I'm Not an Actor

Counting,,,

This morning, Angga came with a woman. I let them in and sit down.

"This is Dance. He'll look after Mom and Diamond for as long as you and the others work. Dance, this is Widhi. The Diamond's mother." Mas Angga introduced us.

Apparently he was seriously responding to the threat of the Great, my husband. Though I am sure that the Great mas will not be that strong. Especially the one waiting for my mother's diamond. He has great respect for my mother.

The father and mother who were carrying Diamonds came out to hear a guest coming.

"Mr, Mama. It's the Dance that will take care of mom and Diamond. The dance will come in the morning and come home in the afternoon when everyone in this house is home from work." Mas Angga explained to my father and mother.

Dance got up from her seat, and greeted my parents.

"Let's have breakfast first. It just so happened that mom cooked a lot of rice this morning" invited mom to all of us.

"Eh, but we only have four dining chairs. We eat here" said the mother. Then handed the diamond to the father, who was even taken the same mas Angga.

"Let me hold the Diamond, sir" said Mas Angga.

Then me and Tari helped mom prepare breakfast in the living room. Although the living room of our house is also not large, but it can still accommodate all of us.

Once all is ready, mom takes over the Diamonds again. Let Angga eat.

Mas Andi came out of his room and immediately joined for breakfast.

"Hay, Dance" said Andi. Apparently Andi already knew Tari.

"Eh, bang Andi. How come you're here?" tanya Dance.

"Mas Andi is Widhi's brother" said Mas Angga. Dance nodding and oh ria.

Because the empty plate is in front of the seated Dance, Tari also took the plate for Andi mas. And then fill it with rice.

I watched their interactions. Pay attention to how Tari serve to eat for Andi mas.

He painstakingly picked up the side dish as well. Andi received his plate with a smile.

"Eh hmm.." I tried to get rid of Andi.

My mother, who was sitting next to me, grabbed my arm.

"Belvin. Don't dosedekin. Pity your single sister" whispered the mother who was holding Diamond.

I who wanted to laugh at the whisper of mother, pretend to invite a joke Diamond. So that I can let go of my laughter.

"Well, the diamond is like an official's son. Have a personal bodyguard" I told my three-month-old son.

Diamonds can't understand much less answer it. I'm the only one who diverts the desire to want my laugh.

I laughed to myself too. Welcomed toyoran in my head by mas Andi.

"Ih, what the hell! So messy is my hair!" I squinted my lips at Andi's mas who liked to love me the most.

"Collapse? Whereabouts? It's just a mess!" Mas Andi who is very annoying if again out of his prank, really ruffled my hair.

Then he moved to sit closer to Angga.

"Mom! That's you know, Andi mas naughty" I sulked at my mother.

While pulling my hair back.

"You're all grown up still like kids. Already on a meal, jerks off!" sahut mother.

Then the mother took the Diamond out, because the Diamond started to get restless in a small room with many people.

Mas Angga who had finished eating, stood up and followed the mother forward. He also put his plate inside.

I hurriedly finished my meal. Because I also want to leave them both.

The dance looks good. Somehow her true nature, because I don't know her yet. All I know is that he was very polite with us.

Her face is pretty too. His body is sturdy with a proportional height and weight like a bodyguard.

Maybe if I could be with my sister. Thought. Pity also my brother too long held the title of single.

Finished with my meal, I rushed to bring in my used dinner plate and also the used plate of Angga mas.

While taking the plate used Angga mas, I passed Andi mas. I purposely nudged it while raising my eyebrows.

Andi shook my head again. But this time I'm not angry. Even laugh out loud.

After putting the dishes in the kitchen, I went into my room. Prepare bags and wear shoes. Then go out and go straight to the terrace of the house.

I glanced at the smirk as I passed the Andi mas which is cool chatting with Tari.

I saw at a glance, their food was still a lot. Because it's too cool to talk so forget the food.

"Come on, we're leaving. Mr. Tedi yesterday asked me to prepare a file for leasing, early in the morning" I told Angga.

Mas Angga immediately say goodbye to mother also Diamond.

"We're leaving first, ma'am. If there's anything, just ask for help with Dance. Don't hesitate to tell Tari to help mom. I paid for it" said Mas Angga.

"Yes. Thank you very much, Ga. We continue to trouble you" said the mother.

"Nothing is bothered, ma'am" said mas Angga.

"Please tell dad, ma'am. Diamond Chest." Then the Angga kissed the diamond that was being carried by the mother.

"Go ahead, Mom." I kissed Mom's hand and kissed Diamond's forehead.

"Woy, eat! Chat mulu. You're late, pay cut!" I screamed as I threw my head into the living room.

Then I immediately ran towards Angga's car, laughing.

"Ah already. Becanda mulu kayak a little boy" said Mas Angga, then opened the car door for me.

"Biarin. Fad people ya diisengin again aja" I said, then I climbed into the car mas Angga.

"Mas Andi has known Dance for a long time?" tanyaku, after Mas Angga drove his car.

"Eitherway. All I know, when Andi mas joined me, they already know each other" replied Mas Angga.

"Dance was placed in the branch office as well?" ask again.

"Yes. He's the head of security. He was at the head office. But because at the branch office there is a shortage of people, so Dance I pull there" replied Mas Angga again.

"Well, can women be security chiefs?" my spoken.

"Yes. He's certified. He is very disciplined and loyal to his work. He has been with me for a long time. Arguably, he is my confidant" said Mas Angga.

I nod my head. The great is not only Tari, but also mas Angga who can pay people as great as Tari.

"Do you think they're close enough?" my question is, trying to pry evidence about my brother.

"I don't understand that. Because they are in the office, equally professional" replied Mas Angga.

Mas Angga's answer seemed to hit me. I feel unprofessional at work.

I always bring personal matters into the office. I can't tell which is personal, which is work. Baperans.