at twelve noon there was a sound of music from the loudspeaker indicating that the break hour had arrived. Prambudi leaned his back on the chair. He can slap a little and relax for a moment.

Prambudi immediately took HP in his bag. There were many traces of his wife's calls. Prambudi sighed, he had to make up a story to reply to his wife's message.

I haven't been able to pick you up Cit. I still have to stay at the parlour for two or three days

Prambudi typed a message for Citra. He sent it right away. Prambudi had obviously lied to his wife, but for now he felt there was no other choice.

"I have to finish it immediately" Prambudi muttered softly. He held a pen in his right hand very tightly.

"Mas Pram what are you doing?" A voice greeted, followed by a pat on Prambudi's shoulder. Prambudi was quite shocked, he slightly jumped from his seat.

"Linda?" Prambudi turned his head, looking at Linda who was standing behind him with a look of wonder.

"Cock so surprised anyway Mas?," Linda smiled slightly.

"Ah, not really," Prambudi tried to smile, covering up his gloom.

"Ke canteen yuk, we'll have lunch. I'm so hungry," Take Linda with you.

"You go first Lin. Later I will follow," answered Prambudi.

"No way, I want to be with you, Mas" Linda wrestled spoiledly in Prambudi's arms.

"Lin, please. I'm uncomfortable with all your behavior like this," Prambudi began to get upset, he took Linda's hand off her arm.

"Hhh, that's angry. Though the origin of Mas Pram knows, in this world women who are interested in you sincerely and never lie to you it is just me. It's just me!," Linda stared at Prambudi sharply, putting emphasis on his sentence.

"What do you mean? You think my wife is insincere to me?" Prambudi frowned.

"Yes, it's possible that Citra is a liar. He lied and fooled you. Upps. . . keceplosan deh," Linda covered her mouth with a palm. It was as if his words had come out accidentally.

"You don't just talk about Lin. Don't go too far!," Prambudi yelled, he was angry.

The atmosphere of the workspace was already quiet at this moment. Besides Linda and Prambudi, all the other employees had gone to the cafeteria. They took advantage of a break of just forty-five minutes to relax, eat and partially smoke. Different from Linda and Prambudi at this time. Precious time of rest is instead used for war urate in arguing.

"I'm not talking about Mas. I know all about your wife" Linda smiled cunningly.

"What do you know?" Prambudi asked, his tone still high.

" First, I know Citra is the son of Mr. Doto, a wealthy businessman. Why do rich children live in rented houses in the countryside? I think there is one possibility that makes sense, which is because your relationship does not get blessing," Citra looked at Prambudi's face. He noticed every change in Prambudi's expression as he blurted out his sentence. Later, Linda felt confident that her conjecture was on target. Linda is increasingly bern*fsu to continue her sentence.

"Secondly, I am the cousin of Andre, Citra's ex-girlfriend . . .your wife Mas," Linda once again noticed Prambudi's expression.

When Citra was dumped by Andre, Prambudi tried to comfort his employer's daughter who just sat in front of the fish pond every day behind the house. At that time, Prambudi felt unable to see the image that seemed to lose the light of his life. Until finally, Prambudi managed to fill the emptiness of the heart of Citra. Likewise, Citra completes the life of Prambudi who is always in a space of solitude.

When he heard Andre's name spoken by Linda, there was fear in Prambudi's little heart. As far as Prambudi is concerned, Andre has moved abroad. He was afraid, Andre had returned. He was afraid that Citra would leave him and vote with Andre. The fear was clearly drawn on Prambudi's face at this time. And it makes Linda feel satisfied, she found the weak point of Prambudi and Citra relationship.

"Andre has now completed his studies. And now he's back in town. You know Mas, yesterday Andre and I met Citra," Linda squinted her eyes. Prambudi fell silent, the look on his face implying unease.

"And, Andre told me yesterday that Amanda was his flesh and blood. Did Citra lie to you Mas? Or are you indeed willing to replace Andre's responsibilities?," Linda attacked Prambudi with a piercing sharp word she said.

Glotakk

Prambudi stood up from his seat. The chair fell on the floor, causing a loud noise that echoed within the room. Prambudi's body trembled, his face flushed red.

"Enough Lin! You know nothing!," Prambudi pointed his index finger in front of Linda's face.

Still with a dead red face, Prambudi walked away leaving Linda still standing with her annoying smile.

Prambudi walked out of his workplace. He just wanted to get some fresh air, his mind was in a state of turmoil, his mood was falling apart. Prambudi walked along the edges of the asphalt that looks uneven. Sunlight is quite hot at this time, but his head feels hotter than the black asphalt hit by the sun's light.

While finding some pebbles on the side of the road, Prambudi kicked him with emotion. He does not care about his pantofel shoes blisters or even midgets because of his actions.

A black van arrived just stopped next to Prambudi. The car door opened and there were four large tall people coming out of the car. Prambudi who is in a state of mind is not aware, he is being targeted.

Two men immediately tried to ambush Prambudi. They immediately grasped Prambudi's arm tightly, even one of them draped his sturdy arm around Prambudi's neck. Meanwhile, one more person swung his fist, right hit Prambudi's heart.

Buukkkk

"Huukkk," Prambudi felt pain in his abdomen. He was about to vomit. Fortunately Prambudi's abdominal muscles are quite formed, so the effect of the blow does not make him faint.

Seeing that the target he hit still looked strong, the fist was again flashed this time towards the chin.

Buuaakkk

Prambudi was hit by a blow until he looked up, his body slightly raised. This time it was really bad, Prambudi's eyes were cuddled with fireflies. His footrest faltered, Prambudi had difficulty maintaining his consciousness.

Just then, Prambudi half-fainted, sayup can be heard screaming.

Doorrrs

I heard a voice. Like an explosion or a gunshot. Prambudi did not know for sure what was going on, he was already limp.

Connect . . .

Hello gaeess . .

sorry, I can't update for days. There was work outside the city. Just came back yesterday, so last night just started picking again.