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You brash kid could he fight me beware later I'll make you never feel at home living in my house. Aunt Linda muttered in her fiery heart wanting to get Naomi out of her house.
Naomi had just finished changing her clothes because she did not want the clothes brought to campus to be used also inside the house, because she did not have so many good clothes to wear outside the house.
Naomi walked towards the kitchen because she wanted to have lunch, because her stomach had started to feel rumbling because from the morning only new breakfast slid into central Sumatra.
"Hi Aunty, what is Bi cooking now?" naomi asked one of the servants who worked at Uncle Bimo's house.
"Oh, Miss Naomi, auntie has prepared lunch at Non's dining table, why did Non even enter the kitchen here?" the waiter asked because he saw Naomi who was getting ready to take the plate and was about to eat in the kitchen where the waiters used to eat.
"Hehehe, maybe it's because we're like Aunty, so if Uncle isn't around, then I'll just eat in the kitchen, because if I eat at the dinner table, later there could be a grandmother who is angry. So ... It is better to avoid arguments, is it true aunty?" naomi asked the waiter, taking a plate and filling it with rice and side dishes.
"Not to be entered in the heart yes, Non. Madame Linda is already like that her person, she always humbled us who is just this waitress, but yes how else Non, we need to eat and need money for daily living. If Aunt is used to not hearing insults from Madame Linda."
The waiter told me without removing the smile from her lips and that, made Naomi feel happy because she could feel like she had someone very close to her. What else can that person be a place to complain in the family even if he is just a servant.
"Yeah, we don't want to be bullied, Bi. Although we are servants, but we are human, we both need each other, he needs our energy and we need the money of the rich man. So they should respect us, not only should we respect them."
Naomi taught the maid as if what Aunt Linda was doing was something very wrong when for the maid it was common because she was just a maid in the house.
"Auntie doesn't dare, Non. Later if Bibi fights or denies Mrs Linda, who there will be Bibi lost her job, in Jakarta is looking for a very difficult job Non Naomi. What else is his salary to suit the needs of our lives."
The servant still did not dare to put forward his rights in front of the employer. For him the most important thing is to get money from the results of his labor for one month and he will not heed any insults from the employer.
Suddenly, Aunt Linda came over to those who were chatting.
Prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok.
Aunt Linda clapped her hands cheerfully as she walked towards Naomi and the servant who was telling the story.
"It turns out you know yourself too yes, without me banning and driving you to the dinner table, you've mingled first with our waiter. Indeed, the dining table in this house is only a place of the rich, not a place of the poor like you. You're pretty smart Naomi, so auntie doesn't have to ban you from eating one more table with your aunt husband, and from now on the kitchen is a decent place for your level if you want to fill your stomach so as not to starve to death."
Aunt Linda spoke with a sharp look towards Naomi, but she was leisurely chewing the food that was in front of her with a servant.
Aunt Linda waited for Naomi to answer the spicy words she had just delivered, but unfortunately Naomi kept eating regardless of the presence of Aunt Linda in the kitchen to insult her.
"Sorry Madam, you should not be in the kitchen, the problem in this kitchen is not as clean as in other rooms. Don't get her clothes dirty because she's in the kitchen with us" said a waiter sitting with Naomi.
"How dare you set me up, you forgot your position here? Remember that! You're just a band-a-tu no more and no less, so never once your foul mouth set me up, because I'm the mistress of this house.
Meanwhile, Kenzo is at a fancy restaurant to meet with his clients. They talked about the cooperation that will be done for the future.
It turns out that the person who became a client of Kenzo is Uncle Bimo who is none other than his uncle from Naomi. Uncle Bimo is a marketing manager from one of the large companies in the city of Jakarta engaged in property.
Kenzo deliberately jumped into the property business as an addition to the business he would do, in order to increase the wealth coffers that would be enjoyed by the large family Heriyanto later.
"Good day, Mr. Kenzo. I'm Bimo the company manager of Cakep Property." said Uncle Bima as he held his hand forward to get acquainted with Kenzo.
"Good day, Mr. Bimo. How are you doing? Nice to meet you." replied Kenzo while shaking hands with uncle Bimo.
They ended up getting involved with business talks concerning the cooperation they would form between Heriyanto Group companies and Cakep Properti.
After the agreement was reached, they finally succeeded in doing the cooperation. Uncle Bimo looks happy and very happy because he can work with Kenzo, a president director of the famous Heriyanto Group.
Uncle Bimo thanked Kenzo for cooperating with the company he was representing.
"Well Mr. Kenzo, thank you very much for choosing our company as a place to invest, even though Cakep Property is not a big company." said confused while shaking hands with Kenzo.
"Hopefully our cooperation can generate a profit that is worth the future of our company together." replied Kenzo while shaking hands with Uncle Bimo.
"All right, Mr. Bimo. Excuse me first because there is still business that I have to finish in the office" said Kenzo without a smile at his client.
"Ooh please, Mr. Kenzo," replied Uncle Bimo while bowing his head in a sign of respect.
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