ELECTORAL MAN
He's Still Busy

There are not many things that I bring to this house. Just one small suitcase filled with my clothes, one bag filled with cosmetics, and one bag containing a laptop. Mas Farid said, there is no need to bring a lot of goods, because all facilities are available in his house. Clothing should not be taken with everything. I can buy it later if my clothes run out.

This morning, Mas Farid gave me a brown envelope with money. I don't know how much the nominal is. But it seems pretty thick. He said, I can use that money to buy all my needs. Maybe this is the first living money, eeh not deh. He said it was just money. For a living maybe another.

Mas Farid had said that he would leave household affairs to me, starting from shopping for kitchen needs and other prints. Duh, glad I am. Hmmmm.. How much is that, the money in the brown envelope? I've been fantasizing about buying a few pieces of new tops, then I'll go to the salon, and maybe I'll use it to treat some friends.

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Farid was still in his study. From this afternoon after picking me up from my parents' house, he went straight into the study. He apologized to me for suddenly calling his client, and he had to finish his job. The deadline, he said. Somewhat strange, his client seems not to understand anyway, if he just got married. Can't give him time tolerance. Cook still to be pursued deadline? but that's okay, I have to understand his work.

I'm still looking at every corner of the room in this house. The living room, the living room, then the bedroom, Mas Farid's working room, the dining room, the kitchen and the bathroom, are all located on the lower floor. While upstairs, there are two bedrooms, a reading room, then at the very end there is a place to wash and dry clothes. And there is also a beautiful balcony with hanging garden decorations and colorful lanterns. Next to the balcony there is also a fairly large room. He said it would be a swimming pool. Swimming pool on the second floor. Wow, that's really cool...

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The clock is showing at 08:15 p.m. Tired of walking through this house. My stomach is starting to shake. I dared to knock on his office. Take him to dinner. Quickly, I warmed the dishes I brought from the house. There are balado jerky, wet anchovy bakwan, capcay and heart and potato fried sambal. Mother cooked everything. Mother also wrapped these dishes for me to take home.

It was also sad to leave the parents' home. At home I now only live my Mother, Father and youngest sister. My two married sisters, living in another city followed their husbands.

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"I'm sorry I overslept. Let's go eat. Thanks for waking me up. Without further ado, he immediately sat down and started eating food. Flat attitude. Tends to be stiff. Hmmmm. Is he groggy looking at me?

He eats seriously. Keep chewing without interspersed chatter. Is he hungry, huh?

"Hem... Your mother's cooking is delicious."

So she really enjoyed Mom's cooking. Pantesan just shut up, comfort me in my heart.

"If cooking is not yes, because I used to eat out. I'm easy on eating." Added again.

"So you won't have to do anything. If you want to cook, please. Again, I'm the simple one for eating."

"Can you cook?"

"Can Mas. I used to cook at home. Although my cooking is not as good as Mother's food," I replied humbled.

"Good then" he answered.

"Oh yeah, my room is upstairs. But it's still not cleared up. Honestly, I rarely sleep in the upper room. More often in the office. You know, my work is a lot and pursued deadline all. I really need to focus. So sometimes I fall asleep more often in the study."

"For a while, you can use the bedroom in the front room."

He finally made a sound too. Length is also the explanation.

"I continued my work first huh. We can go on again!" Farid has passed.

Seriate.

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