Hammersmith Servants

Paulicians

Paulette, who had just returned home to sing in the Solid Gold building, held a gathering of loyal fans, as many as five bodyguards were already on their feet at the apartment door. Those who call themselves Paulerian, ask for autographs, ask for pictures together and even change socks to shoes with him. Paulette just loves serving them. I can't live without them. After that, he left the apartment valid in his name. I happen to be so hungry, take it to McDee. Now the plague is making a dent, miss. The driver said the car. All right, take it to Lunch Dee.

On the way there the car is parked under the restaurant picture. W is large with D on it. Paulette breathed a quiet breath, conscious that she had touched the Phantom earth again. I decided to never again. Sometimes eating doesn't hurt, does it? He said to Liana Staveren's assistant.

They entered a spacious but minimalist and unsightly room, the five servants continued to present their welcome, pleasant music soaring out the phonograph of the cashier's corner.

“Good, please miss choose where you like, we provide special promo or one family package and hangout package.”

“Manager?” Paulette smiles at receiving the menu bookkeeping. Still standing so in front of the cashier. The cashier replied kindly:

“Nona Yosi never had time. Occasionally come every Friday and Sunday, it was five pm.”

“Busy once.” Paulette pointed to the sequence of the lunch. “One cheese martabak without chocolate, another one for my driver, another one for my assistant. One more two strawberry drinks yogurt.”

“Please sit down and enjoy.”

“I ate not yet.” Paulette grumbled rubbing her prosperous belly.

They sat around the wooden table. Paulette would not believe that for five years the small community would grow as big as it is now, maybe that is destiny, all the efforts of no one treacherous. Unless the humans deny each other. God doesn't. “How's Staveren? Like you here?”

“Not like again, maybe addicted!” whispering festering.

“That's what you want. How much did you eat in Singapore?”

“Taco alone twenty thousand, let alone nasih padang can-can be fifty non!” staveren said in high spirits.

“Wah, expensive too? Unless all deliberately make poor residents.”

“If cheap certainly will not people like, Madam.” said the driver.

“You're right. Uh, if it's really expensive, where maybe capital can continue to live and return to all entrepreneurs, entrepreneurs are king now, anywhere.”

“Nona's right, I'm getting hungry.” Staveren.

“Then just swallow the whole human here.” Paulette styled her crest in front of a tiny decorative mirror.

“Ah, non jerk!”

Paulette just cheered up.

The waiter in the red white uniform came, served a tray of orders, they immediately ate voraciously with Paulette enjoying the melted martabak and sweetly satisfying the worms into debauchery. Staveren completely snuff out the strawberry milk chips. The driver ate enough even though he had prepared the crackle for his bin. Paulette strictly forbids it. “Do not ndeso Paiman, I order two for you and your son, your bin can you share with the first order.”

“Wah, if only two I sleep in the grave non.”

“Thankful I bought it, where is your salary?”

“Bikin padang one pond non.”

“For?”

“For swimming one family if hot non.”

Paulette glanced at each other with Staveren. They laughed out loud just as the goa man was thrown into the capital.

“Already?”

They nodded then Paultte paid each forty-five.

“Cheap but wasteful as well.”

“So order?”

“Three ordinary layer martabak, do not sweet high.”

Orders are being awaited. Not long after someone came in to say hello. “It's been this big?”

Paulette looked at the voice. His eyes are amazing. “Nita?”

“I liked seeing you yesterday. Moreover, your voice is firm and high. Moreover, your voice looks like Olivia.”

“O?” Paulette closed her mouth laughing silently. “While I prefer Branigan with his Gloria, no problem, many of them think I look more like Olivia.”

“How are you doing?”

“We are representatives of the corporation no more.”

“Allah, reason alone,” Paulette open cigarette offers Arnita. Arnita.

“You're better. I saw you skinny a long time ago. Your job is chasing men.”

“All gone past no use for now.”

“You may. What's going on?”

Arnita whispers behind the food book. “The woman has made a big mess.”

