Contest to be Wife of the President

CH-12 Meet Again

A few days later…

Almost every rainy day because it has entered the rainy season, Earlangga is no longer haunted by nightmares, he has begun to live his days as usual.

 Josh and Nick are back in London. Now Earlangga has begun to be given the responsibility of taking care of the company after the transfer of several companies that are his inheritance. While Sean takes care of several companies that exist abroad.

“You will start working today?” sean asked Earl. They're at the dinner table this morning, where they can gather early in the morning before

activites.

“Yes father,” replied Earlangga.

“Daddy these few days will be to Paris with your mother as well as your grandmother, you are well at home,” Sean said.

“Ke Paris? Are you going on another honeymoon?” earlangga asked, making her parents laugh.

“No dear despite the memories in Paris, I want to work there,” replied Sean in between his laughter, while looking at his wife who also turned to him.

“But another honeymoon is also okay, isn't it dear?” ask Sean.

“We are not newlyweds, not honeymoon anymore,” Lorena replied, leaning her body towards Sean and immediately kissed her husband.

“There is no harm in you honeymoon again, maybe you can have another child, have one child is less,” said Mrs.Grace.

“But we haven't had enough children in decades, it's impossible to have any more,” Sean said.

“Maybe later we will get a grandson if Earlangga is married,” said Lorena.

“I have not thought of getting married,” said Earlangga while eating his food.

“Remember the message of grandma, find a matching girl, no girl will reject you,” said Ms.Grace.

“But the important number one is a good girl, love you too, about the status of the position number so,” said Lorena.

“You are wrong, precisely the status and position number 1, that is what Earlangga must pay attention to. Don't date a girl carelessly, you have to choose the best,” cut Ny.Grace, stared intently at Lorena, she always had a different view with her daughter-in-law.

“But when it comes to money and status we no longer need it, Mom, we have more than enough to have it all, the important thing is to let Earlangga find his true love, marry the girl he loves,” says Lorena.

“You have always denied, I want the best for Earlangga. Poor people will only memorize money, unlike rich girls, he is used to having wealth from his parents, when you do not understand also,” said Ms.Grace.

Lorena had to be quiet, the suusana back in silence, every Ny.Grace who made the decision, she did not want anyone to dispute it, her originality was always considered right.

“Already, Earlangga also still have a lot to learn to run the company, about the girl later he talked about,” said Sean, he did not want any commotion in the morning today.

Lorena looked at Earlanga, touching her son's hand.

“May you find the girl you love dear, I want you to always be happy,” Lorena said.

“Thanks Mom,” replied Earlangga while holding his mother's hand.

“I love mom,” she said, her mom just smiled. Mrs. Grace pouted, while Sean looked at his son also smiling.

“Alright, I'm leaving now,” said Earlangga, ending his breakfast and moving on.

“If there's anything you can ask for Mr. Ardi's batunan,” said Mrs.Grace.

“Good Nek,” replied Earlangga.

Earlangga approached his grandmother, kissed her on the cheek, then kissed her mother's cheek Loeena replied by kissing her head and lastly kissed her father's cheek, Sean just patted her on the shoulder.

“I'm leaving!” said Earlangga, while coming out of the room.

“Be careful dear!” exclaiming Lorena.

“Iya Ma!” Earlangga.

Earlangga run his car out of the gate, but when it will turn older, just approach him hit a motor that turns to the left, he also brake his car quickly and immediately honk loudly, he said, the window glass opened.

“Hei! Don't you have eyes?” maki Earlangga, he was surprised because the bike arrived just in front of him, how about hitting him? He also tilted his head.

“Sorry Sir, I was just parking!” replied the biker, turning to Earlangga. Their views met, after almost a week or so they did not meet.

“Heh, you're the grabfood, right?” asked Earlangga, it turned out that he was going to hit Valerie, who had just come out of Bu Asni's house.

“Not Sir, I am the delivery officer Resto Samin,” replied Valerie.

“Ah is the same, you haven't returned my shirt?” asked Earlangga, he suddenly remembered that Valerie would wash her clothes that had been spilled by food.

“Sorry sir, the clothes are not dry, every rainy day, I will take you to the office,” said Valerie.

“For so long, it has been more than a week, lest you sell his clothes,” accuse Earlangga.

“Create what sell used clothes,” grouse Valerie.

