Office Hour
Mysterious Golf Stick

"Ooh ah! What are these storms from earlier," There was a familiar voice.

It's a voice like I've ever heard. Recently I think...

"Father," said Meilinda.

"Well," said Mr. Sebastian, it appears he immediately retreated.

Trevor even stood up straight from his seat.

"Yangkung," said Trevor, looking down.

And I saw it...

Mamang Gardeners.

With a stick and stick.

Enter the room with a simple smile.

But in lehernyamasih clad in a towel that is usually used to sweat. Only now the line motif, which was plain motif last afternoon.

"Loh, Den Dimas! How's battered?" his tanyanya was almost destroyed.

I'm jiper.

"Well, why not take care of the bonsai, even here? Called 'father' the same god Zeus, too" I replied. Feeling bullied. Really high-level prank!

I felt yesterday, though! This must be a master gardener! I should have believed in my survival instinct.

"That's why I said it was Bismilah first." he said.

I sneered wryly.

Then the mood was silent.

"You know each other ?" ask Mr. Sebastian after 10 seconds on the diem-dieman.

"The afternoon was helped by planting bonsai in the park" said Mr. Hans.

"Until my father you lick, your behavior is amazing." said Mr. Sebastian increasingly cynical. It seems that he hates me even more.

"I don't know if he's a cult bully" my hiss confessed.

"He doesn't know that I'm the highest caste" Mr. Hans supported me.

"Dad don't mess with his shit, he's manipulative, consultant, hypnotic!" Mr. Sebastian's.

I gawked, feeling humiliated. Consultant...all I open a shaman practice!

Mr. Hans was even stupefied.

"You're Yan.." he shook his head. "Too suspicious of that person is not good, Yan said. You want to be family,"

"Daddy give your blessing to Dimas?!" Exclaimed Mr. Sebastian, panicked as it seemed.

"That's it. I already know Dimas, no problem really." said Mr. Hans. “After all, my blessing, right? Still his guardian Neng Meli loh I this, hehe,”

I let out a sigh of relief.

But Mr. Sebastian immediately clenched his fists while looking at me.

Well never mind...

This time if you want 1 against 1 kuladeni, there is no surrender like yesterday.

The conglomerate sister complex must be taught how to lose.

Mr. Sebastian stepped his foot towards me, I was already standing up to attack.

"Excuse me..."

The sound of a knock, quite loud actually, indicates that he has actually been there for a long time, but is not heeded.

We all looked.

Milady.

It's at the door.

And he shook his head while looking at Mr. Sebastian.

Then I looked at me, analyzing my appearance.

Then he breathed.

"Well.." his his sizzle still with his eyes looked at me. Then he looked at Sebastian. "... I had expected that one day you would come close to killing" Milady said, squinting at Mr. Sebastian.

We're silent.

Tensing...

From earlier it was already tense, but this one is more goosebumps, like there is a demon passing by and our feet are fixated on the floor.

My eyes are clearly seeing that Milady's eyes look at Mr. Sebastian.

"Here you go, it's good that the Dimas family makes a claim, so you can go to jail and hand over your shares to Trevor and we can work more quietly without hearing the sincerity of your tongue,"

Incredibly sassy sentence from Milady.

All that was there somehow immediately felt that what was meant by 'you' in Milady's sentence just now was Mr. Sebastian.

Evidently from Mr. Sebastian who immediately incubated while turning his face.

"Who called him here?" Aspersion.

"I.." murmured Trevor. "So Dad's kind of out of bounds this time."

Mr. Sebastian looked at Trevor while squinting. In his eyes was a bit of a grudge.

"Lady... How are you, baby?" Mr. Hans stretched out his arms to greet Milady, then kissed the woman on both cheeks. "You healthy? Don't work too much, you're a corporate slave! You're not getting married?"

"Sir Hans himself how? Lady Valentine's a giant, given what formula sir?"

"I love micin."

"ah! Seriously sir!"

"Seriously dong!" Mr. Hans laughed.

They both laughed together.

"So, can we help you, Lady?" Ask Mr. Hans.

Milady looked directly at Mr. Sebastian. The man looked back at her as if to challenge her, but in a softer way. "You and I need to talk. Four eyes," he said firmly with a straight eye toward Mr. Sebastian.

It made everyone who was there look at each other. In the history of his life, even against Mr. Hans who is his real father, Mr. Sebastian has never been a 'follower'. He never walks behind people, or obeys others without protesting first.

