ABHIYASA [END ]
STAUNCH VICTORY

Returning from the coffee shop, Arif and Abhi again discuss about the boss of the restaurant sebrang who was still sick until now. They know that this is the result of their own actions. However, Rahmat also contributed to this. Abhi felt that the boss must have regretted. For him, it was still worth the boss to be given a chance.

"Wouldn't Mr. Rahmat finish his sending? with the pain of the boss of the restaurant must have proved that Mr. Grace cannot be underestimated. He should have thought a thousand times to continue the fight. The hope is that he chooses to live a quiet life and start a business without cheating. Let alone act to harm others," said Abhi.

"That's your shadow and your hope Bhi. What he will do for example given the opportunity, not necessarily as you said earlier," replied Arif.

"Hemm, yeah."

"Easy! don't interfere in this matter! focus on your work and look for opportunities to get out!"

"We proposed somewhere else first, Rif! when we get it, we'll just get out. His name also got a job, cook is it on hold? the reason is also correct, right?" advice Abhi.

"Yes, I think do as you suggested!"

"Yes Rif."

That's how it ended up, Arif and Abhi agreed to find work elsewhere. Regarding how to get permission to bu Indah they will think about later.

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The next few days, the restaurant closed early, allowing Arif and Abhi to hang out at the coffee shop. This time, they also invited Adi and Yudi. Unfortunately, that day the coffee shop looked quiet. Only one or two people came and went. Arif greeted the shop owner while asking about the customers' shoes today.

"At takziah, it's in that house!" replied the shop owner while lifting his chin, showing the house boss eating sebrang.

"Innalillahi wa inna illaihirojiun! who died?" ask Abhi.

"Yes the boss of the restaurant, who died. Sick for more than a month. When are we talking here too" replied the shop owner, clarifying.

Arif and Abhi throw meaningful glances at each other.

"Bro, sorry! I also want to punish first! come by again tomorrow!" said the shop owner, saying that he would close early.

"OK bro okay, please! we'll go back!" arif said as he walked to the bike and prepared to return.

That night, Arif, Abhi, Adi and Yudi decide to return to the mess and not go anywhere else. Play mobile phones as well as games from their respective phones. While Arif and Abhi, talking about the death of the boss of the owner of the house eating earlier. Without naming her so that the other two co-workers did not know.

"This mad Bhi, the father (r. Grace ) won a landslide. Once reply until. ma-ti," said Arif full of emphasis.

"Truly made to die," added Arif in a slow tone.

"Yes Rif, maybe not if the boss purely died of medical illness?"

"It can't be Bhi. You know for yourself what your father did. This is how the brain can be invited to think positively again? it's fact. Even though they started but when they found out that he was dead, it was horrified. You must kill the Bhi people. Even if the murder can never be proven and judged."

"Iya Rif," Abhi replied with a deep sigh.

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Somehow Arif and Abhi feel increasingly distant with the beautiful mother and also Mr. Grace. In fact, both are fairly senior employees who are quite familiar with the employer. The salary of both was raised, higher than Adi and Yudi. Home sales are rising dramatically. It could be said to be twice as much as before. Four officers were overwhelmed. Bu Indah is considering recruiting two more employees. This is also conveyed to all employees to invite their friends to work there. Instead of being happy, Arif and Abhi even riled up. For the first time, Abhi had the same thought as Arif. Both suspect that bu Indah did the pesugian, just like the boss of the restaurant sebrang who had died.

"Kok tumben you think gini Bhi?" ask Arif.

"Because.how yes..the surge of buyers is difficult to accept reason. It's natural that the business has increased but this is. I'm confused explained, Rif" replied Abhi.

"What Rif?"

"I am afraid of Bhi if the death of the boss of the restaurant sebrang because of the pounded bu Indah and Pak Rahmat."

"Husssta! don't talk too much!"

"Fear Bhi, afraid because after he died, the restaurant was immediately crowded like this. It could be because he sent a heartfelt to the family of Mr. Rahmat finally sir Rahmat asked to be turned upside down as well as the perpetrator was made into a growth of all."

"That's a damn good fit for your Rif."

"I can't believe, anything is possible."

"Can that really be?"

"His name is also a covenant with the jinn. The onoh also use a genie to harm the beautiful mom, right? the jinn ruse exists. Try if you want to be followed by Jin Hanif at that time, surely now so much know you hahaha."

"Damn it! you'll be there if you want."

"Can you call him Bhi?"

"Neighbor! don't talk bouncy!"

Arif laughed out loud.

"Eh yes Bhi, if mom Indah used the gift, you should be able to see right? right at the tomb sebrang house, you see the pocong and the figure of the pond. Here, what do you see?" ask Arif again.

"Here..?"

Abhi looked in all directions but found nothing.

"Nothing?"

"There's no Rif."

"No cook at all? the building's waiter didn't see you, either?"

"Nothing."

"Bhi's real cooking? isn't there a waiter in every building? cook, don't you see it at all?"

"They won't show themselves time."

"Well, less powerful than your knowledge," Arif's quick-witted ledek invites laughter both.

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As if to refute the allegations of Arif and Abhi. Suddenly Mr. Rahmat stopped performing the ritual of watering setaman flowers soaked in water. Either because of his cunning competitors who have died or indeed start to distrust. Deliberately ignoring, however, the restaurant is much more crowded than before. No more need to perform troublesome rituals. Can focus on helping his wife prepare the ingredients and cook. For a moment Arif and Abhi were relieved. Both suspect that their master has returned as before. Running a good business. No ritual seems to be deviant. Arif and Abhi gave thanks in their hearts.

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