Keep Silent And You Got It
Part 21 - The Uncovered Side

Jobs And CInta

 On Sunday morning, my house phone rang. Mom answered the call and it was from Gita. Then I built me who was still sleeping. Starting from the day that Gita stopped by my house, I became a personal assistant. Mom said that Gita's car would pick me up in front of my alley. I don't know what to do with the Gita family.

Kringg... Kringg...

(Mom answered the phone)

"Call..."

"Hallo, good morning Mamah Rama huh...?"

"Yes, who is this?"

"This is my Gita ma'am."

"Oh, boy Gita, what's up early in the morning? kangen and Rama?"

"Ah Mommy don't dong, but Rama's there?"

"The child is still sleeping, why would anyone want to go?"

"This is ma'am, if Rama wakes up, tell him I want to pick him up in 2 hours in front of the alley, ma'am, thank you..."

"It's just that doang? no words of affection?"

"Mom please dong I'm ashamed if mom says rich it keeps."

"Yes, I'm closing the phone..."

"Sorry mom."

 After getting a call from Gita, mother went straight into my room without further ado breaking down the door until I woke up in shock.

Brakkk....

"Wake up..."

Half-conscious, I answered.

"What the hell mom, it's a holiday Rama wants to sleep again."

"Gita called, said she'd pick you up in 1 hour."

"WHAT!!!"

At first I was still half conscious, I immediately got out of my bed.

"Mother seriously...?"

"Yes, a piece of clean room continues to shower, mom wants to make breakfast first."

"okay."

(Author:"And in 2 hours, it is the custom of mothers..").

After cleaning the room and also taking a shower I went straight to the kitchen to see my mother to ask what Gita was really saying on the phone.

"Your..!"

"Why son?"

"What did Gita say to Mom?"

"It's rich that mom said that Gita ntar wants to pick you up."

"Nothing else?"

"Ihh bujang mother has started to play this..."

"Ah, don't dong."

"Don't that be what? emang Gita just said it's mom."

"Jude..."

 After that I watched television, while waiting for breakfast. As I watched the television, Dad came with his newly woken face out of the room.

"Good morning Dad...!"

"For my son, you wake up fast on a holiday like this..."

"in 1 hour Gita will pick me up."

The originally limp face became serious after hearing my words.

"Eh seriously?"

"Yes said mother..."

"Honey is it true?"

"Yaudah, be careful that's my best friend's daughter don't embarrass me."

After waiting for breakfast, breakfast finally came. Mom told us to eat right away...

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After finishing breakfast, the father who had a day off immediately went out of the house to check his motorbike. I helped mom put the dishes into the sink. When I was at the sink, I remembered my mother saying that Gita would pick me up in 1 hour. I immediately put on my shoes to go out, and my mother yelled at me that Gita was not picking me up in 1 hour, but in 2 hours.

"What time is it, Gita has been waiting for this."

Go to the door...

"Eh where is Rama.!!!"

"And Gita will pick me up, won't she?"

"Ih Mother was boongin you so you could get up, actually Gita picked you up in 2 hours."

"Ih mother mah, if you said 2 more hours Rama can sleep again."

"Well that's what I don't want to see, I've watched TV first it's still an hour and a half away."

"Jude."

An hour and a half passed...

 An hour and a half passed, Gita was already waiting for me in front of the alley near my house. I rushed to put on my shoes and was also alone with both of my parents. In front of the alley of my house, there was already a white car in front of my alley. I thought it was the car, I approached the car. Suddenly, a beautiful woman opened the window and also waved at me.

 I don't know that woman's face, is that Gita? That was the first question on my mind. When I was near the car, the driver opened the car door for me, and I was told to sit with the woman. Was I really told to sit here? Thought me. Without further ado the woman pulled me into the car and the car door was closed by the driver.

"Welcome personal assistant, it's time you prepare your mentality because you're soon to meet a lot of people."

"Are we really your family's personal assistant or your personal assistant?"

"Papah deliberately told my family so that you always take care of me, and Papah also already knows our relationship. Besides my family doesn't need assistants anymore because there's a lot of assistant helpers."

"So where are we going?"

"You're relaxed, you'll be important from now on."

 After that Gita took me to a building, in front of the building had many journalists bring cameras and mics from various televisions. My hand trembled, but when Gita saw my hand she immediately grabbed it and said that it was going well.

"Gmtttrr... Gmmtttr... "

The sound of my teeth shaking...

 Then Gita looked at my trembling hand and grasped it.

"Don't be afraid this will all go well, you calm yourself first."

"Are you able to be this relaxed Gita?"

"I've gotten used to this in my life, what's unusual is being with you right now."

"Now you make me tremble even more..."

"Sorry, just hold my hand."

"Oh yeah, before you wear these gloves."

"Emang why?"

"Udah wear it."

 After that the driver opened the door for both of us, when a special carpet was provided in front of the building. At the door was waiting for the guards and reporters. Gita went down first and followed me,

I walked behind the Gita, on our left-right around the guards and of course the reporters. Suddenly from behind the reporters there was someone who threw flowers at Gita and there was a piece of paper that she tied with a rope.

 The flower was thrown almost on Gita, but I was lucky to catch it. I held it until we entered the building, inside no less crowded than outside the building. We were immediately taken to the elevator, to go up to the place we were headed.

The place to go...

We are currently in the shooting studio, we are taken to the back room to prepare Gita who will appear as a special guest star at this event.

Gita and I are currently in the back room, Gita is welcomed with other artists and a man in a neat suit, like he is the Gita manager. It seems that the face of Gita hates that person very much, indeed I feel this person is only concerned with money and himself and does not worry about the mental and physical health of the Gita.

Suddenly the man took the flower and gave it to Gita and said.

"Welcome back, princess..."

"So, what are you if I come back huh?"

"Sorry, but the fans are waiting for you to come back."

"Which fan, or your wallet is waiting for me to come back?"

The man fell silent and turned away, sounding as he left he said.

"Basic cheesy..."