“I don't memorize anyone there? Shennah? Uh-uh, O, Galin, Melissa, Marry, Maria? Amanda! How are you doing too?”

“They are fine. Well, Amanda's getting busy, Maria's too, Galin's dead, Shenna's successor, Marry's the businessman now.”

“Marry? That idiot girl. How can?”

“Amanda continues to support it. Of course can.”

Paulette spouted her drink. Paiman wet bed. Staveren shower saliva.

“Galin?”

“The plane was destroyed, crushed to pieces.”

“I never forget, Galin I once gave Pattie Chocolate, he said he liked it. May peace be with God.”

“Stella of course you've heard.”

“He was the most terrible, his car was hit by a bullet, who did it?”

Arnita secretly gave me a business card.

“Democracy?” Paulette grimaced exasperatedly. Exhaling an upset breath. “Less savage what they have much to destroy this country.”

“They're like cartels, syndicatts, they've got bribes everywhere. They are not banks or corporations.”

“Why not just cleaned.”

“It takes not a little time.”

“Amanda has big shares. He should be faster than you.”

“Sst!” Arnita shuts Paulette's mouth. Releasing with the index finger pointing to his nose bangir.

“In fact but Amanda is only a representative, has no authority to it.”

“You're moving only the superior call?”

“Indeed so from long ago.”

“Good. I get it, I get it. Relax I've been your part.”

“I thought you were Anton.”

“Do not insult first, they are only dreamers of the world without roots to the earth, could the world family remove them?”

“Possibility can.”

“Order is done.”

Paulette paid two four thousand. “Yosi is good too, drink seven thousand, regular food eight thousand, try a year so continue? A day already has a lot of fans.”

“That's business.” Arnita shrugged both of her shoulders.

“You to my house?” Paul offered.

“Other times maybe I can. Much is not finished.”

“O, fine, nice to talk to you.”

“Paul, don't you want to come back? I know you went in there.” Arnita opens the watch pouch.

“No Cern in my life!”

“You lied. Never mind, forget, after all you already have your own path.”

“I confess. I did go there.”

“Don't go there again. That's the door to hell.” Arnita speaks in French tongue.

“Goodnight, don't forget tonight.” Paulette got into her flat car. Arnita waved her hand. Lunch was about to close and open the next morning, but the office people who were based across the ball field on came.

They had already met with five servants to serve. Tofu appeared on the doorstep of a pair of female travelers. They're floating in. Looking around, amazed, but disdainful with almost bland teeth. They decided to take the place.

“Just try to provide bunny here, surely many chives come,”

“I'm curious.” Cecil looked down at Shelly. “Will Yosi dance for them?”

They were filled with disturbing laughter.

Waiter's coming. “Goodnight. Regular menu or hangout package?”

“How are you?”

“There's opium? Burma! Burma!”

“Sorry we do not provide it.”

Shelly grimaced ***********Cecil's shoulder.

“Body, bolsh? The cognac? A beer? A coctail? Brandy? Arak? The wine? Wodka?”

“Nothing, we can provide strawberry yogurt or hot milk.”

“You are still a virgin?”

“Sorry I don't have time.”

“You like to use safety?”

“Please get out or we contact the police!” grunchy waiter.

“Yosi is no longer a virgin. She should be a bunny for *****apprentice.” Shelly bit the visitor's potato.

“Better get out or we contact police.”

“Already this place we destroy in a moment.” Cecil grinned.

They left with the waiter hurriedly closing the glass door. Yosi gets the news Lunch Dee has just run into trouble. He told his employees to call Amanda. Amanda sends security five undercover political cops, they'll protect you, they're just submissive superiors, they can't be bribed or bribed. Except superiors. Yosi is getting to Lunch Dee. All the magicians would rather see it. More and more of them come to study or ask Yosi directly. Yosi doesn't mind. They finally got to know the young businessman. Until the end: you're not a virgin?

Yosi confusion. Both of his eyes grew bigger. “Who? Who told you to talk like that?”

“Yesterday we heard it ourselves. There are two women.”

