
"So this Pandi is rich? Monologue Bian himself. If Pandi is so rich, why can Pandi go bankrupt without a penny left? Daddy said that Pandi was in an accident because his car was blong, then daddy bil..."
not yet as long as Bian continues his monolong Bian has captured an oddity of the events that befall Pandi and his family.
"What's? A blong?"
Why didn't I realize long ago that blong meant... It means about Pandi..
Ahhh, fuck.."
Bian grumbled in annoyance.
"It looks like something's not right. If the car om Pandi blong, it means his om pandi deliberately harmed by someone.
But who? Ahhh. Fuck, my head is dizzy just because of that Brahma situa.
Ah he, I understand I have to start this puzzle from where like Brahma situa bangka it knows about om Pandi."
"Om Pandi be patient for a moment. Bian will clear the name om Pandi 18 years ago
who said that Pandi was broke, trying to escape and then a car accident."
From the results of the article read by Bian like that news about the death of Pandi, starting from bankruptcy to appear a hero who bought all assets owned by Pandi at that time. The hero is Brahma.
Bian left his study room to go to his bedroom. Nayra was asleep.
Bian passed Nayra to her soft bed.
**
In the morning the nayra awakens Bian, just as the employer's orders must carry out the task as best as possible.
"Master, sir wake up. It's morning, sir."
Nayra wiggled - rocking Bian's body slowly.
Bian opened his eyes, seeing Nayra standing next to him with her hands in a crumpled fidgety out of fear.
Bian got up to the bathroom.
Nayra breathed a sigh of relief because Bian had entered her bathroom, Nayra immediately prepared Bian's office clothes. After that Nayra continued to prepare her monster breakfast.
Bian leaves for the office escorted by Nayra to the car door.
Bian wondered why his wife was so brave to take him to work until the car.
"Why do you take my bags to the car?"
Ask Bian
Nayra smiled sincerely.
"No sir, our marriage is only a year and now our marriage is 8 months old. Nayra doesn't want to make a beautiful story between us."
Deggs.
Bian's heart was weak as if it had stopped beating.
"Give me Bian's bag to Nayra."
Nayra grabbed her husband's hand and kissed it.
Nayra returned to her original position of standing straight while holding her husband's hand.
"O Allah, make this hand of my husband the bearer of sustenance for many. Aminnnn"
Nayra filled amen to her own prayer.
Degs..
Again - again Bian was conceived by his little wife..
"I'm leaving"
Bian said directly into the car.
Nayra waved her hand. From the rearview mirror of the car Bian saw his wife waving at him, Bian saw his hand that kissed his wife. Bian shook his head while turning the steering wheel of his cooking car.
Until Bian's office immediately rotates with a set of important files and files that he must sign.
For a moment Bian stopped when he felt tired, Bian laid his back against a chair, his head staring at the sky - the sky of his room.
Bian closed his eyes, the incident this morning appeared on his head. The hand that was kissed and in the elus Nayra this morning.
The hand he used slapped his wife
The hand he used to pull his wife's hair, but it was also the hand that his wife prayed to get good things.
Bian kept thinking about his wife. Bian realized that he had never given anything to his wife, Bian thought of giving something to his little wife at home.
Bian called Kevin on the interphone
"Kevin's in my hands now"
Tuttts. Call terminated.
Hap, Tok . Chequek.
Kevin immediately opened the door without waiting for an answer from his master.
"Kevin ordered a very beautiful white rose."
"What are you doing, sir?" ask Kevin wonder
"Make my wife"
"Why should it be white sir? Usually the woman likes roses!" red advises Kevin
"Because my wife likes white roses. I've seen it in the garden a lot. My wife is more likely to see a white rose."
Bian smiles at the thought of his wife seeing white roses but he is reluctant to touch them. Afraid the master was angry and beat him
"Cihhh, Wife. Since when did the master pay attention to the mistress. Usually ignored as well. "
"Don't curse me kevin. Do it now"
"Good sir. Excuse me."
Kevin went to do his master's additional duty.
6 Hours passed Bian had already cleared his work desk.
Ceklekkk Door open.
Siska appeared with a smile on her lips.
Siska sees a white rose on Bian's desk glowing siska's face, imagining Bian giving the flower to her while expressing love.
Siska walked to pick up the flower, and Bian quickly stopped her.
"Don't touch mine."
Siska stopped, confused with Bian.
"Become, that's for me, isn't it?"
"No"
"Then"
"My wife"
"But you don't love your wife"
"It's none of your business, it's Sunday. I want to see my wife. "
Bian left Siska, at the same time Kevin entered the room to take his master home. But Kevin watched Siska being ignored by his master. Kevin smiled mockingly at siska.
Siska's hand was clenched and Kevin mocked her, as if Kevin was playing with Siska's self-esteem. Kevin left Siska following his master, but his master had already fled.
Bian drove home in his own luxury car. Shampoo Dimansion Bian throws a car key at breakfast to continue his car. Bian went in looking for his wife.
Keekkkkk.
Bian opened the door slowly, seeing that his wife was resting.
Bian squatting next to Sopa aligned his body with Nayra.
"It was late afternoon still sleeping. Is he exhausted? mumbling it."
Bian waited for Nayra to wake up.
Finally Nayra woke up to open her eyes at the sight of Bian being near her with Bian sitting on the floor.
Nayra was surprised, Nayra immediately sat down.
"Tu - master"
Nayra stammered, worried that her monster husband was a mosquito again.
Bian sat beside Nayra grabbing Nayra's hand giving her a beautiful white rose on her hand.
"It's for you"
"Huh." Nayra was surprised not to understand
This flower is for you, if you don't like to throw it away.
After saying that Bian went to clean himself up.
Nayra brought the flower over her dressing table.
Cekleekkkk, kukk,
Bian came out of the bathroom when he saw his wife bowing her head.
Bian passed his wife to take the change of clothes that Nayra had prepared.
Bian wore his clothes without caring for Nayra after finishing wearing a house shirt, bian turned to look at his wife who was still bowing her head.
"What's wrong?"
bian asked who saw his wife had not yet left the room, usually his wife was most afraid of an attack with him.
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