DRIBBLE

MASTER TREASURE

Day 8 of Aryo's death, in the morning around 8.25 pm Karmila wib was again busy watering his herbal plants or rather Karmila busied himself because it was saturated already a week did not do his routine activities. His crazy body only wrapped in a red tengtop dress limited to the knee so visible contrast to accentuate the typical white skin of Sundanese who anyone who looked at it would feel at home. Karmila stood on the Japanese grass while holding a hose in her hand focused on directing the water spray to the plants.

Karmila seemed to enjoy the activity that felt long abandoned while humming a little. A faint sound of melodious singing tones came out of his lips accompanying the water he sprayed from a hose directed at the herbal plants in front of him, whether what song he was singing. Occasionally the water sprayed from the hose reflects a splash to wet the dress a thin speck.

After seven days of Aryo's death, Karmila's mood seems to have been stronger to accept the bitter reality. Now no longer crying each time she woke up unlike the days of the previous seven days, she felt as if she was going to live life alone bearing the burden of her guilt on her late husband. However, he should not continue to drag on in the grief of nestapa, there is still a long journey of his life if according to his age which is currently 37 years.

Thiins...

Thiins...

The sound of car horns coming from the front of the gate of the house surprised Karmila a little. Spontaneously he turned his head to sharpen his gaze to look at a black car that stopped facing the house behind the gate. Karmila immediately put down the water hose and ran to the tap to turn it off and then stepped into the gate to open it. After the gate was opened wide, a head peeked out from the right car window.

"Oh sorry, punten ma'am Mila. Until Ms. Mila herself opened it," said one man and then sat back behind the wheel.

Shortly thereafter the black Toyota Rush car moved into the yard of Karmila home and stopped and turned off the car engine. A 50-year-old man in perlente clothes, complete with a gray tie, shiny black shoes, carrying a leather bag in his hand. The man walked up to Karmila, who was still standing, close to the gate.

"Good morning Mila," said the man glanced for a moment and lowered his head.

"Yes morning, sorry who is it? Is it my husband's partner?" Karmila asked who did not recognize the man.

"Oh sorry we haven't met before, I'd like to introduce you to my name Adrian. I'm his lawyer Mr. Aryo ma'am" said a man named Adrian extending his hand.

"I'm Karmila, sir." Karmila's reply received Adrian's handshake.

Adrian looked awkwardly at Karmila lingering and then lowered his head again. Every time he looked at her every time it went up and down and gulped until he tried to turn his eyes the other way.

"O yes, let's go in Mr. Adrian." said Karmila break the awkwardness of the atmosphere.

Karmila stepped in front of Ardian towards the house. Adrian repeatedly swallowed his saliva looking from behind the steps of the gemulai Karmila but occasionally he tried to shift his gaze to the right side to see the various plants that were in the watering Karmila. Adrian tried his hardest to be professional to suppress the feeling as a normal man saw the beautiful scenery in front of his eyes so close. Especially considering the status of the widow who is now carried by Karmila, her brain grew tingled mischievously.

"Please sit down sir, I... What would you like to drink, sir, coffee, milk, tea...?" fresh Karmila.

"Coffee, ma'am" answered Adrian and sat down in a long chair.

Actually in his heart to answer the milk is just not good to say it with consideration to see the clothes of Karmila who is a little open fearing he was offended or maybe could be angry.

"I stay for a while take a drink, sir." said Karmila then passed from the living room.

Again the Lawyer's eyes reflexively turned towards Karmila as he turned his body running and lost behind the middle room partition wall. Adrian could only take a deep breath that he had been holding.

Karmila did not go straight to the kitchen but rather he went into his room first to change clothes. It turns out he found out that his guests often steal glances to see him.

"His eyes are fine, too, man!" Karmila murmur while wearing a foot long negligee combined with a top wearing a sweater, then step into the kitchen to make a drink.

After a while, Karmila returned to the living room with a cup of coffee. Adrian who seemed busy covering the file slightly thick on the guest table immediately stopped him and smiled to see the appearance of Karmila.

"Please drink sir," said Karmila then took a sitting position opposite Adrian.

"Muhun, thank you ma'am." said Adrian immediately took a cup of coffee and sipped it for a while and then put it back to its original place.

