BETTING

TRAP

A beautiful woman opens the door to the room as Celine arrives on the fifth floor of the office building. "This must be his secretary." He guessed it like that. There was a hint of inferiority greeting his heart when he saw the appearance of the woman. The female uniform was expensive, whereas the one she was wearing was just ordinary clothes.

The woman looked classy with some jewelry attached to her body. It smells good and its body is sexy. Her tongue moved to pick up something inside the bag. Spray a little perfume around your chest and arms. At least, even though his appearance was ordinary, he still smelled fragrant when he met Bhishma.

"Please come in, Mba. Mr. The bisma is waiting inside."

Daydream stopped. He quickly put the cheap perfume bottle into the bag. I remember the first meeting with the man. Hope it works this time. Bhishma was willing to give him a chance. Come, Celine. Trying, yeah!

Look at the room carefully. Large, large, and luxurious. This one room is as big as the orphanage in the club. There was a sofa, a long table with many chairs. The air is cool because the AC is on non-stop.

"If the children could live in a comfortable place, as comfortable as this room. They'll be so happy." That's how his imagination says.

"Hey. How are you?" Bhishma extended a hand. I miss you.

Celine turned her head to look at a man walking over, a figure she had known all those years ago. In his hand was a lap. Looks like he just finished washing his hands.

The girl took a deep breath. Hand trembling. Nervous when dealing with someone who has an important position in this office.

"Well," he answered stiffly. So long time no see, Bhishma is still as handsome as ever. Even more charming now. Money can change the way people look, and change their nature.

"Sit down." He pointed at the sofa. "Want coffee or tea?" Then offer a drink.

"Bisma, I'm here to ..."

"Hey. Just relax, don't rush. Let's have a drink first. Stories. Haven't seen you in a long time." Her smile looks so sweet. Celine's heart was pounding to the point of seeing it.

"Then the tea is warm. Wanna?" Bisma stood up to her desk. Dial some numbers.

The girl nodded.

"Patricia, please call the pantry. Bring me two warm teas in my room. Don't forget the snack." He hung up the phone, then walked back to the sofa. Sit next to Celine.

Before long, someone came in with snacks and drinks.

"Let's have a drink."

Celine's hand moved to take the cup in front of her. Real nice. The tea is good, the cake is great. He remembered the children. If they could taste this food, they would be happy. There is a sense of sadness in him.

"Well, how are you?"

"That's fine, brother."

"You're getting pretty, huh?" Goda. Bhishma's eyes glanced from top to bottom. The smile on the foreskin fell on his lips. As a man, seeing such a beautiful scene must have pleased his heart.

Celine smiled when she heard the man's words. All women love to be said to be beautiful. Uh, but she's real pretty.

"Thank you." Face blushing. Embarrassed. Bowing for a long time, upon seeing the man staring at her intensely. Men's eyes are horrible. Behind it are all kinds of desires that we do not know.

"OKAY. You have anything to say?"

"On the orphanage I run." Be very careful when he speaks, afraid of offending. This man is the ruler, Celine must be polite when speaking.

"It's not clear on the deal, is it?"

"Yes. But, is there no extension of time to borrow using the building. If it's only two months, I don't think I can." He tried to explain slowly.

"All we can talk about, Celine. With a cold head. Don't get angry or slam the phone." Bisma.

"Sorry, Brother. I'm panicking. Extension period of one month. I haven't seen his replacement house. Nothing's matching yet." Nothing matches the price yet. He only has half of the rent they ask for per year. "Sister is difficult to contact. I called many times, but I wasn't picked up. It was coming here yesterday."

Ha ... Ha ... Ha ...

Bisma laughed hearing that. That girl is funny. Very plain, and he .. like it.

"Sorry, I'm busy. More work. This project should be completed soon. I have asked investors many times." He shrugged his shoulders.

"I knew. My brother is a big company manager. It's natural to be busy. Different from me who just ..."

"I came here to ask you a favor, brother. Can you add extra time? Let me find a replacement house first. After that we're out of there."

"How long?" He's weighing.

"Maybe two or three months." The girl gave me an option.

"Too long. The project should be underway this month. If it's like this, then I'm gonna have to re-lobby the investors." Bisma tried to explain. Give understanding.

"I beg you to give us time. We can't possibly move in that fast time." His eyes were glazed over, unable to imagine if until the children were driven away. Wanna live where they are? Renting another house does not have any costs.

"Investors have been waiting a long time. The place was chosen because it was very strategic. The land is vast, the surrounding settlements are ready to be emptied. I'm still giving you time, it's just you." He went back to explaining. There are exceptions if Celine wants to be her lover, for example. An evil laugh resounded in the chest.

"Is there no alternative?" Still trying to negotiate. His head ached these few days thinking about everything. If he himself there would be no problem. He can live anywhere, can also ride the Siska kos-an. But kids, where does he want to take him?

"alright. I'm giving you another month's grace. After that sorry. I didn't mean to throw out. You need to vacate that place immediately." Bisma said firmly. Stare sharply. Celine took a breath many times. Trying to calm his heart that had been pounding so hard.

"Look, Brother. I ..." His tongue feels ugly. How could he say it?

"Why?" The man sat closer. Celine felt uneasy because of their increasing distance. Moreover, the body language of Bhishma shows an intimate attitude.

I want to hug you, baby.

"I don't have any money to rent anywhere else" he said honestly. Staring at that handsome face with a slightly frightened expression.

I've guessed. This is a good opportunity, murmured Bhishma. "Really?" He pretended to ask. Since then he had only watched Celine speak. Her eyes focused on that beautiful face, not on what she was talking about.

"For heavy daily operations. All this time Abah who has a home is good with us. He's giving me a rental, half the price from somewhere else." He began to tell me everything. Hope that the bisma will understand. Even if not, he can only leave.

Got hit! Bisma smiled inwardly.

"I don't know, I'm just a mini-market employee. How much do I pay a month" Celine said. She was ashamed to say it.

"Why didn't you let go?" The man tried to give me another option. Celine had no obligation to take care of them all. Let the kids go back to the streets.

"Let them be bums again? I can't, Brother." A little emotional. He always gets carried away when talking about all things related to children.

"You can move them to another orphanage. Or find a foster parent, for example."

"Ga is that easy, brother. Many homes are the same fate as ours. This foster home is no different from the others. I'll catch them all right, can't track adoptive parents' data. I don't want kids to be victims of trafficking."

"You are young. Ngapain ngabisin time ngurusin things like that."

"Because I know what it's like to have no parents. Don't want them to be the same fate." His face was half pleading.

Come on, bisma, give them a chance. Are you the heart?

Bisma sighed. This girl is unyielding. From the beginning it was the same, not much changed. Only her physique is getting more charming as she gets older.

"Gini aja's. For now, I can't decide. I can only add a little extra time. Well, one more month, maybe. We can talk back later."

"OKAY. If so, excuse me, brother. It was a work permit. Thanks for the help." The girl reached out her hand. Bisma greeted him with joy. Even holding it back when Celine wanted to pull back.

"Be careful. If there's anything I can help you with, just call. If I'm not busy I respond, I'm." The man blinked his eyes.

Celine nodded, then walked out of the room.

Bisma's back at her desk. Take the phone and call someone.

"Pat, call the pantry. Ask to prepare the snake for thirty people. Give it to Mother Celine who just came out of my room earlier. You hold him in the lobby waiting for his snack to be ready."

Click!

Phone disconnected. The man folded his hands on his chest. Put his body on the chair. A sweet smile on her lips.