Money Or Honey
Episode 43: With Jeremy

Tuttt....!

Tuttt...!

Tuttt...!

Both Jeremy and Hiyola look through the rearview mirror. The path they took was right, there was nothing wrong so why did the black car behind him continue to chirp.

Exasperated, Hiyola saw the car that was almost parallel to them. His eyes immediately widened when he knew the car reflected from the rearview mirror.

"God! What's that crazy guy doing?" Hiyola snorted in annoyance. Jeremy looked at.

"You know her?"

Hiyola. Of course he knows her. The man with such a myriad of annoying traits, who did not know him?

"Faster, I think he's lost his mind!" sneaker Hiyola.

Meanwhile, in another car, Roberth who did not realize that he was jealous continued to drive his car. His hands clenched, his entire knuckle whitened.

"So, you're out for a date, huh?" furious Roberth. The car will be in line with the car that Hiyola was riding in, but one call from Petra messed things up.

"****!" maki Roberth, reached into his phone, while looking annoyed at the Jeep car that had driven away.

"It's better that your call is important!" threatening Roberts.

There Petra breathed a sigh of trepidation, in fact, she herself doubted whether this call was important or not.

[Mrs Violeta just called me, sir. He said he and the big master will fly to Indonesia in a week. And Miss Violeta requested that Lady Hiyola be replaced temporarily by Miss Kim.]

Degs...

That means Hiyola has to get out of the house, and Kimberly will settle down with him. Shouldn't he be happy? Why does his heart feel unwilling?

Without answering the call, Robert immediately disconnected the call, slamming the steering wheel back, because the junction of the company's location had already passed far.

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"Ah...H....!" Hiyola took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. His eyes closed, enjoying every time the breeze greeted. From the side, hazel eyes continued to stare at her, intensely.

His heart rippled as his main goal began to shift due to the comfortable feeling of being next to this shoulder-haired beautiful girl.

Sluggishly, Jeremy slipped Hiyola's hair blocking his view. Hiyola shuffled slightly as Jeremy's hand touched her.

"Sorry.." - Jeremy.

"No problem. I'm just not comfortable being treated that way." said Hiyola. He is not the type of person who just shut up if he does not like it.

"I like your persona." said Jeremy sincerely.

Hiyola smiled awkwardly.

For a few hours, they spent playing on the beach. Talk, eat, and talk again, until the time shows at 12 pm.

Jeremy ordered food. Seafood for her, and chicken rice for Hiyola, the girl was allergic to shrimp.

Each enjoyed his meal, in silence. After that they left because of Hiyola's side job.

The car stopped right in front of a narrow alley. Access to the place can not be passed by car, therefore Jeremy and Hiyola have to go through it on foot.

They stopped right in front of a small restaurant. The walls of the dining house are made of planks. There are some holes here, but it does not reduce its beauty because it is surrounded by various kinds of flowers, with different colors.

The owner of the restaurant, an old woman. She lives with her husband and a granddaughter who now sits in 3rd grade Junior High. His children were already successful, leaving the two old men to take care of the restaurant for their own survival. Their youngest daughter was pregnant out of wedlock, her son was left for the care of these two old men.

"Well, the food's selling, huh, buk?" hiyola approached the old woman. The road is a bit slow making Hiyola also follow his footsteps.

Inside the old man greeted them. "Sorry, yes, Hiyola. We trouble you again." Mr. Aiman smiled shyly.

"I'll leave if Mr. Aiman talks like that again" said Hiyola, making Mr. Aiman and Lumi's mother smile.

Hiyola worked there as a dishwasher. Mr. Aiman and Ms. Lumi only paid her 20 grand.

Everyday, they sell food of 40 servings, for the needs of life. Because he was old, Mr. Aiman and Lumi's mother could not sit for long to just wash the dishes.

"Let me help." Jeremy rolled both of his shirt sleeves up, approaching Hiyola who was struggling with his plate. He pulled out a small stool, sliding it in front of Hiyola.

"What are you doing? Nay! Your clothes will be dirty." Hiyola refuses, but Jeremy insists.

"You don't know, The power of man? Don't doubt me, Hiyola." Jeremy picked up the plate, then started soaping.

Seeing Jeremy's odd movements, Hiyola laughed. Jeremy put on a pissed-off look.

"Calm down, I know the way" he said, not giving up.

***

"Don't mommy have a mansion? Why should my house?"

Robert's jaw was hardened, someone there had not yet said it.

"Is it because of Kim?" shoot Roberts.

[No, Honey. Your dad just wants to spend time with you.] said Violeta from a phone call.

Robert bluffed his teeth. He swore this was not due to the role exchange. Her self just doesn't like the presence of Clodio, her father.

"All right! Do what you like to eat!" Turning off his cell phone, Roberth was displacing frustrated hair.

Petra who was standing on the left side of the room could only exhale rough breaths. Lately his master's emotions are being unstable.

"Petra! Do you know who Hiyola has been close to lately? Maybe he and Daniel..."

"No way sir. A few days ago, I heard Daniel was out of town. And as far as I know he hasn't come back" Petra replied quickly. He knows where his boss's mind is going.

Robert propped up his hand massaging his forehead, "Then who was that guy?" mumble it slowly.

"What the madam is being close to seseor-"

"Of course not! Which man would like a woman like her?" sergeant Roberth fast. Thinking of the possibility, Robert became upset himself.

"You! Find out who's close to her!!!"

Petra was about to comment, but Robert's hand gestures signaled her to come out, making Petra undo her intentions.

"I'm sorry, sir." said Robert then walked away.

Outside, Petra heard the whispers of employees. They tell me the strangeness of Robert's attitude today.

"You saw his face, didn't you? Our handsome master looks angry. He doesn't usually express himself like that." said one male employee.

"Hmmm... But, compared to her stiff face every day, I prefer to see her fierce face. It looks so sexy...!" exclaimed a female employee, enthusiastic.

"agree. Her face is charismatic...!" the other timpal.

"Hey!" Everyone was silent as Petra spoke. "Shut your mouth and just work!" ketusnya, then breezed away.

"Hm.., Mr. Petra was actually handsome, but his rogue expression made him look unsightly." said one of the women, as the others chimed in.

***

Hiyola and Jeremy pampit after finishing with their work. The silent streets they passed to the front of the alley. Riding in a car, Jeremy began to leave the complex area and then turned to the campus. He had to drive Hiyola there because of Hope.

If it wasn't for the sudden message, Jeremy wouldn't have wanted to end this togetherness. Being near Hiyola, it feels different when with the ladies of the night. Jeremy felt, near Hiyola, a hatred that he craved, evaporate by itself.

"Thank you for today, Hiyola" Jeremy said.

Hiyola shook her head, "I should thank you. Thanks to your obedience, the plates didn't break" Hiyola replied with a cynical smile.

Jeremy laughed crisply, "Yes, I'm grateful my stubbornness didn't come out back then."

"All right, you have to go now" Hiyola said. He waved, then immediately walked inside, towards the parking lot. It was still late in the afternoon, afraid that another student might see, so Hiyola asked Jeremy to drop her off in front of the campus gate.

"I think my purpose has changed. You must be mine, Hiyola!" jeremy said, start driving after making sure the Hiyola bike drove away.

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