8 To 4: The Mayor's Contract Wife
Stopovers
Day before......
A middle-aged woman helps tidy up the clothes her young miss wears while occasionally wiping away her tears. He then smiled to see the long-haired beautiful girl so gracefully wrapped in a dress skirt suit under the knee and a long-sleeved blouse made of premium tweed wool in blue.
“Non Ajeng well well there! Don't like to blur again!” said the woman in a loud voice.
“But Ajeng don't want to be fooled, Bi... Ajeng still wants to be free. There are still many who have not been doing lakanin so far.” Sahut Ajeng back as he pleased.
“Aunt tofu, Non. But this is my father's order. He is preparing to be elected again in next year's presidential election. So Non Ajeng should always be obedient and support Mr yah?” Persuade the servant to the young lady.
An aide suddenly walked in and interrupted their conversation. “Sorry, Non. It's time we left.”
With a heavy heart, Ajeng left behind the woman who had cared for and raised him these past fifteen years. Ajeng put on his sunglasses and walked in his high heels into a limousine that took him to Brunei International Airport with two aides who escorted him.
On the way to the airport, Ajeng received a phone call from his father. “Hallo, Pa?”
“Jeng, don't do weird yeah? Papa, Mama and your future husband are waiting for you at home.”
“Good, Pa.” is all that Ajeng can say, as always.
“Good.... Safe flight well!”
The phone connection just broke. It's always like that. Although it has been almost fifteen years not living together, but the conversation on the phone is more like an alarm and a reminder than a means of release longing for Ajeng. Because every time he receives a phone call from his family in Indonesia, he only listens to what they want Ajeng to hear without having a chance to say anything other than yes, okay and fine.
Even their visit to Brunei looks more like a formalities visit than a family visit. Because even though they are close and can be reached no more than three hours by plane, they rarely visit. Even if you stop there, it is usually scheduled for no more than two hours and never apart from the supervision of the aides who always surround them anytime and anywhere.
That's why Ajeng always felt alien to his father, mother and two older brothers. And all of a sudden now she was asked to go home to marry a man she did not know just for the sake of her father's politics. Ajeng really wanted to explode. But he had not opened his mouth, his aide had invited him down from the car to check in and boarding.
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The plane that arrived in Jakarta. Two aides who went down with him were immediately greeted by two other aides who wore suits complete with walkie talkie headsets that they always use to communicate with each other.
Ajeng felt that his life journey was coming to an end and that he would not have another chance to live freely again after arriving at his parents' house. Therefore, Ajeng ventured to try his luck.
They were seen talking to each other through walkie talkies then shortly after they had spread at some point around the toilet and one person drove Ajeng to the front of the toilet.
“You are coming in?” sindir Ajeng while pointing towards the female toilet.
And the adjutant who escorted him immediately lowered his head while holding Ajeng's suitcase. Not having much choice, Ajeng was forced to enter just by carrying his tote bag.
After making sure everything was safe in the toilet, Ajeng immediately opened his tote bag, took out sneaker shoes, fake hair as well as a suit of pants and jumpers that he had prepared. He hurried to change his clothes and shoes. He then curled his long hair and wore a blond shoulder-length wig, then wore a hat and sunglasses just like he used to when trying to escape from his guards.
After making sure his appearance changed, Ajeng took the cash he had prepared and put it in a folding cloth bag that he slipped in his tote bag. He then left all his belongings including his cell phone and identity card in the toilet so as not to be easily tracked. He walked casually out of the bathroom past the aides who did not recognize his drastically changed appearance.
After successfully exiting the airport, Ajeng fled with a taxi that took him to the terminal because that was the safest place that came to Ajeng's mind. He believes the terminal will be easier to be used as a fuzzy route for people who do not have an identity card like him than a station or airport.
Realizing that he did not have much time, Ajeng ran towards the inter-provincial bus line and boarded just any bus that left first. He had to get away from the place immediately before his aides managed to chase him.
After riding the bus all night, that morning, Ajeng finally arrived at a small city terminal called Siliwangi. From conversations with several people he met along the way, Ajeng learned that although small, Siliwangi City has many beautiful natural attractions. So Ajeng intends to stop there for a while.
After touring and looking around, he stopped at a restaurant that he said was quite famous in Siliwangi. Although initially hesitant, his hunger made him eat a variety of foods that he had never felt so far. Starting from various traditional snacks such as klepon and bamboo putu, to heavy foods such as rice liwet and vegetable ketupat. Everything is done with passion and passion.
The girl who happened to eat in the same place as Ajeng, almost vomited to see the girl finish all the food presented in front of him alone. He had never seen such a beautiful girl before.
After paying for his food, Ajeng walked out of the restaurant staggering. His stomach almost exploded from the glut. And accidentally, when passing through the seat of Wira, he suddenly just spit out his entrails and hit the sleeves of the Hero's clothes. Sontak Wira and her entourage immediately stood up because they felt shocked and disgusted.
“Sorry...” Ajeng took as many tissues as possible to wipe the clothes of the Hero. He was also confused looking for a tool to clean his vomit that was scattered on the floor. He had never even done such menial work before.
Instead of taking a handkerchief from his bag, Ajeng took out a hundred thousand dollars and gave it to Wira.
“Once again sorry. Consider this compensation for the cost of washing clothes and treating the food you have ordered. Also to clean it” Ajeng pointed to the floor affected by his vomit and then just left the restaurant.
“Basic crazy chick! Watch out if I see you again!” rutuk Wira slammed the money given by Ajeng to the table while passing to the bathroom to clean up.
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