
The Bernadi opa Mansion.
Evelyn slammed hard on Louise's car door, upon arrival at her grandfather's gate.
"Fu*ck!!" the curse is on Louise.
He was very upset, because the man was still firm with his stance, who asked him to stay in his private apartment.
While Evelyn herself does not know how to deal with the reaction of the grandfather and find out what kind of reason will be, in order to be allowed by opa Bernadi to live in an apartment owned by someone else.
"As a guarantee, I will temporarily hold your identity card and Passport book. I'll wait for you there right away and if you don't come, then get ready. KTP along with your personal important documents, I will make rubbing ash or wrapping fried beans!" louise smiled, before closing the glass door of her car.
Evelyn stroked her chest out of arrogance, each time she saw Louise who always made herself go awry and could not calm down.
He quotes some pebbles around his legs, then throws towards the back glass of Louise's car which is speeding, sometimes damaging his hair because of annoyance.
Evelyn bit her fingernails. "What should I say to Opa," he muttered confusedly.
Because before Evelyn returned to Indonesia, she had lied to her opinion a lot, in order to get permission to return here.
...***...
Inside.
"What! working?" asked Opa Bernadi frowning his forehead.
"Yes Opa," Evelyn replied confidently.
"What's your reason for wanting to work Eve?" tanya Opa Bernadi investigated.
"Opa, I want to make money from my own efforts" Evelyn replied in search of an excuse.
Opa Bernadi strongly rejected that desire. "You're my grandson, we don't lack money. So Opa won't let you work hard, let alone work for someone else."
Evelyn rubbed Bernadi's wrinkled opa arm and tried to get permission from him. "Opa, but I want to work and take advantage of my bachelor's degree."
"If you want to work, then just work at our company!" said Opa Bernadi.
"Opa, if I work for the Opa company. It's the same that I can't live independently" Evelyn replied.
Opa Bernadi sighed and shook his head. "Opa don't understand your way of thinking Evelyn, you came all the way to Russia just to work here? You left your S2 and decided to go home alone just to make some money. Even though all this time money is always approaching yourself without the need to be sought," he said inexhaustible.
"Opa, don't talk like that. I am an adult and want to live independently without bothering others. I want to learn a lot of things out there and use my knowledge while studying in the campus," Evelyn said.
Opa Bernadi breathed again. "All right, you can work. But remember Eve, do not work with the lowest position in the company yes," he gave up too.
Evelyn smiled. "Thank you Opa, take it easy I applied to be the assistant head and it just so happens that I passed the test."
"That's it, but it's great to know it's accepted. What company accepts a new person to be the head assistant with no more experience?" ask Opa Bernadi weirdly.
"Yes Opa, there's actually a friend of mine working there. Keep offering me that position, after undergoing some tests by email. Turns out I graduated and tomorrow I'm going to start working in her company" Evelyn retorted lying again.
Opa Bernadi fused his eyebrows together, there was a doubtful feeling from all of Evelyn's statements. But for the sake of pleasing the grandson and also his desire to work, inevitably Op Bernadi agreed to this desire.
"All right, it's up to you."
Evelyn smiled with relief, but there was still one more unsolved problem. That's living in an apartment. "I was so scared for this one," his mind became agitated.
"Why?" asked Opa Bernadi to watch Evelyn shut up.
"Opa, thank you for letting me work. But there's one more thing I want to tell you, Opa," Evelyn said.
"Hmm, what is it?" ask Opa Bernadi.
"Opa, as long as I work. I'll stay in the apartment" Evelyn replied.
"Apartment? Why would you want to live in a place like that?" ask Opa Bernadi.
"Opa, the distance of this house with the company is quite far. So I decided to stay in an apartment near there just so as not to miss work hours" Evelyn replied looking for an excuse.
Opa Bernadi looked at Evelyn in full view. "What's the name of the company?"
"PT--- " answered Evelyn not yet finished, because suddenly Mr. Christ came and whispered in Opa Bernadi's ear.
"Sir, the woman wants to talk to you" whispered Mr. Christ.
"What does he want to talk about Christ?" asked Opa Bernadi a little surprised to hear that.
"Oh sir, the woman said it was important" replied Mr. Christ.
"Alright, connect with him," replied Opa Bernadi.
"Okay sir" obeyed Mr. Christ.
"Nothing" replied Opa Bernadi about to leave.
Evelyn chases after Opa Bernadi, to continue her request. "Opa, what about my request?" tanyanya asked for certainty.
"Master, it's connected." Mr. Christ immediately interrupted and handed his phone to Opa Bernadi.
Opa Bernadi received the call and looked at Evelyn. "Eve, Opa must answer this call first, we will continue this conversation after Opa is done" he replied.
"Alright Opa," Evelyn obediently waited until the grandfather's business was done.
Opa Bernadi hurriedly moved away from Evelyn, to answer a call that no one including his own granddaughter wanted to know.
...***...
"What's the need to contact me?" asked Opa Bernadi in response to a woman's call.
"I want you to buy me a plane ticket back home for two" replied the caller who turned out to be Merry's mistress.
"For what? I don't want you here" replied Opa Bernadi.
"My son is in love with a woman and I want you to help him buy him a ticket and a place to stay" said Merry.
"He's your son and not mine. So ask his father," replied Opa Bernadi refused.
"You forced me to stay here, separated from my husband and daughter. I'm hated by them and I just want your right to accountability" Merry said.
"I've been responsible to you and sent you far to safety, but knowing your son is not my son. Then I think you have lost that right" replied Opa Bernadi.
"I heard your granddaughter has been found and she also grew up under your watch. Sir, what if he finds out, if the accident that hit his parents last time, there is interference you also in it," said Mrs Merry.
Opa Bernadi was wide-eyed, swallowing his choked saliva. "How dare you say something that is not to my grandchildren, then I will not hesitate to teach you a lesson!"
"Sir, I am ready to face all the risks that happen to me later. Because I was guilty at that time, but will you be ready to face all the risks that happen to you. If all your disgrace and rot is exposed in public" threatened behind Merry.
"Breng-sek woman! Fine, I'll prepare everything" replied Opa Bernadi annoyed.
"Thank you, sir," replied Merry, then turned off her phone.
Opa Bernadi was upset, then asked Mr. Christ to buy two plane tickets for his mistress. And prepare a place for them to stop by.
...***...
Opa Bernadi returned to the living room and approached Evelyn who was still faithfully waiting for him.
"Who called you?" ask Evelyn.
"Only Opa clients," replied Opa Bernadi, lying.
"Ooh," Evelyn replied briefly.
"cn ... After Opa thought about it, Opa allowed you to work and live in an apartment" said Opa Bernadi suddenly.
"Really," cried Evelyn feeling pleased.
"Yes, Opa allows it," replied Opa Bernadi there was no other choice. At least so that Evelyn does not meet with Merry's mistress, if she lives elsewhere.
"Thank you Opa" cried Evelyn hugging the grandfather.
"Together" replied Opa Bernadi agreed, but he would still ask Mr. Christ to watch over Evelyn secretly.
...----------------...
The apartment.
"Ken, is the suspect still the same?" ask Louise to investigate back.
Ken breathed. "Still Louise," he replied with a heavy heart.
"Then we have to find the woman, it looks like she's the main key witness" Louise said.
"You're right, Louise, but are you sure you'll do it?" ask Ken to doubt.
"Well how else, sooner or later he'll know it too. And once she finds out the truth, I just want her to know that we still care about her and are a place for her to lean on" Louise said.
Ken sparkled at Louise, unexpectedly this selfish and coercive attitude, had a certain positive purpose.
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Seriate.