“Just give it back quickly, I don't want my clothes on you,” complained Earlangga.

“Iya Sir, I will deliver all deliveries,” Valerie replied.

“Huh, rich people are arrogant very, if I am the one who talks he does not look at the slightest but if he who wants to talk arbitrarily to people,” grumbled Valerie, while turning his motorbike.

After that Valerie runs her bike to the Resto which is open at 10 noon. Today she is not in college, because the exam is over, just to raise money to pay the debt to Nella by being paid off with her salary.

“You helped send a food box to Kasih Bunda orphanage, there is a company that made a sentunan event there,” said Mr. Dimas, Manager at Samin Resto.

“Good Sir,” replied Valerie.

Valerie also joined her co-workers to the Orphanage of Kasih Bunda pay food box with her motorbike because the location of the home was not too far from the Samin Resto.

Arriving there is a tent –tenda installed in front of the Panti as well as guest chairs that have been filled by invited guests and also the children of the home, the event is underway and soon it's time for lunch.

“You helped share the food, we are less people,” said Willy, the head of his entourage.

“Good sir,” Valerie replied, Willy was called Sir when he was only a few years older than her, Because of his position as event coordinator so all called him Father.

Valeriepun joined other works preparing a lunch distribution for the orphanage children and invited guests.

“You save these boxes for the tables in front, for special guests. There is one box that is most special because the contents are different, for the Father in the dark blue suit,”, said Mr. Willy, while showing a box that is different from the others then to someone who is sitting on his back who is talking to someone like the owner of the parlour.

Valerie turned to the direction pointed by Mr. Wiilly, seeing the back of the man's head there was a sense of suddenly appearing, at a glance the back of the man said to the man who was lying face down on the bed. But soon the shadow was removed. He has tried to clench, let go of what has happened to him and start a new life with a new spirit.

“You're daydreaming instead, let's hurry!” reprimand Mr. Willy.

“Good Sir,” replied Valerie.

Valerie turned to the tables in front of the rows of chairs. The children of the home had already run over and lined up to pick up their food.

Valerie brought several boxes of food to the front desk.

“Please!” valerie said, keeping a box in front of a guest.

“Please!” he said again every time he kept the box.

“Thank you,” replied the owner of the parlor who was talking to someone, Valerie only saw her shiny black shoes on her legs that supported her other legs.

Valerie read the last box that turned out to have her name, Earlangga. His name is like that President? He also turned to look at the man in the suit, along with the man's eyes turned his head.

“You?” asked Earlngga surprised not to expect to meet the grabfood girl.

“This pack...” Valerie read the box that has her name.

“This is for Mr. Earlangga,” Valerie said.

“Iya, I was, save there,” replied Earlangga then spoke again with the owner of the parlor regardless of his whereabouts. It's predictable Valerie must be the man's attitude will be indifferent to others.

Valerie kept the box on the table.

“Pak Earlangga, I will take the receipt first, awaited for a while,” said the owner of the Panti while moving and nod by Earlangga.

Earlangga was now staring at Valerie who was about to leave.

“Wait!” the thrill made Valerie look over.

“What's up?” ask Valerie.

“Where's my shirt? Just give it here! You don't need to go to the office!” Earlangga.

“There sir,” replied Valerie her hand pointing towards the parking lot.

“Come we take. I am very busy in a moment to leave,” said Earlangga, while getting up from his seat, Valerie finally walked towards the parking lot followed by Earlangga.

“Why are your steps so slow, like a turtle, I follow you until my feet ache!” lamented Earlangga, because he thought Valerie was walking very slowly.

“My feet will be short, sir,” replied Valerie, while pouting, this is her Innate grumbling only.

“Hey hey where are you going?” ask Earlangga.

“Ke motorku, sir,” replied Valerie, they also arrived at Valerie's delivery motor.

“Where's my shirt?” ask Earlangga.

Valerie opened the trunk of her motorbike and took out a package. Earlangga was surprised to see the package that was put in the trunk of the motorbike.

“What are you doing with my shirt? You fold the small fold and put in the trunk of the motor?”

earlangga asked, looking at Valerie.

“Iya Sir, because it is now the rainy season, it will be rained if I take it with me,” replied Valerie.

“You even ruined my shirt!” lamented Earlangga and immediately face sour, seeing the package that became small.

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