Deepest Wound

Deepest Wound
ARDI'S BROTHER ASKED ME



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Then I opened my helmet while smiling towards the two of them. The coffee that had been shaved Kak Agil,


back out of his mouth.


"Astaghfirullah...! Anita!?" Brother Agil looks shocked staring at me. While Om Wandy just stared with a flat face and back to smoke his cigarette.


"How's boss qu." I greeted Brother Agil and Om Wandy while taking off my gloves.


Brother Agil just clucked while shaking his head.


Not long Brother Laras appeared from the door and no less surprised even to the point of glaring at me.


"Sister, kangen..," I said as I hugged Kak Laras.


"Before, your clothes are dirty like this. Shower first there, just hug," prevent Kak Laras while humming my body.


"What time?" I looked at my clothes which turned out to be traces of mud splashing when passing through the unpaved road. Because only that road can quickly get to the city even though it is not easy.


"What do you do, An.Kok can be this dirty? Don't you be a wild racer, huh?" Omel Kak Laras while looking back and forth at me and my motorcycle.


"Just work as usual, brother. But only with that bike can I get here quickly." I went inside while being accompanied by Kak Laras.


"Emang you are not tired of going back and forth with riding a motorcycle like that?"


"Capek is sure, but it's good enough to train adrenaline."


Instead of taking a shower, I went to the kitchen to smell something delicious there. I saw the expanse of various cakes neatly arranged on the table and there were even some arranged in the corner of the kitchen room but it was neatly packed.


"Wahh, Brother...?"


"Hm'm, this is the first order," replied Kak Laras smiling at me.


"Congratulations, Brother. May it always be flooded with orders."


"Aamiin...."


I was glad that Laras listened to my advice at that time. May their lives be much better.


I went straight to the refrigerator and opened it, perhaps Kak Laras khilaf and placed the cake there. Hehe...


My guess is right, there's my favorite milk pudding and it looks so tempting to the faith. I took a fork and stabbed a piece of the pudding and put it in my mouth.


"Ishh, sloven! Take a shower there!" I hurriedly swallowed the pudding then stabbed another one and ate it. After that I went straight to my room before Brother Laras nagged me.


"Udah in sayin shower first, even ngeloyor nyari eat into the kitchen! Girls, what a slob!" I can still hear Brother Laras' lecture before I go into the room.


Me and Laras are like the earth and the sky. Brother Baras is very feminine and meek. It is clear that she is a very girl. So feminine he can't even ride a bike. Unlike me who has beaten some of my male friends in mountain climbing with a bicycle.


We prayed Maghrib together and then had dinner together.


After eating, as usual we would sit in the living room chatting. I accompanied Rifqy who was playing his cars. I saw Brother Agil looking busy typing on his laptop. Earlier, Kak Laras had told me that Kak Agil was accepted to work at the company where Om Wandy worked. I am grateful that there is still a company that will accept it, after all, only its legs are not able to walk perfectly. But his brain can still be relied on. I've also heard that Kak Agil used to be the best graduate student on campus.


"An...."


"Yes, Brother?"


"A few days ago Ardi came here."


"What if you don't want to see you?"


"Then, what did you say?"


"Yes, my brother said that you are not there and have not been home for a long time. He also asked for your workplace address."


"Did my brother tell you?" I who was initially indifferent looked directly at Brother Laras who was sitting next to me.


"No. Because you never know your place of work. Brother Agil is also the same, so we have no reason to lie because you never know your address" explained Kak Laras.


"Well, Om Wandy knows where I work. I hope Om Wandy can keep his mouth shut about it." I who was almost healed now began to feel frustrated again.


"But he asked for your new phone number, it's lucky that Brother didn't save it. Because my own brother doesn't know that you've changed numbers."


I did change my number after I found out that Ardi's sister was married.


"Although I gave my number to Brother, it's free. There is a hard signal," I said while holding Rifqy who looks very active. I was anxious to see her behavior that could not be silent from earlier. To be able to hug her I had to chase after her first.


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After lunch break I called Mr. Erik into his room. I knocked on the door and entered as soon as I heard Mr. Erik's voice inviting me.


"What's the matter, sir?" I asked after occupying the chair in front of Mr. Erik's desk.


Long-term Mr. Erik explained his point. And the point is this time he wants me to help open a private plantation on his estate. Of course with a pretty tempting salary. I could have done it even if I had to sacrifice my weekend. Actually he could have asked for help from others, but he was used to wearing my body for this kind of business. And he has also looked at my work profession.


At night I thought about Mr. Erik's offer. That afternoon I did not agree and also did not refuse. Because I actually also intend to have a plantation on the land given by the late father. If I help Mr. Erik that means I have to postpone my intention and focus on helping Mr. Erik first.


That morning I was in the office and no one else came. I can't wait to talk to Mr. Erik about his offer yesterday. One by one my other colleagues came. I can't wait for Mr. Erik to arrive.


It's 9 but Mr. Erik hasn't come yet. I finally went to see his assistant at the office and asked where Mr. Erik was.


"I'm sorry, Mr. Erik is not well. So today he can't get to work. Is there anything I can help you with?"


"Oh so. Well, thank you I just wanted to ask. May he heal soon." Then I'll excuse you from Mr. Erik's assistant room.


"Huhhhh! Not only in the answer to the help problem yesterday, it is already sick. What if I reject her love!?" Narrator. My silly thoughts are back.


...Tbc...


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