
"Yes, sir how much I will pay, I said to Pak Angga. However, suddenly Pak Bangga touched my forehead.
''I don't ask for money. I've got plenty, Zah. More than your money," Mr. Angga paused his conversation while looking at me I became agitated What he really wanted.
Why are you pale, Zah. Pain ...? ask again and I shake
"My company had lunch and took me to the airport to accept it or not" Mr. Angga said.
I breathed a sigh of relief with a smile and said, That's all, sir. Thank goodness, I said with a smile.
Pak Angga looked at me while narrowing his eyes. "What do you think Za is?"
"No, Sir. Not counting anything, sorry," I said with a chuckle.
"Don't you think I'm asking for it" he asked me
I swallowed my salivary again it felt like my throat was itchy and dry like skinned, Mr. Angga knows where my mind is going. "No sir, my mind is clean, sir. Not dirty, actually I do not have such prejudice to the Father," I said increasingly nervous and foggy, afraid that Mr. Angga would not give me guidance thesis again.
"What's clean, Zah from yesterday you've been prejudiced to me, have you told me which concept?" said Angga and pointed the laptop at me I typed my script concept and then turned my laptop back towards Pak Angga.
The man began to focus on the concept of my script with seriousness he gave an explanation of what I should revise and what I should add there, so that it did not sound like Adhan dhuhur reverberated, Mr. Angga told me to pray in the guest room that he had provided.
When I finished I went back to the living room, there were already two lunch boxes in front of our respective seats.
I sat on the sofa waiting for Mr. Angga to come out of his room, before long the man came out and walked into the living room and sat down in his chair and opened his food box saying, "Eat, Zah! Let your brain is not oon, you are not hungry just your brain is not functioning let alone you are hungry! sarcasm to me.
"From this morning my stomach is empty sir, my brain is also empty so be advised if I am a bit oon today," I said a little tart
"Why not say from earlier that you are hungry let me buy breakfast, it's hard to talk to people who have empty stomachs, understand you!" said Mr. Angga with an illegible look.
"Yes sir I understand sorry" I told him.
"Don't keep saying sorry, talk me it's like this, don't you enter the heart, it's a sign that I'm paying attention to you, smart people only if the stomach is empty so no pinter, understand you! It's not your contemptible intention that you oon," said as he continued to bribe his food.
"Yes sir I know I oon, do not repeat it and do not be reminded! Sad I will be," I said while putting on a face of compassion, Pak Angga laughed and continued to eat.
"Yes Sir I still remember" I said
"Write Zah!" command me.
''I'm sorry sir, I don't have a notebook and a bullet" I said, chuckling.
"So you're here it's just carrying a laptop and yourself so?" he shook his head and got up from his seat and went to his room, before long Mr. Angga returned with some HVS paper and a pen.
"Remember it here! Do not forget what I explained, and do not be confused with other points! Know you Zah!'' mr. Angga.
I was late with the explanations given by Mr. Angga did not feel the time has shown at 02.00 noon Pak Angga also closed his guidance session and stood up while saying wait for me to change clothes first after that if you are hungry we stop by the restaurant said Mr. Angga.
"No need sir I'm not hungry yet" I said.
"Okay, wait here yeah," he said then walked towards his room.
I immediately put in my laptop and the note that Mr. Prangga gave me with a little restless I was waiting for Mr. Angga.
Shortly afterwards Pak Angga came out with a formal dress that made himself more handsome I was a little fixated on looking at him. "Well let's go out here alone?'' ask me
''No sir, I have my own home, I said, hiding my shame for secretly admiring it.
Mr. Angga laughed at my answer waiting for me to come out ahead of him, he came out while locking the door and gallantly walked with my steps to the elevator,
We got to the ground floor the door opened and we went inside to the parking area. "Just use my car, sir, I said to Mr. Angga then he asked for the key and immediately entered and sat behind the wheel, I was sitting next to him.
Pak Angga was running my car at the speed of leaving his apartment to the airport, on the way we also talked with many things, so it did not feel we were already in the airport parking area. I drove Mr. Angga to the departure terminal.
After I made sure that Mr. Angga had passed the examination room, I returned to the parking area to my car, accidentally netraku caught a body figure similar to Papi, walking out of the airport with his little family, his wife and 15-year-old daughter, I was curious to make sure, by pretending to run over the woman, she fell.
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