Office Hour
Vampire Villa (1)
Many are also wa Aunty Author personally and intensely to be discussed about Mr. Danu. Because it used to be Aunt Author people are quite otaku (luck ga sampe so wibu), and after getting married and having children at the age of 4 heads are thought to be separated from the stun-japan apparently can not also. To the extent that the visuals of Mr. Danu are Atsushi Sakurai, the vocalist of the Japanese Visual Kei Band called Buck Tick.
(Take a look at you tube, Alice in Wonder Underground)
Well, fellow jrock fans who also read this novel, finally asked about Mr. Danu.
There is a confused Aunty Author...
*****
With me again, Dimas Tanurahardja Bin Emilio Sandro.
Husband of Meilinda Adinata Bataragunadi Binti Hansel Bataragunadi.
This incident when I was only 6 months as President Director. When Meli was young pregnant.
Mak Lampir just got married, and she's experiencing acute boredom.
At that time we, the Directors and Commissioners, were meeting to discuss the Quarterly Report III that we will submit to the OJK. There will certainly be some financial adjustments and marketing methods that will be applied so that December reporting is not random.
Quarterly III, last September, thanks to the prayers of the persecuted in my office and on divine permission, finally came the blessing of God the profit figure rose by 180% from the previous Quarter. We are preparing a report for December. The Vibenya wants a new year.
When we were talking, that means, my life was saved from the totok of his blood stream Mas Yan.
At once, give him pocket money (aka dividends) to buy a new car. In Bugatti La Voiture Noire just released so it has definitely entered the online shop wishlist just waiting for funds to check out his share distribution from me.
(Yeah Bugatti times are in the online shop... Uh, you know what else, hahaaha! Wong Tesla can be ordered online only).
I'm quite curious, if Mas Yan bought a car that costs the equivalent of APBD does Milady know, well? I've been given a gift Ferrari rarely I make because it is not strong to pay for gasoline. Belom if stuck, the engine is noisy and easy to heat. I didn't count it when I faced the sleeping police... Must cover the sloping use of physics in a very low way.
Actually if the sleep stay is built, times.
(I know how the Sleeping Police SpeedBump is not the Sleeping Police. Kahuu kok tahuu).
Then it came from the mouth of Mak Lampir who was bored, the sentence :
"Aren't we having an employee gathering? Two years I work here not even if we have a trip event." said Selena.
Lo think the SD children take all excursions.
"Where do you want to gather? Dana there is. It should be confused with BI. Choose between Seminar and Gathering." I said.
"Seminar, laaaaah !" hiss Pak Haryono and Pak David fast.
The husbands are afraid of wives...!
I clucked while lowering my glasses.
During this time, employee activities revolve around seminars and training.
The one chosen is usually a star hotel. Seminar certificates are not important, what is important is the title 'nginep in star hotels outside the city'.
So the seminar runs out about 5 hours, the rest of the streets and leyeh-leyeh in the hotel.
What is important for his father-bapack is: a relaxing place away from children who are easy to ask for permission.
Jiahs...
"Pity a little is a single-jomblo. Gathering employees can strengthen family relationships between employees, usually become more familiar, long-time so lilok." said Stephen. Genuine singles.
(Let's singles, who want a solid acquaintance-sturdy rich, Marga Huang, age 45 years, personal assets tens of Billion, Family assets do not run out 13 derivatives, the, hobbies maen golf and nyambi selling real estate, romantic nature meme-menye, look like So Ji Sub.)
"You want stock for how many years, Koh?" sindirku.
Couple in the office. Don't copy me, deh.
Poh...
"Koyok e kamu sewot nemen karo gathering. ket want nyocot mbulet ae. You have an experience of po-piye ?" david Sahut. (It seems you are less pleased with the Gathering event, than earlier you are always heard to issue various nagging and mockery. Have you had a bad experience with such an event?).
One more Huang surname, but much more chic. I've got a sexy woman who is rich in having a gold shop in Singapore but still ayari who is young... Make an employee happen anyway.
Hehe, a cool KBBI-style translation is not it?
"It's not so, sir. Gathering is tired of its location. I don't have a certificate. The point is just maen-maen kayak galaksin, keep eating, sports together, make a tent, bobo together with solid kayak bars. It costs more than a seminar." I complained.
"Loh piye iki peno in my koyokiku medit?! Pueersis Meli nemen mecucu ae ..." said Mr David. (need to be translated anyway? No need to. wekekek. This is why Mr. David rarely appears, because tired of twice hahahah!).
"Eh, I have a Villa at the foot of Mount Sindoro. If you want to be able to make a dinner for gathering," said Lionel.
We were immediately silent.
Tantalize...
