When the Inca became the Inca
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"Non Inca, this is my favorite chamomile tea, Young Miss," said Riska who had just entered the Inca room. Riska learns of what happened to her young mistress from Seila and Bik Marni. But he did not dare to offend that to the madam.
"Ehmmm, thanks Riska. You know what I want. Though I have not asked," said Inka with a sweet smile. Inca saw Inca's fingers wrapped in plaster.
"What's your hand, Ris?" ask Inka.
"Ooo, uhhh, this was not intentionally cut into pieces just help Mang Kusno cut pumpkin, Non," replied Riska with a strange facial expression. Inka just nodded her head and let Riska resign.
Riska was left-handed, if she cut off her right hand, maybe her right hand was injured right? Inner Inca felt strange.
Inka took something from her desk drawer and dipped it in Riska's tea. He smiled when he saw the reaction to the tea, then he drank the tea casually.
"Please get me some information about what I was talking about, Mr. Kenneth. And all the data of people I have sent by WA earlier, yes," said Inka who was contacting Kenneth, their hired detective.
"Well Miss Inca, I'll work on it soon and I'll report directly to Miss" Kenneth replied. The Inca immediately disconnected their call, and began to write something in the diary in which he wrote a sequence of his past stories, to what happened in the present. He sighed heavily because everything that was happening right now was like a tangled thread that he had to slowly break down. He does not want to fail to judge and finally punish the wrong person.
Stories from his past have only revealed a few people who harmed him, but the plot of how it all happened is still a mystery even to the Inca themselves. New people sprang up without being able to prevent the Inca, which required the Inca to think carefully about every step it took.
The Inca did not want to repeat the same mistake a second time. Now he has become stronger and much different from the Inca that used to be so he is optimistic that this time the results will be different. The Inca wanted to get things done immediately, but he knew a hasty action could cause him to take a wrong step and instead destroy all his efforts and hard work so far.
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Suddenly there was a knock on the door of his room that made the Inca immediately tidy up the table and keep all the notes that he had written before.
"Get in.., ." said the Inca.
"Why do you stay in bed? The doctor said you still need to rest!" kanigara said upon entering the Inca room. The Inca husband looked fresh, as if he had just finished cleaning up.
"I just want to enjoy the chamomile tea that has been made Riska aja, Kak. Honey if you drink. Brother want some tea?" tawar Inka who got the nod from Kanigara.
They both enjoyed tea on the balcony of the Inca room overlooking the garden of their residence. The awkwardness turned out to be between the two.
"You should be at work tomorrow, right?" ask Kanigara at the end. The Inca simply nodded confirming Kanigara's words.
"Mung..," Kanigara's words were interrupted because the Inca directly overruled him.
"Tomorrow I entered work, brother, because Kak Asher certainly needs the existence of Segara in Jakarta. Especially after I left, they also have not got a replacement Segara who replaced my position in the office."
Kanigara could only sigh deeply, and chose silence because she knew what the wife said was true. Finally he nodded in approval to the Inca's request, which made the wife smile.
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"Yes, I can't wait to sit at the desk again. It was late," the Inca replied with a smile.
"Dearly, dear," said Kanigara greeting the Inca while peeping the top of the wife's head which made some people surprised with different thoughts. Rima linked her hands together and smiled happily at the affection that Kanigara had shown to her beloved young lady since yesterday. Niskala herself just laughed a little because it seemed like the sister had started to have feelings for her sister-in-law.
On the other hand, two pairs of eyes were bowing their heads holding back anger because they felt the Inca was showing off intimacy with Kanigara. In fact, the Inca itself was again surprised by the sweet attitude of the husband that actually disturbed the Inca.
I have to talk about this again with Kanigara. I don't know what this all means?! I still suspect him. Don't let your guard down, Inca! You know who Kanigara was in your first life! The Inner Inca braced themselves so as not to fall into the trap of Kanigara.
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Inka resigned and went back to her room to pick up her briefcase. He again got a canned letter that made the Inca wary. The canned letter was placed just below the Inca bag, to make it invisible to others.
DO NOT RIDE THE CAR PROVIDED FOR YOU! BLONG BRAKE!
The Inca swore annoyed that the enemy this time clearly did not let the Inca breathe a sigh of relief even if only for a moment. The events he experienced in his second life were clearly heavier and more dangerous than his first life. But fortunately this time he was surrounded by a guardian angel who helped him either directly or covertly.
The Inca moved quickly, and held Kanigara's hand which was walking towards the door.
"Sister Kani, since it's my first day at work. I want to recognize my sister as my husband!" said Inka with a face that made Kanigara smile while nodding. Inka heaved a sigh of relief as Kanigara did not seem to suspect her.
"I'm coming!" said Niskala who directly entered the passenger seat of the Kanigara car. Kanigara clucked in annoyance, as her brother did not seem to want to stop teasing them. Inka just smiled and sat in the passenger seat next to Kanigara.
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"Why does that woman always escape our traps?! Does anyone know our plan and help him?" a woman told her partner. Currently two people who are the brains of the interference that the Inca experienced while in the Janu family residence are in one room that is their secret place
"Somebody knows, baby. Even the ingredients that we put into the woman's food until now no one knows! If his personal servant doesn't need to be investigated, he's just an innocent girl and b*doh! Maybe the woman m*rahan was lucky again. What is important though slower than our plan, over time the women b*doh itself will destroy the hick of their household," said the colleague with a loud laugh.
The woman just looked at her partner doubtfully. But he kept the matter in his heart, because he did not want to offend his very sensitive colleague.
Is this all true? Why does it feel like bad luck is approaching huh? The woman's mind suddenly became agitated.
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