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“Pacar? You shot me?” he asked with disdain.

“Iya Ma'am,” hisisku.

“You know who I am, right?!”

I hate that question.

“You know who my sister is, right?” he asked again.

I don't like that question either.

“You asked me to be a girlfriend? Or do you mean ‘bodyguard’? Because obviously no one dares to be with me,”

Okay, he seems to understand what I mean.

“Bodyguard,” I replied.

“Lack of you,” his lips.

“We are currently in the position of symbiotic mutualism loh bu, mutual benefit. Girlfriend Bu Meilinda already have a wife and children, mother can put my handsome look on instagram to reply. On the other hand, I need mom to keep ‘they’ away, To be honest I started to fear the same fanatic fans,” I tried to seduce him.

Ms. Meilinda let out a long sigh, then turned her head face up, towards the ceiling.

“I am so ugly huh?” whispered.

I raised my eyebrows upwards.

“Means...?” many wonder. How could such a sentence be thrown out of his mouth? She who is so beautiful influential, can also feel insecure.

Bu Meilinda let out a long breath.

“I have no luck with love. Since I was a teenager, I never had a boyfriend, all approached me just because I was Bataragunadi. Every time a guy approached me, my brother always interfered and eventually everyone stepped back. But he was right, all the guys were just hoping to be a part of my family,”

I heard her voice start to shake.

“Then when I was introduced to Jeffry, the party wanted to be married immediately. My family agrees, I also do not think long because I have reached the age of 34 years. But now I know why the handsome man is still single at the age of 3 heads, and why his family wants us to get married quickly,”

I listened quietly. I felt the real life of Bu Meilinda.

“And when I found someone I thought really cared for me, he already had a wife... If I meet you I will really scratch it, I will also catch his wife!” exclaim Bu Meilinda.

“So that's our goal to Bandung tomorrow? Do you want to be violent?”

“Gunawan will not reply me, he has many business interests!”

“Yes but don't do that either,”

“Not to interfere, Dimas,”

“Iyaa, yes..” hisisku.

“And now someone is shooting me, but just want to take advantage of the influence,” he said while looking at me from top to bottom.

“At least I was honest in the beginning,”

“Honestly, am I beautiful or ugly?”

My turn to sigh long, “But no need to say,” hissku.

“It turns out I'm ugly,” that's the conclusion.

“Mother is so beautiful, so perfect is scary. We men do not like to be ruled this-that. We were born to lead. Marrying a figure like Bu Meilinda is tantamount to smearing our self-esteem,” I said bluntly. “Imagine if the wife alone can not cooperate in the household and always yell at the husband. Better we find another wife, ma'am.”

“You guys are too haughty, want to lead when not capable,”

“Those words that make mom so unattractive in our eyes,”

“Jeez, fuck you!” Bu Meilinda massaged his forehead.

“Mother has promised not to say yes, keep the promise,” hisisku.

“Only you can talk that way with me,”

“This is just because I care about the Boss himself,” I said, “Please that Internal Memo my incentive filing immediately filed,” I grinned.

“He doesn't need..”

“Need,” hisisku, “Given all my suffering during this time,”

“Yes, we're dating. I don't want to pretend but yeah, we're really dating,”

“There but not?”

“What is it?”

“My brother will know this relationship soon, we must prepare a reasonable reason for him. If he does not accept the reason then there are 2 possibilities, we will be married or you will be beheaded. So I can't guarantee your safety,"

Again, by Trevor.

I let out a breath. “Great first,” I'm calming down.

“Don't forget tomorrow night we go to Bandung, you early in the morning pick me up to the house,”

“Pick mom? Meaning?”

“Begin the plan let your life be rather quiet,” Bu Meilinda leaned her body on me showing her cleavage that seemed warm and tender.

**

Tomorrow Morning.

So the first step to ‘protect’ me from fanatics as well as ‘ silencing’ my mouth about the disgrace of Bu Meilinda, we finally plan to go home and go to work together. Like a dating guy.

So, I woke up early, the plan was to take the KRL to Bu Meilinda's house in Darmawangsa, then from there we would use the car and leave together to the office.

“Tumben to le jam segini wis tangi," (Tumben Nak clock is up soon) said my mother when I put rice nudge made into my bag.

“Money Ma'am, wonten project. (Yes ma'am, there is a project)” Sahutku while kissing her cheek.

My brother, Bram, came out of his room already in his young executive-style work suit. He had until now taken a car ride from our home in Bekasi, to his office in Kuningan area despite the traffic jam of Naudzubillah.

“Ono meeting, Mas?" (You have a meeting, bro)

“Ora mas," I whispered while covering the wall, afraid of being discovered by my mother. "I am arep nang omah e Bu Meilinda," (no mas, I'm going to Bu Meilinda's house)

“Bu Meilinda? What are you causing trouble?!” looks so worried.

My boss is already famous in the young executive area throughout the city as a woman with a shitty temperament.

When Bram first found me accepted into Garnet Bank, he warned me not to make trouble for Bu Meilinda.

But hell, I was instead placed right under his Division.

“If the same Bu Meilinda anyway every day there must be a problem,” I grin while kissing her hand. Then we went to a day full of intrigue.

KRL at 6 am from the direction of Bekasi – Sudirman (first transit in Manggarai), not too full but still not able to sit. I stood next to the door with my hoodie and mask, earphones attached playing the song Dewa 19.

Yes, I know it is old-fashioned, but if millennials the same age as me yes listen to the music that is legendary.

I saw a bunch of schoolchildren, genk ciwi-ciwi, glancing at me while whispering and giggling.

I checked the body. The zipper closed perfectly, right? My nasi uduk is not scattered, right? My shoes are next to none, right? So far it's normal.

So I assume they giggled because they were talking about something else.

While at Klender station, the mothers used to ride with bags of merchandise, nudged my arms and asked me to help him lower the merchandise. “Still yes, Mas Ganteng!” hisses. “The mask is down, your face is so make mom feel young again!”

Oh, because of that.

maybe the girls who are currently looking at me fixedly also think the same as the mother.

Be dawat!

I immediately raised my mask until it was almost close to the eyes.

I quite understand why Bram doesn't want to take public transport. In addition to attracting attention because her face is also capable of being a fashion model at Paris Fashion Week, she can enjoy her morning with breakfast in the car, coffee while driving, and so on, sit comfortably in a narrow air-conditioned room without jostling over your wallet or missing phone.

But my salary is a dime compared to him, so yes this is the most efficient alternative.

I arrived at the house. uh, palace, belonging to the family Bu Meilinda at 7 pm and conveyed my point of meeting, all acquaintances with security sir so that the business is made easier.

“Mother looks like breakfast. Sampeyan wis awaited from 4 am Loh.”

I grinned.

At 4 am I was still in the subconscious, dreaming of a payday and a trip abroad.

“Sip Sir, ” hissikku while walking towards the entrance that makes a sigh. The distance is about several tens of meters at the end there and is not provided a golf cart or at least a bicycle so make it to the far door.

Tomorrow I'll just take my folding bike to make my way to the door.

When he climbed the stairs and opened the main door while panting. Someone greeted me in the living room at the front door.

“Who are you?”