Chosen Female
CHAPTER 5. MR. TREASURER WRATHFUL.

For almost a month Bima had never visited her parents' house. Mr. Hartawan and Ms. Sandra have been contacted by phone several times, but many times also not in response. Finally they both decided to visit Bima's house without giving any news first.

After the magrib they headed to Bima's house escorted by Joni. When they arrived at the house of the child, there was no sign of the occupants of the house. His house looks lonely, only a security guard who guards the post alone looks. Bima's car was not seen perched in the garage.

Haris, a young security guard at the gate recognizes his employer's parents' car. Immediately the gate opened wide, allowing the car in. Haris ran over to the car and opened the door next to him.

Pak Hartawan went down followed by Ms. Sandra who had opened her door by Joni.

"Welcome sir, Ma'am, "greet Haris while nodding politely.

Mr. Hartawan and Ms. Sandra smiled.

"Where are you, Haris?"

"Pak Bima came out two days ago, sir."

"Where did he say he was going?"

Haris shakes.

"No, Sir. Mr. Bima just said he wanted to go out after work two days ago and take care of the house. Just like that, sir."

"Hmm the kid's habit. Never even called to lift. We entered first. Let us wait inside.

You just go home Jon, tomorrow morning pick me up here again yes." ordered Mr. Reporter.

"Well sir," replied Haris and Joni together.

Joni got back in the car and got out of the fence. While Haris closed the gate again and walked towards his post again.

Ms. Sandra has finished opening the main door of Bima's house. He was indeed held the key of the house by Bima. So he can enter at any time when needed.

The house looks neat. That means that bi Nah who was in charge of cleaning the house came to work today. Bi Nah is only in charge of cleaning the house and cleaning Bima's clothes. She is not in charge of cooking because Bima rarely eats at home.

In the morning, Bima usually only drinks a cup of coffee and then breakfast in his office.

After homework, she will return home.

Mr. Hartawan and Ms. Sandra were sitting on the sofa in the living room. They want to wait for Bima's arrival and question the absence of news for a month.

"Your son is already getting brazen now. His parents called not to be picked up. What is not considered us now," snorted Mr. Hartawan annoyed.

"Be patient, pa... Maybe Bima is busy, a lot of work so do not have time to receive a call from us" said Ms. Sandra.

"It's sunday, ma.... Busy work what Sunday...."

"Yes, my mom doesn't know, either. We will wait until the child comes home. Let's go interrogate later."

"Bima's an adult now, ma.... Don't always keep on playing. It became like this to visit him. His father never heard."

Ms. Sandra shifted her sitting position closer to Mr. Hartawan. She rubbed her husband's shoulder.

"Yes, pa. Don't get emotional.later high blood pressure papa kumat again. Mama promised not to remember Bima if she was wrong this time. Patience to pa... We wait for Bima to come home."

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At one in the morning the sound of the gate opening and the sound of a car entering the garage. Mr. Hartawan and Ms. Sandra who were tired of waiting until they fell asleep woke up to hear the sound of people unlocking the door, then heard the door locked again.

Oh apparently already home the bad boy, inner Mr. Hartawan. Just look at how his reaction saw there was a papa and his mother in his house.

The husband and wife were surprised to see Bima appear. He's not alone. Beside him was a scantily dressed blonde girl who was struggling spoiled on Bima's arm. And Bima walked while peeping the cheek of the woman beside him. Suddenly Mr. Reporters was overcome with anger by the sight before his eyes.

"BIMAA !!!!!!!!!"

Bima and the girl jumped to hear her Papa's rebuke. How Bima did not realize that his parents were in his house. He immediately remembered dozens of calls from his mother that he deliberately did not pick up. He was lazy to hear the thousands of questions that would come up when his mother called. And surely the edges make Bima upset. That is why it is not deliberately removed.

It was unexpected apparently because the phone that was not lifted instead brought his parents to his residence and discovered his behavior.

"Pa, Ma, are you here?''

"Yes. Why, Bima? You don't like to see us here?'' his papa is cynical.