Karmila noticed some bends of files lying on the table. He still did not know what purpose the lawyer came to see him early in the morning.

"Look, ma'am, sorry before where is the mother's son named Guntur?" lawyer Adrian asked, turning his eyes to the living room.

"Thunder happened to have gone to college sir, what's wrong?" karmila is full of question marks.

"What time does he come home? You have to have a mother's son before I explain it" Ardian said.

"I'll call Thunder first sir" said Karmila.

"Muhun, mango.." said Adrian.

Karmila then left Adrian to pick up his hape lying on the sideboard of the middle room. Karmila immediately looked for Thunder's contact number in his hape and a moment later came the continuous tone of the Karmila's hape.

"Hello Gun, you're still on campus?" karmila asked Guntur after her phone call was picked up from across the street.

"So soon sir is on the road he said," said Karmila while sitting in his original place.

"Okay, while waiting for Thunder I explained a little about the purpose and purpose of coming here, ma'am. I as his lawyer Mr. Aryo delivered a will from the late father Aryo who had been mandated far away the previous day. This mandate is the late Mr. Aryo is related to all the assets of the company and his wealth" explained Adrian.

Karmila seemed stunned, all this time she was completely unthinkable for her husband's wealth assets. His mind dissolved filled with thoughtful questions about what assets Aryo had left behind.

"Assalamualaikum.." said someone at the door.

"Waalaikumsalam, ah that's the thunder sir" said Karmila.

Thunder entered with Kunto and immediately introduced himself to Adrian while experiencing and then sat beside his mother. While Kunto rushed to leave the living room because according to his felling it was the business of the Thunder family.

"What's up, sir?" tanya Thunder, then opened his jacket.

"Begin guntur, Mila ma'am. I introduce myself again because Guntur mas do not know yes, once again I his lawyer late Mr. Aryo. I came here to convey the mandate of Mr. Aryo, he entrusted a will long before he died related to the assets of wealth belonging to Mr. Aryo," explained Adrian, said, then shift the bundle of files that accumulate on top of the mesja.

Thunder's face looked astonished, he did not expect at all to not even cross his mind thinking about the treasure of his papa relics. Because all this time papah and mamahnya never tell the work of his papah, which he knows his papa has a contractor company even though he set foot in his papa office.

"This file of important papers includes company deeds, buildings, land. But before I hand over all this, I will read the will of the late Mr. Aryo yes," said Adrian.

The thunder and mamahnya could not cover his surprise to hear the treasures of Aryo so much. The two looked at each other in amazement and did not deny that their feelings flowered.

"Both Guntur mas and Mila ma'am I read the will from Mr. Aryo yes," said Adrian.

I am signed below :

Name: Aryo Satriaji

Place, date of birth: Jakarta, July 24, 1980

NICK :12345678910

Occupation: Employer

Address: Jalan Hartoyo - Bandung

By this letter I declare that I give all my property to the heirs who will be appointed as official heirs. This letter was entirely the responsibility of the Notary until I was no more.

When that time comes, this letter will be valid and applicable to the heirs I designate. This letter is inviolable and may be used as a liability in the future.

I will bequeath all my possessions to my only child:

Name:***G*******SATRIAJI**

Place, date of birth: Jakarta, August 26, 2000

Address: Jalan Hartoyo - Bandung

This letter was made by witnesses and I believe it. So that there will be a guarantee in the future for the validity of the property and this will can be accounted for.

The Intuitive, the,

Signature

(SATRIAJI ARYO)

As the mouth of Thunder gaped wide, his eyes glazed over in disbelief at what Adrian had just read his papa lawyer. While Karmila was unable to stem her tears, she cried hugging Thunder. Karmila's cry is not because her name is not mentioned in the will as her heir, but she misjudged it because it turns out Aryo is not as she had suspected so far. Karmila thought that Aryo really hated the birth of Thunder, because since Thunder was born Aryo began not to feel comfortable living in the house and his attitude seemed to not care about Thunder who felt that Thunder was not his flesh and blood. It is also what makes the inner Karmila bear the wrong burden on Aryo which he harbored until now.

However, his mind was treated when a will from Aryo that gave all his wealth was given to Thunder. For him it was more than enough to indicate that Thunder recognized Aryo as his son. Karmila felt like a penance for the damned events of the past.

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