
"Helicopter who wants to take us to Merangin already stand by in Jambi?" bimasena asked her secretary who was sitting at the side somewhat back.
"Already sir," replied his secretary while nodding.
He, along with three of his staff and a secretary, were in a Lounge at Soekarno Hatta Airport, waiting for a flight to Jambi.
They will review the Merangin Block in order to accelerate the transition of the Merangin Block to FreddCo Energy.
"Later when all the transition process is complete, we prepare as soon as possible the drilling of two wells for the development of the Merangin Block. The two wells can produce 750 barrels per day" Bimasena told his staff.
"I heard information from the Deputy Operations of SKK Migas, there are 100 oil and gas platforms built under cooperation contracts before 1994 off the coast, which are not operational. There are still some platforms that will not be closed permanently because they still have potential resources under the sea. So if FreddCo Energy can get involved on one of the platforms, we can save on investment costs." Bimasena again.
He was still about to speak, but his pair of eyes suddenly caught a man with a woman who caught his attention.
His eyes were fixed on the two people who had just entered the Lounge. There was nothing special that the two men showed. Nor does it show any special characteristics when they are lovers.
But Bimasena knows the figure of the man, who apparently was a friend of his high school first. Tristani. With a woman he doesn't know.
Before deciding to stand up and greet Tristan, for a moment he observed the interaction of the two people. That woman looks normal on Tristan. But Tristan's gaze, manner of speaking and attitude towards the woman, clearly showed admiration and interest in the figure in front of him.
Falling in love or simply being amazed is very similar. Bimasena can confirm that Tristan is interested in the woman. However, he is not sure if Tristan is in love. Because love is a deeper, stronger, full of acceptance and great feeling. And only Tristan knows what her heart is.
It is not the nature of Bimasena that is ignorant of the affairs of others. But why is Tristan's curiosity so great?.
Yeah, he already knows why, because it's so related to someone.
"Awhile, I said hello to my friend first" Bimasena told his staff, then he stood up to Tristan.
He patted Tristan on the shoulder who did not care at all about the circumstances, so much so that he pulled the figure in front of him. So Tristan was completely unaware that there was a Bimasena sitting not far from his desk.
"Bro!," said Bimasena, then reached out to Tristan.
Tristan turned his head towards him, and was very surprised to see Bimasena.
"Eh Bima," then Tristan shook Bimasena's hand. "Where are you going, Bro?"
"Jambi, you?" bimasena asked, then she turned to look at the woman in front of Tristan, nodding and smiling who was also replied with a nod and a smile from the woman.
"Sama, to Jambi too. Recognize, this is my office mate, Hakimah," Tristan exclaimed.
Bimasena shook the hand of the woman named Hakimah, then he sat down on the chair without being invited.
Perhaps his presence at the table was undesirable to Tristan, but his great curiosity made him disregard Tristan.
The three of them were also involved in conversation. Tristan's young girl friend is an exciting and communicative woman, so no rigidity is created.
While communicating with the two, Bimasena was able to draw conclusions.
Hakimah is not as beautiful as Nadia, but it is included in the criteria of intelligent women who are the criteria of a good Wife candidate, which Tristan once echoed to her during an event at the house of Angga.
Indirectly at Angga's house, Tristan was actually praising, or telling Hakimah to her without mentioning her name.
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It had been five days since Bimasena came to his salon, as long as there had been no news of the man.
Why did he expect to hear from Bimasena?
Nadia hit her head which in recent days is having trouble.
It is undeniable, since the arrival of Bimasena in his salon, he always turned his head towards the waiting room, thinking Bimasena would return to sit on the sofa.
Or every phone call or incoming message on his phone, he thinks it's from Bimasena. But it's not.
From that day on, Bimasena never came or contacted him again.
Do you expect to be visited again?
It's so shameful to say it. He was even ashamed of himself. But the heart cannot lie.
Yes, he hoped Bimasena would come back, or at least contact him.
She really is a sinful woman. Already have a husband still thinking of another man.
She is also a shameless woman. Expecting Bimasena? Who is he? dare to hope Bimasena.
