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Found dead due to a poison entering into his vulnerable body which was all planned neatly by Sonya herself. This led him to move to a foreign place to hide from the media because he had been accused of killing Gunawan Gayatri Smith's wife.

“So, kae boy wants to el me dulurmu, La?” (So, that boy was your brother, La?)

Niken who came from the same place as Araela using the original Javanese accent.

“Iyo, sketch nek meet must ngene continue. Gregeten me!” (Yes, every time we meet like this. Greget me!”)

Araela herself spoke the language she had learned while living in the village of Malang.

“Not.ne biyen kae sen mok story.no kui yo? Sen your problem is defamed.” (It wasn't the one you told me about? Your problem is being slandered)

“Asli.ne I'm kae males meet karo dapurane sen sen seneng golek raii loro! Think I'm wedi opo? Nek biyen dawe often dibelo, imbase me sen diomeli karo, Papa. Nek saiki wis wegah!” (I'm actually lazy to meet him who likes to be two-faced. What do you think I'm afraid of? He used to be defended by the impact I was scolded by karo, Papa. Now I'm tired)

Mutual reciprocal Java Araela issued a quack that he had been tight because Niken coworkers were always there for him.

“Keep your crew want to mupuppang ndukur dewe lapo?” (So you went upstairs by yourself, why?)

Got a question from Niken that there was Araela laughing funny with the incident in the room belonging to Rewindra.

“I emang sengojo failno wong loro kae.” (I did deliberately thwart those two people)

“Wah, your crew duwe guts, iso ae failno. Sak ilingku sen duwe office iki not disturbed iso loh wong’e, La.” (Well, you got the guts could also derail. As I recall, the owner of this office can't be bothered, La)

“You mean, Opo?” (You mean, what?)

Their conversation left Rolando confused by a language he did not understand. However, being by Araela's side made her feel so comfortable and did not want to be far away again.

However, Rolando did not dare to ask Araela who was busy chatting.

“Deloken iki cah handsome meneng ae ket want. Jane I don't know arep takon neng your man, La.” (Look at the handsome boy just keep quiet from knowing. This is gonna ask you, La)

Nodding Araela's head asked directly to the boy who had been considered a sister by her. “You ask what, Darling?”

“What are you chatting about, brother? What language?” Rolando was not curious about their conversation, but the language used made him curious.

“Oh the javanese chat, Darling. Why indeed?” araela answered by flipping the question.

Rolando shook his head because there was no way he could learn a language like Araela did.

Then soon the two chatter continued again, without regard for Rolando who was dumbfounded by himself.

“Nek, not reprimanded because of me. Iso-iso office kerjoan iki even in gawe call kenthuan rather than gawe kerjo wong-wong sen golek sak mangan.” (If I am not rebuked. It could be that this office is even used as a place of lovemaking rather than for the work of people who are looking for a mouthful of rice)

Of course Araela issued her uncles in Javanese, and could only be understood by her own co-workers, as well as some of them who were from the same area.

“Your bride was fired, La?” (Aren't you afraid of getting fired, La?)

“Sekira.ne nek I fired easy gari moved the grill ndek deso maning for weighing mangon nang kene.” (If I get fired, it's easier to move to the village than here)

“Heh, your crew is not ero ta. Mr.ne arek iku gendeeng kok wonder me. Mosok anake dikasari instead meneng ora marani sen ngasari mau. Good to see karo I.” (Heh, that's you don't know ‘kah. His father's son Gilla astonished me. The time of the child himself was roughed up and did not approach the babysitting earlier. Good to see me)

Heard the grunts of his partner. Niken grimaced softly because even his only partner could not keep quiet. When it comes to a child who happens to meet him in person.

Unsubstantiated by the two of their conversation was heard directly in the ears of Rewindra and also Pramana from now on silently listened.

Pramana was very clear to hear the conversation of the two. However, he did not expect the girl who helped the beloved Grandchild a little less like the attitude done by his best friend's child.

The girl's laughter reminded her of someone who had died a long time ago, and for a few seconds Pramana came to her surprise. Found the reality that has been seen by him about the girl is one of the grandchildren of Gunawan Gayatri Smith, the friend of his beloved father.

His face felt so foreign. He is the grandson of my best friend. Is he also what the late mother meant? I have to figure this out for myself to Dad.

Even Pramana himself was reluctant to care about the conversation of the two who were so engrossed with their world. However, every word that was uttered by the girl slightly tickled the hearing.

No one knows that he can also speak the same language as the two men. Remembering in the past Pramana once lived somewhere that today makes her long for those times.

Meanwhile, Rewindra Wiratama himself did not really understand the conversation of the two employees. However, the bead of his eyes can not be separated from the beloved Son who looks so comfortable near someone who has disrupted his activities.

I didn't really know you could be this comfortable, Boy! Seeing you laugh off Dady's heart is at ease, but a thousand apologies can never heal your heart's wounds. Dady never regretted ignoring you because behind it all, there was something Dady was hiding from you, son.

While walking towards the beloved Son followed by Pramana. The conversation between Araela and Niken continued.

“La, ngerasani ngene opo not wedi krungu nang, Mr Bos?” (La, what kind of gibah is not afraid of arriving, Mr Boss?)

“Nek, krungu yo ben. Lapo wedi!” (If you have heard. Why fear!)

Twisting the eyes of the middle of Niken is not so out of thought with the way his partner's mind. However, his bead collided with Louser and widened when he saw someone approaching him.

Ouch, can I, kandani ngeyel tenan arek siji iki!

In front of both men. Rewindra cleared his throat and spoke coldly. Considering he was so furious with the behavior of his son. “Boy, home with, Opa!”

Rolando, who had been listening, refused to go home with Opa because now he wanted to always be near Araela Ayudia Gayatri Smith.

“Boy!” Call back. However, the Son refused to go back to the mansion.

“Opa, I want it here!” Rolando whined with pursed lips in annoyance.

“Win, don't force it.” Pramana prevents Rewindra from opening her voice.

Until the debate was heard directly by Araela who had been silent after getting the first deheman. “Let him, he's here with me, Om.”

Rewindra Wiratama gasped at the soft voice coming from the girl.

Si’ what the fuck is he? Why does he know Papa? Is there something I've missed?