
"Lumayan is also his room. Not too big but comfortable". Said Dika.
The moment he entered the room he was about to occupy during the employment contract on the island of K
How not. Room not too large. There is one springbad sigle in the corner of the room, a two-door closet, a work desk and a carpet spread out in the middle of the room.
Also seen are high curtains that Dika sure big windows, or some fruit.
He looked at the room he was going to live in. Checking the existing facilities. The bathroom is in the room.
Then he opened the curtains to look out. The window had three windows. But all three windows are littered.
Although Dika's room at the back, it turned out to face the side road. A small park not far away. As big as a parking car.
There is a table like a place to sit and chat or relax.
Then he unpacked his suitcase, to pick up his clothes. He wanted to take a shower, because he had been on the trip all day.
Especially it's night. He arrived at this house about eight o'clock.
But he was shocked by the door of his room. Someone came to the room he had just entered.
"Sorry sir. Would dinner be eaten in the room or on the table?!"
A woman carrying a bushel.
"How are the other habits?!". Ask Dika.
Look at the woman he estimates is almost forty years old.
"If you happen to be at home, everyone eats at the dinner table. But if the meteka is late eating ordinary in between the rooms". Obviously the woman.
"Well, I'm in the room for dinner.
So what about the challenge?. Also can we reques the menu?". Ask Dika.
"The challenge will be if you have finished putting it on this table. And if you are out then we will also challenge you here.
And if you want to request a menu or what to buy. You just write a message on that paper". Said the woman.
Dika saw that there was a table located to the left of the entrance to his room. There are several plates and cups. There is also a paper memo hanging from the pen.
"OKs. Thanku". Said Dika.
He looked at the door of the other room as well.
After receiving the bushel for her dinner, Dika continued her intention to take a bath. Sultry.
After the shower, Dika did not eat. But he wanted to call his assistant. His assistant's number he's memorized.
"Did the boss buy a new phone?". Ask the assistant.
When Dika called.
"Yes. Once I got here I asked to stop by the router hp, there's no way I'm not using a cell phone here". Answer Dika.
"The boss' phone was given assistant bu Gita when the new boss entered the waiting room. Now I'm keeping it in the apartment drawer". Answer Dika's assistant.
"good. I guess he'll foreclose until I'm done with the contract. Not even given it". Answer Dika.
"Bos should not activate the old number. Maybe the boss number will continue on the phone by Indri.
Or it could be given to the police for people who participate the same as him.
Boss must be careful". Assistant of Dika's.
Dika digested his asusten speech.
"yes too. I have to have a heart. You take the phone, you change the new number. And in every group of friends and groups I change new numbers. Old numbers out.
then turn off the number". Dika's orders.
"Good boss". His word.
After chatting for a while with his assistant, giving his assistant directions and assignments, Dika intends to take a break. Tired all day on the road.
"Uh.. It would be nice tonight if accompanied by women.
They took turns to massage my body that was sick from sitting too long on the trip earlier". Mumbled Dika.
Dreaming while smiling.
"But I still love this mighty mine". His words caressed his legacy.
"Prophey boy. We'll find a chance for you to try the one that's still sealed.
Would you like to?". Said Dika.
He kept petting hers. Until he fell asleep.
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