TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
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TIKZ 3 [Meeting to You]

026 - WE ARE INDEPENDENT

"Ti-no. Don't you take it. We will eat together. Mom made two servings for us."

"Well." said Udelia a little confused.

Djahan's strange behavior and Djahan's rude behavior. Both are confused.

Is the Legendary Mahapatih acting strange when in love?

The question ran through his mind.

"Rina, Vienna, Tina, you better take care of your master. I don't need to be followed. Shame and shame."

"But, madam..."

Tina's rebuttal was held back when Udelia raised her hand.

The downing itself is silent. He's still trying to control the alaska great worm inside him.

Motorized, not a good choice for his mental health.

Unless the piggybacked one wants to tame the one who wakes up there.

"If you call me madam, you should listen. Inside the office there will be no danger for me. You accompany your master!"

The three bodyguards impromptu Udelia in unison looked at their master.

Djahan nodded briefly.

The three women finally nodded.

Udelia entered her office building alone.

"Hey, Lia. Try to come here first!"

A building staff in striking blue uniforms invited Udelia, who was busy with the device in her hand.

Udelia's workplace has not started working yet. All files still need to be checked.

Udelia approached the building staff. He followed the man in uniform. Apparently heading for the CCTV room.

The staff member stood up when he found his friend had arrived.

Staff carrying Udelia took over her colleague's seat, then thrust out a CCTV display.

"This is your partner?"

Udelia began to understand the intent of the staff inviting her, as her neutrals caught a familiar figure inside the surveillance cameras.

Stand like a statue.

No movement at all.

His position was still the same since the last time he left, before he finally entered the office building.

"Yes, my friend, sir."

"Oh so. Why is he standing still in front? Rouse suspiction. Please reprimand ya."

"Just be quiet? He's been posing on that cake since, sir?"

"Yes. Silence holding the rantang. From when I came with you. I'm scared .. know."

The building staff put both hands together and stretched them out simultaneously in a fast tempo.

Udelia understood the meaning of the staff's movement.

The position of Djahan is also less wearing. Carrying a bushel and continuing to stare intently at Udelia's office building.

Like trying to terrorize everyone in it.

"He's a little different than us, sir. Sorry to bother you."

"Bring it in. I watched him stand up. I look at it while sitting, it feels tired."

"Ep. Yes, sir."

"Yes already. Sorry to bother you with work."

"Not yet sir. Still in order."

Udelia left the CCTV room.

He did not go back to his office. Udelia had to bring Djahan into the office.

Although the bitter sweet memories continue to be imagined.

"Don't you! Why do you keep standing? I said take a break at the cafe or the cafeteria. So many of those!"

Udelia pointed to street vendors as well as semi-permanent cafes lined up in front of the office building.

"I'm waiting for you. Afraid of you looking for me," said Djahan innocently.

"If you want to search. You can use a cell phone."

"Different."

"Different?"

"Yes. Only sound can be heard. Can't see the guy. An hour we're apart, it's like a year."

"Then why don't you go into my office, Bambang!?"

"I'm afraid to bother you. Waitaminute! Who's Bambang!?"

Udelia rolled her eyes as Djahan looked at her probingly.

Behind the tree, Tina, Rina, and Vienna chuckled amusedly at the last conversation.

The world war will begin.

The mistress who was dear to their master, carried the name of another man.

While with the two siblings alone, their master was always jealous of their mistress.

The djahan held Udelia's hand tightly. His eye glow emitted a very serious aura.

"Who's Bambang, baby!?"

"You."

"Huh? I'm Djahan not Bambang."

Udelia moved her hand, until her thumb was pointing upwards.

One hit, his hand was immediately freed from the grip of Djahan.

He breezed away, followed by the stalker who was not tired, still demanding an explanation of who Bambang was.

"Say, Udel! Who's Bambang!"

"Respect Master Djahan. You have many loyal people. Ask them who Bambang is."

"They know Bambang?"

"Very."

Without waiting, Djahan called his subordinates.

Bambang's meaning is spoken by his heart lover.

Which is the question in his mind, why do they know Bambang? Udelia and her subordinates never had a conversation.

Except for the tiger trio, the three female warriors were her choice for the wife.

"So, Bambang's a call when swearing?"

"Yes, Sir."

The djahan who had got an answer, immediately pulled Udelia's hand.

Apparently the woman was very brave.

He cursed it in front of his face.

Udelia was shocked by Djahan's sudden treatment.

He did not have time to dodge Djahan.

Their eyes are locked to each other.

Highlight the eyes of Djahan invite a lot of flavor.

Of love? Yep. Udelia felt.

He looked at her with love.

Missing was evident in the net as dark as that night.

Have they been separated for so long?

"You're so brave to curse me."

Udelia felt strange. The whisper in his ear did not sound angry.

The man was not angry with him.

What was heard was precisely the sound of shakes when conveying his complaint.

The eyes of the Djahan glazed.

His Udelia has cursed-i.

Her happiness is out.

For a long time he had not heard that sweet mouth swearing at him.

Ten years more..

Udelia held her breath as Djahan approached. Their noses stick together.

Udelia can even see the texture of Djahan's skin is very smooth.

Udelia's attention was disturbed by the sincerity of Djahan's face.

Her skin was smooth, her lips were red. Udelia would ask many times.

Is that guy from ancient times?

The skin is too good!

Especially for a rude man who likes to fight like a Mahapatih!

"Where are you treating? Your skin is like a woman!"

Oh. Djahan was happy with this second swearing.

As before, the woman always commented on him who said he looked like a woman.

Because of her long and smooth hair.

"My hair is still long."

Ungoverned, the man opened the hat he was wearing.

Like a shampoo commercial, her hair spread without interruption.

Udelia can smell the flowers.

"Right as a woman" Udelia commented.

"Yes. Yep. Yep. Udelia, I'm like a woman. You recall? You said my hair was too fine for a rough, warlike man."

Djahan excitedly commented on himself.

Both forget. Where they are.

Many eyes scoured them. The eyes of the phone are recording.

Indecent acts in public are not appropriate.

"AHEM!!"

A tight deity jerks Udelia's heart. While Djahan still looked at his lover's face up close. Not taking his eyes off for a second.

"Lia, do you need a hotel room? It's on the road!"

"thank you. We'll order it ourselves. We're independent."

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