BRIPDA MAHMUD'S 30-DAY GIRLFRIEND

Chapters 10. From Mahmud

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At nine in the morning, Dinda was already busy in front of her computer.

"Kriiing .. kriiing …!" Iphon sound on Dinda's desk.

"Good morning,"

"Morning, Din, prepare a room for guests who will come with Mr. Udin. The guest has four people if not mistaken,"

"Yes, sir, two rooms have been prepared for four."

"Sama told the kitchen mom to prepare lunch for guests yes, Din," said Mr. Hadi.

"Yes sir." Iphon.

Dinda dialed the kitchen number to call Ms. Ratno.

After closing the iphon, Dinda returned to her computer.

Mr. Hadi walked out of his room, walking up to Dinda's doorstep.

"Dinda, resume meeting last done what has not been done? If you have, I'll ask for one, please bring it to my room, okay?"

"Yes, sir. Just print this,"

Dinda immediately opened the resume file and was ready to print as many as the number of participants who participated in the meeting eight days ago. Being delayed due to too much work coming unexpectedly.

Mr. Hadi went back into his room. Signed a bunch of reports that were piling up on his desk.

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At four o'clock in the afternoon. It's time to go home. Some employees are out of the office. Dinda was still sitting in her work chair, she looked lethargic, tired, due to the many jobs she took care of today.

Suddenly, "Kriiing ... kriiing ...," the iphon on his desk rang.

Dinda stuck out her hand lazily to raise the handle of the iphon.

"Hello, good afternoon,"

"Good afternoon, say." said the voice from across.

"Say?" Inner Dinda who is this who calls it 'say' vegetable or say what …?

"Who's this?" Ask Dinda a little.

"Don't be fierce, Sister Dinda,"

Only Dinda could recognize the voice.

"Oh, heheee," Dinda laughed. The voice across from me laughed.

Hearing that voice, Dinda who was lethargic became excited.

"What's up, sir?" Ask Dinda.

"Kangen." The voice of the man from across.

"What the hell? How's kangen?" Dinda answered with a smile. He dared to smile because it was not seen the same concerned. If anyone is concerned, be ashamed. Wanna put this where this face is.

"I'm waiting at the clinic now, come quickly! I brought souvenirs."

"By-by? Really?"

"Yes, come here!" Iphon connection terminated.

Hearing of getting souvenirs, Dinda became the spirit of four five. Who was lethargic and tired, again looked fresh fit. His eyes sparkled like a star in the sky. He walked out of the office humming cheerfully.

Not knowing why, every time he heard the man's voice, made him look on the man's face, and made his heart very happy and flowery. It can even relieve his fatigue. But, when meeting the man, will make it clumsy even dead fleas.

"Mr Dinda!" In front of the clinic, someone who called him was standing there waiting and calling him.

"Pak Mahmud," Mahmud stood waiting for him, Dinda smiled and turned to the clinic.

Mahmud immediately invited Dinda into the clinic, 

"Wait a minute!" Mahmud said, unbuttoning his jacket and taking out a plastic bag from there.

"For you." The plastic bag was extended to Dinda.

Dinda, who walked up to Mahmud, was guided by Mahmud and sat in the chair where Mantri examined the patient.

"Haha... I can walk by myself, you know?" Dinda laughed because she felt funny about Mahmud's behavior towards her.

"Here I go!" Mahmud immediately attached a tensimeter to Dinda's arm.

"Why, anyway?" Dinda protest.

"You look lackluster! Not less blood," 

Momentary silence. Waiting for tensi results.

Then, "one hundred by seventy-six." Mahmud.

"Last one hundred and ten, eighty" said Dinda.

"Aren't you lacking blood?"

"I'm just tired. From yesterday to today there is a lot of work," replied Dinda impressed a little complaining to Mahmud.

"What's this?" Ask Dinda while opening the bag of crackle that Mahmud gave earlier.

The bag is small but heavy.

"Wow, red apple," Dinda was pleased and smiled after opening it.

"Truly for me?" Dinda took one out and bitten it.

"Sir Mahmud" Dinda took another apple and gave it to Mahmud.

"Waw... At what meal?" Mantri Yos and Anu enter from the back door of the clinic.

"Tri, Anu, let's eat an apple!" Dinda showed me the bag she put on the table.

They took one apple each.

"It's fresh, sweet again." Dinda.

"Yes, as sweet as you are." Mahmud approaches Dinda's ear.

"What the hell," Dinda continued to bite the apple in her hand, to remove the clumsiness.

Mahmud's apple is finished.

"For more dong say," Mahmud asked Dinda, as he felt the plastic bag on the table. It's empty.

"This. Share." Dinda put an apple in her hand that some had bitten. 

"Wait on! I borrowed a knife with Mantri!" Dinda stood up from her chair.

"No need!" Mahmud bit the apple.

"That's my ex!" Dinda felt bad and shocked.

"If it's your ex, why? Toxic?" Mahmud continued to eat it. And asked Dinda to sit back down.

Dinda sat back in her chair.

Mahmud, who was sitting in front of him, continued to eat his apples.

"Well, he said to me, but was wiped out," Dinda propped up her chin with both hands on the table, watching Mahmud eat an apple.

"In my room there is still. Later you come take it there, yes," Mahmud looked at Dinda.

Dinda just smiled.

Anu stood in front of the calendar that was on the wall.

"No, it's a young date?"

"Yes, Nu. Not much longer pay." Dinda Sahut.

"It's nice to be paid" Mahmud said

"Commander Mahmud gin is also a payday. Dobel. Aren't you, Ndan?" Sanusi Chirps.

"Yes, but only through doang." Mahmud Sahut.

Dinda and Anu looked at each other, not knowing what Mahmud meant.

"How much, Ndan, the cop's salary?" Ask Anu.

"That's enough for living expenses."

"If Madam Dinda is around how much is her salary?" Ask Mahmoud kepo.

"Same, enough for the cost of living." Dinda copied Mahmud's answer.

"If Mbak Dinda yes including already good, Ndan, if Mbak Dinda is a boy, it is enough to make capital to marry girls people, it is" said Anu.

"Yes, the police salary?"

"If I, win in overtime. That's the difference." Answer Dinda.

"Hemmm, pantesan." Mahmud. Anu laughing.

"Mbak Din, what do you think if we don't love our soul mate? I mean not loving our life partner? We married because we were betrothed?" Mahmud asked with a serious expression.

"Maybe it was at first. But over time because it will grow accustomed to love," replied Dinda.

"If it were me, I would refuse that match. I'll keep the woman I love!" Anu who was still standing near the calendar responded. Mahmud and Dinda turned to Anu.

"Why do you see me? Is something wrong? That's just my opinion, if that's what happened to me. But luckily I didn't experience what you guys were going through" Anu walked towards the long bench, then sat there.