Because the villas have their own Commissioner, so it can be free right? At least pay for consumption, right?
"Lumayan spacious. About 1 hiktaran is the building. It's the same 1.5-hectare kebon," he said.
I cringe.
Broad cross.
But there's the most important question.
"Last in the villa when, sir?"
Mr. Danu grinned, his fangs sparkling.
"Last to my grandmother, about 12 years ago,"
Madekippe...
There are vampires in tahlil-in.
"Yaudah Mas, you survey first!" sahut Pak Haryono's.
I'm silent.
"Gue?" ask me to ask for a reconfirmation.
"Well, what else?!" sahut Pak Haryono's.
"Gue, huh?!" I'm still not sure what he said.
"Yeahaaa bebiih. Eeeelllooo's. You think because you served as President, you stopped at the bully? Enggakaakkk laaah." exclaimed Pak Haryono.
King Tega emang doi...
So, the afternoon was over budget, I held a sudden meeting between expert staff.
...The Canteen...
I'm screeching :
That's certain...
Andrew, Daniel and Fendi. (Ari and Mas Sena are busy with girlfriends. Rarely in the office) We four are like a boyband.
From the UK: One Direction
In Korea: Super Junior
From Garnet Bank: Ojo Sido BAND
abbreviation of One Junior Super Direction.
Junior is only one daniel doang and our goal is very super shekali because it is close but makes goosebumps. Plus we are actually not willing to be said Ojo Sido the most Pas lah. (Ojo Sido = Don't So) hope it doesn't go that way.
"Religion...." Fendi almost ran away. I quickly grabbed his collar and sat him down again in the meatball chair of the canteen.
"Lo so temen must be loyal friend dooonggg," I thinned my lips held in fury while hugging his shoulders and narrowed his neck let him gasp all over. "Well I'm on the mountain, Meli will be a widow, you want to replace me?"
"Why do I have to change you to become a Meli Ma'am?! I'm more feminine than dieee! There are male-male Bang Jago 2 figures, lo cuekin?!" Fendi.
I looked at Andrew and Daniel.
"They knowledges are less able to keep up with the magic of the angel." I whispered.
Andrew clucking.
"Think lo Jaka Tarub times, please shawl 7 colors he realized so bini lo," murmured Andrew.
"Otherwise me?! There's my perceived rival, not a lackey!" exclaim Fendi. He tried to escape again with his dramatic wooden style.
I held his collar again.
"Aah Dimaaass lo pas already so Dirut why so fierce seehhh!!" Fendi started sulking while tidying up the collar of his shirt.
"Lo it's just me naekin salary, I love operational cars, I love customers, just me to the Villanya Lionel very hard anyway!" I nagged asking for a return.
"Duile, if you know his bud back can risk his life, mending I replace Sarif dah!!" he nags back.
"Just me!" sahutku.
"Kiss first" Fendi put his lips together.
I'm riveted. Then take the bottle of sambel. Ngancem wants me ***** his mouth with sambel rawit.
"YES YES I'm coming, satisfied lo! I love my life and my body for unlimited devotion to Elo. Not enough times a month paid 20 million." he said while grumbling.
"Udah calm aje, later I bring rice with me special use jengkol balado for maksi." I said.
New menu at my mom's rice restaurant.
"Gue levels of hainan chicken rice."
"That's the same as rice or fried chicken, shucks! " return.
"Betewe, Mom. We're just four of us? Fucking numbers, ." said Andrew while chewing his fried food.
"Gue takes a second thought. I don't believe in mysticism, but I'm worried. So I had anticipated additional personnel, just returned from Sicily with a victory. Hopefully he is willing to follow,” I immediately snatched my phone and look for the next victim's phone number.
I don't believe shit, but for the sake of order together.
"Part of the emang lo have no other work, equivalent Dirut told the survey when all the approval elo signed,"
"This is a special case" he said.
I found my victim's phone number, then called her.
"Lo's busy?" My broom.
"Well, you must be busy, you think my Boss is an angel?!" my opponent was nagging.
"Who's in Indonesia belom?!"
"Udah! What do you want? I again shiatsu nih pegel-pegel depleted in the same terror Adam Quon!"
"Was... Lo pegel-pegel because of meeting Adam Quon lo reckless maen ama Farah all day! Not old enough?! I want to charge you a debt regarding the contact of acquaintance Mas Yan!"
"Ceile! It's been a week too! The first installment is usually monthly not weekly."
Why are so many people emotional today.
"Gue asked to be sent to Lionel's villa at the foot of Sindoro dong mountain. You are used to going to the corners. I need a guide niih.." I said seduce.
"Lionels... Danu Rusli means?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Khamandanu Rusli Komut lo it? The gang leader broke up?"
