(REALLY) THE CONVERTED SOUL MATE?

JYT CHAPTER 89 - The Secret Story of Radit

The beauty of the peak pass makes the heart and soul great loose.

Green tea gardens on the left and right side of the road, the cool mountain air refreshes, making Maura more positive in thinking.

Life is not just love. His love for the Creator is not even at the tip of his love for Xavier.

Maura is ashamed. How he is a servant who is often grateful for the favor of God. Even prostrating, praying, thanking, he rarely did.

Maura felt it was time to change.

The winding roads, and sometimes speeding public transit trips slow down eventually bring both down at the destination.

An archway welcomed the two down from the city's light green rain public transport.

"Where are we going, Bang?" maura asked Radit.

Radit picked up Maura's backpack and tore out one of her tutebags.

"We stopped by a friend's villa!"

"Oh. Is his friend Brother here?"

"Ga exists. It's not a holiday, so he's in Jakarta. Biasa, young businessman!"

"What a cool thing, all the great guys!" puji Maura made Radit chuckle.

"Yes. My friends are indeed great people, different from me who is like this - just how his life! Hehe..."

"The biggest fly!" sela Maura with a smile.

"Ish, the seduction begins!"

"Hehehe... Not seduction, reality."

"Thank you!"

Their steps came to a halt right in front of a large white building. Similar white house in superpower. It's just the size is much different.

Radit had not pressed the bell, but someone had already opened the fence and welcomed their arrival with a face of sumringah. A middle-aged man with a haunting makeup looks like a cowboy abroad.

"Young Master eh emm Den Radit!" greet him as if he was correcting his words.

Maura also did not escape the man's sight.

"Maura, this is Kang Sule the confidant of the owner of this villa. Kang Sule, this is Maura. The introduction is enough. Hehe..."

"Yes Den! Nengs! Please sign. All prepared by Young Master!"

Maura looked at Radit not understanding.

"I've informed my friend the owner of this villa. He had already prepared everything for us to stay here. Alhamdulillah right? Reduce expenses. Hehe.."

"Waaa, so good our dong!" pekik Maura girang's.

He looked right and left. Observe the entire scenery around the villa is very beautiful. Then they walked up the stairs of the villa, towards the duplicate white building.

"Cool! Must be the owner of this conglomerate!"

"Who said?"

"Say me!"

"Oiya yes. Hehe... Maybe! I don't really like asking my friend's finances."

"Abang koq can know the people of Tajir anyway? Get to know Bang Coco, the party leader's adopted son. Get to know the owner of the White House Villa, a young businessman who is rich, like a circle of friends brother in the neighborhood people are?"

"Especially not. It was just a coincidence. The proof, Bang Coco is precisely now my superior. He's the one who paid me to be Miss Maura's bodyguard for the next month. Because she said the beautiful Miss Maura was heartbroken and feared to act anarchically that could endanger her life."

Maura stunned. He recalled his grief that had made him a fool and a fool in recent days.

In fact he almost died twice if there was no Radit beside him.

"I'm sorry, Maura has been so excited for a few days! Very stupid of his behavior. And from now on, I won't think like a fool again. Promise!"

Radit smiles.

His hand stroked Maura's hair.

Instantly Maura's heart rippled finely.

Radit's sweet treatment makes him happy and wants to be treated like that again.

"Den, Nope! Eat first, mumpung bi Munah cuisine is still warm. If it's cold the taste of pleasure will be less."

"Waaa, our arrival has become troublesome huh kang Sule!?" maura replied kindly.

A middle-aged woman was preparing food on the dining table in a different room.

"Den, Non, eat first!" he said very kindly.

"Thank you, Munah!" timpal Radit's.

"Thank you so much bi!" added Maura.

The girl's eyes sparkled beautifully. His hands impatiently wanted to pluck a piece of fried tempeh that was still hot.

"Wash your hands first, Maura. We're from a long trip by public transport." Radit reminded Maura meekly.

"Hehehe."

"That, sink! Maura can clean her hands there!"

"You come here often?"

"of course. Numpang sleeps, hitchhikes and sometimes lives long enough if there is no work. Hehe..."

"Yes my. Hehe... It's the hardest part of dong!"

"Haha...! Bi Munah and Kang Sule are happy that I often stay in this villa. Is it Kang!? Hehe... Come on, let's eat with Kang, Bi!"

"Hehehe... Bang Radit feels like he has a villa, Kang. Rancid. Haha..."

"Hehehe..."

Sule and Minah just laughed a little while looking at each other towards Radit who laughed wide.

Maura does not know, the original owner of this villa is Radit. Son of the third wife of the number one conglomerate in the country. Hm.

No one knows Radit's life story. Kuncoro. Maura's brother only knew Radit in his union.

They had once been in the same camp in the unity corps. When they are both still guests.

But they both chose different paths. Kuncoro entered the intel department while Radit chose the Paspampres section. They split up after that.

Kuncoro heard about Radit's case. He who is still joined in the state intelligence forces is concerned about the fate of his friend's military career which is equally pioneering from below.

Kuncoro contacted Radit again because he needed his help to escort and supervise his only sister who was being overwhelmed with grief.

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