“Not true. Ten years I'd rather have a career than a family. You have a girlfriend means you have to be ready to have a family. All fell into the capital. Where do I live my family when I'm not working?”

The contention is like spears piercing through the magazines of the capital, some attacking Yosi in discordant voices, you are hypocritical and have no love, one said. How lovers have a mutually beneficial relationship, such as more important career than couples, babies, diapers. How's your baby going? You're bribing a dollar bill? Yosi overheated. He opened a sudden meeting with a free press and open voice and questions.

“I did say that, not that I have no compassion, I love anyone, anyone who gives heart and feeling. How do I live my family? Of course by working. Without it you will not live until now. I have no arrogant will. I remember eating eggs for a whole month, I remember being paid five thousand, all I considered process, process it's human power to be more responsible and certainly work.  The way? The way should be better than just his years of bullying. How results? Work!”

“Your age is very young. Amazingly all you get is easy. If everything used to be true? What do you want?”

“I'll take them to eat. I'll take them to the restaurant. Is there anything worth fearing? I'm just an entrepreneur. I'm not a criminal. Those who are miserly are criminals.”

“How is it like you're lying now? Who's behind you?”

“Man no one is honest. They have flaws. Wh who? Those who come to give capital are my family.”

The press meeting makes Yosi never stop for good to everyone. In which Amanda took the time to Yosi's house in East Kenanga housing. “We are ready to provide help, you do not be afraid or condescend, we are your family.”

“Give a letter of agreement.”

Yosi agreed on Amanda's donation. Amanda a month got a fifty percent stake. Wh why? Amanda can keep the company from hot, smoldering mouths. I didn't take a chance in narrowness, Yosi agreed, meaning the shares should be on my behalf as well.

The next Lunch Dee was more and more in demand and admired but they did not know: Yosi already had no great power over him. All the properties are Amanda's. Yosi only plays a role in managing finances and market managers. Amanda put Dee's Lunch into big cities and that's how branches were built and expanded instantly.

I've never seen Yosi laugh on tv. I used to see her a lot, her face loved to smile. Where the hell is he?

Yosi who realized his name paled. Amanda told him to do an ad. Yosi follows her but discordant voices rise again: just watch the woman try to hide something.

Yosi starred in many comedy sitcoms. Sometimes he plays the role of a grumpy boss and likes to satirize the food exactly taco with sambal five days have not changed. All agreed to say: Yosi as already controlled. Yosi foolishly responded: no conspiracy power, that's nonsense, sometimes jokes can be true or not at all. He said he smiled drinking cold cola.

Amanda's planting more money than ever, she's giving a billion to the advancement of the corporet out there, certainly still as much as the satanic family of the world. Lunch Dee remains yours, you just have to be loyal to us. Yosi began to feel no pain. He knew, he knew Amanda had really changed. Maybe with outside pressure or organizational circumstances. It could be that the woman is already this common or even enjoy it. Yosi misses the old Amanda. Amanda used to let her students have their own development. Teach them to be their own masters. Now everything has been covered by money and circumstances. Things change Amanda prefers a career over a family. Yosi ate himself. Love lost by money, love lost by power who control people. And people still enjoy it. Yosi tries to get close to Amanda but the woman gets along more easily with Maria or Arnita. A week in July—Yosi knows who is the culprit of her store: Cecil comes in with Shelly annoying the waiter.

They're really savage. Yosi growls whispering Amanda. “Easy to turn them off. We wait for their big moves.”

With many assurances and stocks already occupied by the flag of Phantomon, no one thought, the woman had a political regiment that only and can be ruled, other than that can not. They are not baleos, baleos are wild and have no ability, political police are more familiar with the circumstances and conditions of a country, they can only be moved elements of its owner. Without it they do not have the power of the government even once. Amanda said to Maria.

It changes people so quickly. May power be generous to you Amanda. Maria knew Amanda was depressed coponil—she shouldn't have put a hand instead. They did not die because of you but the ruler of a land that needed weapons to kill its own people. Arnita calms Amanda down. Amanda hugged Arnita.

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