When the two of them were gone from sight, we immediately stirred up.

"Anjrite!! What was Cuy!! Kayak big madam pass by!!" I'm headed to Trevor.

Trevor. "Gilaayyah!! I didn't think the effect was damage! That was just a whim for Milady to come here!!" he cried while laughing.

"What does marriage mean?! Who's the same who?! Lots of people want to get married!!" I tried to get rid of my bad feeling.

"Well, what the hell is Den, you didn't know Trevor was betrothed to Milady?" sahut Mr. Hans.

"A long time ago, there was that statement! I thought it was a joke, Mang!"

"That's Yan's job, you know... I don't want to be a fool!" murmur Mr Hans.

"Mas Bram knows this?!" my many.

"Know, anyway... But it looks like Trevor is relaxing. We even suspect Mr. Sebastian." said Mas Bram.

"Yes." Yeah." Trevor nodded. "Take a look, same as Milady. The god-level. More obedient than the same Yangkung, do not offend well Kung!"

Mr. Hans waved his hand.

"No offense, Yangkung even helped. Si Yan is stubborn because, Yangkung want to live a quiet life ngerawat bonsai aja, already old tooaa.." said Mr. Hans.

I grinned.

Trevor sparkles.

Mas Bram stroked his beard.

Mr. Hans sipped his shell.

"Wis uwis! Did you finish the problem? I was also relieved to scream! Not interested in a rice buffet with piye?!" sahut.

We all nodded in agreement excitedly and immediately headed to the dining room waiting for the delivery order Nasi Uduk.

**

Finally while waiting for the order to come, we relaxed coffee in the living room.

"So how's the story?!" I demand an explanation while copying.

"He, I'm the same 40-year-old Yan, never saw him follow anyone else. He is always in front. The first brawl." said Mr. Farid.

"So that mother talked about was a brawl problem?!" my many.

"Si Yan it's kebacok, keep jatoh. I can still get up but it's a little too late for her neck to break! Good thing I'm nearby, I pull him on we keep hiding... At Miss Lastri's house! Ahahaha!!"

"I don't know what happened" said Mamang-eh, Mr. Hans.

"Yes, he panicked, he said until Mr. Hans knew for sure the belt was floating, the inheritance was lost, the birth certificate was burned! Ahahaha!!" exclaim Mr. Farid.

Mr. Hans was stupefied.

Walahs... Because of that!

"Till a week he's staying at mom's house!" sahut. "Until the wound heals and can be hidden using a powder mat."

"I think he ran away again... Turns out to be sheltered." said Mr. Hans.

"How's this going to be the same Milady? How's story?" my many.

"Long story, later in the next novel! (That's read Lady’s Gentleman, Thanks a lot yaa) That's clear, bro..." Trevor leaned his body. "Since they met at my matchmaking event with Milady, Bokap I often go with Milady. And the way I look at him, wih, Sendu redam romantic anyjay anyway!"

"When are you fooled?! How come you're not talking?!"

"Males... That was the biggest day! Milady is also weekly there are times he mengedumel continuously since the matchmaking event."

"That's the real Sebastian?!"

"Yes..."

"Hm..."

We're speechless.

"So she was following Milady?"

"Ho'oh,"

"Silah's slave,"

"Yoyo,"

"Gue thinks he's still so cute and nyokap me." I said.

"It seems to have switched" Trevor said.

Then we all grinned cunningly like a duren faux pas.

Before long, Milady emerged from the study while attaching a golf club on his shoulder.

I know the shape!

That's the stick that almost crushed my head!

Trevor glanced at me, telling me that he was the one who told Milady everything. Then he approached Milady.

Their conversation was not heard, but Milady glanced at me, a sign that everything was done.

I think I should buy him a coffee next time...

Another great thing is that Mr. Sebastian emerged from the study with his cut.

We're flabbergasted.

Trevor approached him and they seemed to be discussing something seriously while whispering, but it was clear that Trevor's eyes immediately sparkled.

Then Mr. Sebastian glanced at me.

I came to my senses first and could not hide my grin.

"It's surprising how love can control all our movements" I said.

Mr. Sebastian passed me while grunting. "Whatever..." Snarled. "Dad, Farid, I want to talk" he said.

Mr. Hans and Mr. Farid followed Mr. Sebastian inside.

The remaining of us sighed, relieved.

"Darling... I also want to talk." Meilinda said as she looked at me with a meaningful look.