"Yeahaaaa..."
"Ga ah! Mending me nemenin Alex braking into the trough instead of into Villa Dedemit!"
Then the phone connection was cut off.
I looked at my phone with surprise.
How dare Leonard Zhang hang up on me! Wanted to be cursed apparently she's the same as the queen mother of kungfu hustle!
(don't tell Meli I'm saying she's a kung fu hustle mom. If the ngomel looks a lot like the bawel because. Have the Auman Lion. Good thing she looks like a Barbie.)
I called Alex.
Ngadu, story... Hehe
"Aleeexxxxx," I sulked.
"Hate you a lot." as usual, that's the opening word. In the background there are sounds of many people speaking Arabic.
"By dates, yeah."
"Males. Weight." he said. "Snap by the way, I'm in a conference, just getting on the podium again,"
"When Leon hung up on me, but I just asked to be sent to Mr. Danu's villa" I whined.
"Vilanya Danu's. The one at the foot of the mountain isn't it?"
"You know!!"
"Hm. Last year almost alone there, so nyampe new front of the villa, I returned home again. You've been told how bellom looks?"
"Dome."
"Hm.." sounded the fanfare from Alex's background. "Leon knows the place anyway, I call him to nganterin lo, okay."
"Sip bro, nape."
"But I'm not responsible for everything that happens if you go there. It's good to also call Mr. Yan for an emergency."
"Huh?"
"Yes that is it."
And he hung up on me.
After that for half an hour, as we busied ourselves with fritters, indomies, cigarettes and coffee sachets, suddenly from a distance I caught a handsome oriental figure in an expensive suit. Very different from me who just wear a shirt buy online at once a dozen.
He's making my head with a roll of paper.
"Shouldn't tell Alex kaliiii!!" his nag.
I whinesan.
"Tell me Alex, until you're my nyamperin here," my hiss.
Leon grumpily grabbed a plastic chair and sat tight between Andrew and Daniel. I saw all of them looking directly at Leon with a gape as if seeing the PS 5 go down in price.
The point is, curious.
Whoa??? Fendi forms a mouth without making a sound. His eyes glittered.
"Ohiya's... Kenalin, President of Beaufort Mining. Leonard Zhang." - Leonard Zhang."
"God..." Andrew immediately moved away. Then bow down. "Seriously, is he Leonard Zhang?" Whisper to me.
"Yes. Why?"
"How do you know?!" ask again.
Daniel took cover behind me.
Leon glanced at me while fiddling with his phone. He just snorted cunningly.
"Gue has always been the same reaction" Leon said.
I still don't know what's going on.
Andrew dragged me to the edge away from Leon.
Daniel followed.
"Crazy, I deg-degan.." sizzled Daniel.
"He's that... Executioner in Beaufort. You know that?" ask Andrew.
"Yes he's Alex's right-hand man for all transactions."
"The other one exists... Name's Bara. Do you know him too?"
"Yes knows. 11 12 with Leon... I'm hearing they're cousins."
"This one is famous for being a syndicate! He's mafia bro... The maenan is pedicab!" whispered Andrew.
"Yes, I know that too. Yesterday it was in Sicily that I picked it up." I said. Remember the past in Sicily when freeing Leon from the entanglement of the mafia.
"He was famous in the back world. If you make offended him one word, your head is hollow."
Automatically my eyes looked up, towards my forehead.
So I'm actually dead, not yet? I don't know how many times I've upset Leon.
Then my eyes looked at the strangeness in front of me.
"Ck ah Leon! The cireng is the one ituuuuu!!" my screams.
Leon put all the shawls in his mouth once lep.
I'm suffocating stifled.
He grinned while chewing.
My favorite Rujak Cireng...
Which intentionally left the last...
Where the only stay is sold in the canteen...
Take a duel, what !!
It feels the same as the feeling of annoyance leaving the skin of the last chicken kaefsi but suddenly eaten the same boyfriend because he thinks we do not like.
Overall but can't be angry.
"Just cireng doang, it's been more than you why!" whispered Andrew while preventing me from committing atrocities.
I snorted, sitting in front of Leon while putting on an ice-cold look.
"Awas lo ye, sometime I bales!" hisisku.
"It's a ballom comparable to the cost I came here. I am a guest! Instead of being made to drink," he sipped my coffee, then took a cigarette out of my box. Then reach the lighter from his suit pocket.
Holy hooch!
Lighternya Zippo edition Moon Landing, the price is 58millions, cigarette time just ask Wismilakku! Pshaw!!
"So, you want to nemenin? choose IYA or Iya Kepaksa." I said.
"Just like a bedul,"his thesis as he turned his head up and blew his cigarette smoke.
There's no choice.