"Ehm.not that, Pa.... Bima was surprised to see papa same Mama came not ngabarin first. Your tumben came suddenly," Bima replied as she rubbed her neck in confusion.

Bima saw the eyes of papa and Mama like she did not like the figure next to her. This made him come to a realization and instantly released the girl's hand from his arm.

"Mom, we should TALK!," said mama with emphasis.

Bima nodded uneasily.

His parents did not answer, but floated a glance did not want to be disturbed on the person next to Bima. Bima was aware of it, then whispered to the girl beside him.

The girl nodded.

"OK I wait for us in the guest room, baby," he replied as he passed after kissing Bima's cheek at a glance.

Huuuff...

Bima rubbed his head violently. Looks like tonight won't be easy. He wondered what would happen next. Scratching his neck he approached and sat on the sofa in front of papa and mama.

They all fell silent. Wait for who will open the conversation first. But no one spoke. They seemed to be immersed in their own thoughts.

Ms. Sandra looked to sigh. Seeing the situation like this he took the initiative to talk first.

"Bima, you owe me the same explanation Mama. Why don't you ever pick up the phone from us?"

"Almost a month you have no news. Where did you come home at this hour?"

"Haris said you've been gone two days, coming home with conditions like this. Where'd you come from?"

"Who was that woman with you? Why are you all kissing-kissing?"

Replace Bima this time who sighed.

This is what his mother avoided. If you ask, it will be long and detailed. Bima is lazy to look for excuses.

"Ma, this month Bima is busy working. More projects that Bima handled. Bima could not receive a phone call and ngabari papa with Mama. But even though Bima did not want news, mama saw for herself is Bima all right?"

"But it's not a working day, Bima.... It's a holiday. What holidays do you work on too? Don't you have five minutes to call mommy papa?"

"Ma, Bima said Bima was busy working. Bima is tired, ma... Bima happyin himself ma holiday, Bima relaxing. Bima looking for entertainment. Bima just want to get rid of fatigue, that's all, ma !"

"So what kind of entertainment are you looking for, Bima?" this time, papa spoke.

Bima did not answer.

"If you say entertainment, then the woman with you was a comfort woman??? Is it true that the comfort woman you brought home, Bima ?!!!"

Papa's face that had been tense was getting stiff.

Bima rubbed her face.

"It's not so, Pa. She's Eliza, Bima's boyfriend, pa.

"She just came from Chicago. That's why Bima had hang out, continued Bima invite home because he here has no place to stay."

"What kind of woman did you choose Bima? Her appearance was like a cheap woman. Is that so bad your taste, Bima? Huh?!!!"

Mr. Hartawan is getting emotional.

"Pa, please don't get me wrong. Eliza is a model, pa. That's why it looks like that. Don't think no... She's a good girl, Pa..."

"Good girl will not want to be invited home and alone in the house of a man who is not his mahram. A good girl won't dress like the one she wears. A good girl won't wander on a blind night like now, BIMA! So what kind of a good girl she is..."

"ENOUGH, PA!!!!! " Bima kicked off the table.

"Papa sergahi Bima. Bima is no longer a child. Bima is an adult. Bima has the right to determine what is good and what is not good for Bima's life, Pa!

It is enough papa meddling in the affairs of Bima pa.." shouted Bima roughly.

"FIVE !!!!!!! The child does not know himself! That's how you talk to your own parents, huh !!!!! Aaaa..auuuhh.... "

Mr. Hartawan is starting to go down. His hand was holding his chest which was very painful. Breath snuffling. His face was red and unable to dampen his emotions. Finally, Mr. Hartawan collapsed unconscious.

"Rapa...."

Miss Sandra and Bima screamed at the same time. They grabbed the body of Mr. Hartawan. Frantically trying to help a very stiff body harbor anger.

"Pa.. istighfar paaa...." Sandra started crying.

Mr. Hartawan's face is still red. His body was unable to withstand the soaring blood pressure spikes.before long he began to lose consciousness.....

seriate.....

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greetings from the author .. I hope you like the story. let more spirit up like his donk......