What can he be proud of? Of beauty? With ease men in the class of Bimasena can get a woman more beautiful than him out there. Of course beautiful women who are highly educated and have a good job.
Not a woman like her, a failed model, high school graduation and only has a spare change salon for the lower middle economic class. Salon for people who want to care for beauty but have financial limitations.
He immediately went into the bathroom flushing his head with water. Hoping that after he had done that his head would not be preoccupied with the shadow of Bimasena.
But his fingers betrayed him. The finger sent a Whats App message to Mithalia, with the aim of investigating Bimasena.
He did not have the guts to call or send a direct message to Bimasena.
Nadias:
Mit, so yeah your show this week?
Mithalia:
The show was created only because of Bimasena. But from Mithalia's message, it seems that her relationship is already familiar with Bimasena. Or maybe......?
How, why should he be less happy if Bimasena has his own familiarity with Mithalia?
Fuck bodddooooh
Nadias:
Where is Bimasena?
Mithalia:
Jambi. I've been chatting, asking where he is now. But my chat he hasn't responded yet.
The jambi? Tristan to Jambi, Bimasena to Jambi as well.
Nadias:
How is your relationship developing? Have you ever walked together?
For some reason he was pounding waiting for Mithalia to reply to her question.
Mithalia:
Ih Nadia's...Bimasena is a man who is hard to conquer. Very busy. Don't meet him. Talking on the phone is hard. The message was answered, but for a long time. It was hard for Nadia. Unlike most men π
Nadias:
So you've never met Bimasena other than at our reunion?
Mithalia:
Belooom πππ
Nadias:
Patience say πππ
Now he has also turned into an evil friend, having fun on the suffering of his own friend, who has received little response from Bimasena.
Complete already, a sinful wife, a shameless woman and an evil friend.
And sleep is the best solution to rest his erroneous head that keeps making mistakes beyond the limits of tolerance. Sleep until morning.
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This Saturday Nadia chose to stay at home, and take a break from her salon activities. This morning he scheduled to clean the bathroom and rearrange the garden in his yard.
He does not have a Household Assistant so everything must be done alone. The part of the house he occupied was also quite small, only 72 M2 with three bedrooms and a bathroom. For the kitchen and home hygiene he can handle all. Just her clothes and her husband's clothes, she used Loundry's services.
Nadia changed her clothes with a pretty shabby casual T-shirt and her oldest knee-length pants, before she got into action in the bathroom. Why also he had to dress up to carry out the task of being a babu. His hair was cepol high up, then he used a bandana, complementing his baboon-style makeup.
Nadia started cleaning the toilet, soapy scraps, picking up the rest of the dirt in the drains. He then brushed the bathroom floor and wiped the walls. After the bathroom looks new back, with a shirt that is half wet by the bathroom water, mixed with sweat has not been bathing he moved to the front garden of his house.
The garden measures only 3x3 meters, planted with grass, a bonsai tree and several flower pots that adorn the terrace of the house without a fence.
He and Tristan lived in a housing, so all the housing units were similar, even the paint color was the same, and did not have a fence.
Before he cut the grass, he first re-fertilize the soil of his plants in the pot, so that the plant thrives. He then fertilized and watered all the plants of his collection.
Wiping the sweat on the face with the dirty hands used to hold the ground, making the ground also stick to his face. Not only his face, clothes and pants were full of traces of land.
Foolish, he took a shower for a minute. After all, no Tristan would insult him with such a look. Now he was free to do anything in his home, without worrying about the insinuations of Tristan.
Nadia smiled with satisfaction after she finished with her entire plant. Now it's time he mowed the grass that began to grow unevenly so that it is less neat to look at.
He picked up the grass clippers and started mowing the grass. But the corner of his eye caught a vehicle moving slowly and stopped right in front of his park. The place where he mowed grass with a dirty face and dirty old clothes.
He looked at the parked vehicle right in front of him.
His hand stopped cutting the grass.
His heart immediately sagged into the stomach.
Oh no, not now!
The timing is not right.
I don't want it now.
Not want!
Can anyone help Nadia how to disappear?