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Baffled
The cold morning air blew quite fiercely in and freely broke through the wide-open window door, the blow making the moving curtains swinging like they were dancing.
Kemal's burly body wriggled and then moved sideways while curling due to the cold gusts that began to be not strong the body felt.
"Aaagggrrr," the owner of the body began to open his eyes..
⁶Why does my head hurt?" kemal.
A moment later he got up from the bed while sitting down he kept massaging his head after feeling a bit mild headache his eyes looked straight ahead where He saw the rustic morning atmosphere unfolding through the window of the room where it is currently.
Kemal's eye gazes at the watch that coiled his hand where the parallel short needle was raised 7, his face instantly turned irritated.
"Damn it! why am I still here? What the hell's going on? I was supposed to be in Jakarta, but why is it still here? Aaagg!" angrily Kemal exasperatedly floated his right fist punching the mattress on which he was sitting right now.
"Si carmuk it must have been in Jakarta if to this day I am not at home eyeang and bring the future wife is exhausted my fate, I am, damn I can't lose what's been mine all along. I have to find a woman who can be my fake wife to convince the old man as soon as possible" said Kemal worried and angry.
"Why do the pants and shoes I wear sleep richly out of sport? why is it wet too? Something's going on or can't I get drunk?" Kemal began to realize the strange thing that happened to him and was confused by his current appearance.
Kemal's hand touched the pocket of the jacket he was wearing to find his HP, but unfortunately the thing he was looking for was not found in the pocket of his pants or jacket.
"Buck off where's my HP?" emotions and the nature of Kemal impatience began to appear.
There has not been a minute Kemal looking for his emotional HP increasingly to make his mouth continue to curse.
"Amaggrrrr! You fucking hp!!" he cursed Kemal while shuffling his hair.
Tok tok tok tok
As his frustration peaked, someone knocked on his bedroom door. Sangar Kemal's face with pursed lips and bulging eyes appeared arrogant perfectly. Kemal walked up to the door and opened it, as soon as his bead caught the figure of Ismail standing at the door he just stepped on it.
"Basic fool you! Why are we still here? We should have gone back to Jakarta! did you accidentally enter the sleeping pills, so I can't go back to Jakarta? Or maybe you're Fabian's son of a bitch next to me?" accuse Kemal without basis because of his paranoid nature.
Ishmael did not defend himself or deny Kemal's remarks, he was only silently bowed because he knew the person he was facing at that time was a temperamental and arrogant and rude Kemal figure.
"Sorry sir, this is all because of my mistake" Ismail said calmly.
"Basic secretary bego lu! Look, if I'd known you were Fabian's spy I'd mutilate you!" hardik Kemal before turning around walked towards the bathroom.
"Patience Is patient, patient man in love girlfriend." monologue Ismail while stroking his chest.
After 10 minutes of cleaning up in the bathroom, Kemal came out of the bathroom using only a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Gapain you got into my room?" asked Kemal annoyed back rebuking.
"Sorry Mr. your business partner Mr. Teten your invitee for breakfast at his residence, all the signing of the MOU agreement between his Baby Buncis plantation PT and our Company before the master returns to Jakarta." Ishmael gave a very careful explanation to Kema as calmly as possible.
Kemal frowned as if he was remembering something,
"Prepare all the files, I'll be down in 10 minutes." Kemal told Ismail and then walked away from Ismail to the bathroom.
Ismail looked at his master's back while gulping, there was disappointment and bitterness when he saw the figure who walked behind him was a cold and arrogant Kemal figure not a carefree and humble Rico.
"Have you stopped by?" murmured Ismail sounded disappointed.
Ishmael then walked out of Kemal's room to prepare what Kemal had ordered. As promised 10 minutes later Kemal came out with a semi-formal look wearing a black shirt in folds until the sleeves are combined with black pants.
"This is the breakfast" called Hanafi who walked a bit running towards Kemal while pointing a Snack box inside a plastic bag towards Kemal.
"What's this!" hardik Kemal with a rough tone.
"Aden's court, still warm den." said Hanafi still bowed while holding his chest.
Kemal took a clear plastic bag containing a snack box and took the box out of the plastic bag, as soon as he opened the box inside and saw the contents of the box he grimaced in disdain and threw the clear plastic bag and snack box along with the contents to the floor until the contents of the box were splattered on the floor.
"A-did? Ma-af I mean Young Master Kemal." Hanafi's voice felt stuck in his throat to make him stutter.
Hanafi immediately retreated a few steps back with the accused face not daring to look into the sharp eyes of his young master who was fierce, cold and full of anger.
Kemal approached one step towards Hanafi, his eyes bulging sharply until they saw fine red veins in his beads, his lips tightly closed slightly snorting. His white face looks scary red.
"Based on old fools! how could you give me such junk food! It's chic!" hardik Kemal vented his anger and also his sense of isolation.
"Sorry young master, sorry I'm such a stupid old man." Hanafi pleaded while slightly bowing.
Ismail who had been standing not far from them could only look with pity to Hanafi while gulping bitterly saw the behavior and character of Kemal changed as usual.
"if it wasn't for you being the beloved lackey that I wanted to feel like I was throwing you out of my sight" Kemal said sarcastically looking at Hanafi furiously.
"Is we leaving now, just a minute I'm here seeing that trash can lose my appetite this morning." Kemal walked out of the stilt house haughtily while wearing his sunglasses.
Hanafi took a deep breath, his twilight netra stared at his master's back while shaking slowly. There was no resentment visible from the look in his eyes that there was pity for the fate of his young master.
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Safitri half ran towards the house of the Teten master.
"o Allah, may You open your heart to pity depending on the family of the servant, Rob-"
TINNN
BYURR
"Aboutwww!" Safitri screamed reflex immediately to move aside as soon as he heard the sound of a very loud car horn.
But damn for Safitri, the car passed through a puddle deep enough and wide used rain yesterday afternoon makes a splash large enough to part of the face and clothes that wrapped his body Safitri wet.
"Astaghfirullah, jalma gelo teu boga panon!" pekik Safitri stared at the wet batik negligee shirt on his body.
Safitri rubbed her face and her hair splashed with water, as soon as she saw the car stop I thought walking quickly over.
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"Open!" safitri said while tapping on the rear window of the car.
Sreetts
As soon as the car glass opened Saputri's eyes rounded wide when he saw the passenger of the car was Rico.
"You?" safitri asked in disbelief.
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