
Sania Pratiwi heard Khan's words instead of being sad, but she smiled instead. Her smile could not be interpreted by anyone nor did Sania alone know. Without following Khan in, he turned around to approach Mr. Bowo, "Please leave this for Mas Ganteng, Nia leave first."
"You're not waiting anymore, Miss?" ask Bak Bowo.
"Wait for what, sir?"
"Waiting to be expelled for the second time" replied Mr. Bowo with a smile.
Satria's assistant did not throw Sania Pratiwi away.With self-awareness she went home and just left the goods in the security post . He immediately entered the house following Khan who first entered.
Mr. Bowo only peeked at the goods entrusted by Sania Pratiwi. He immediately followed Assistant Satria into the house. Wanted to convey the trust of Sania Pratiwi to Mr. Khan.
Khan just sat in the living room fiddling with the television chenel violently. His heart is double upset today because there is always a disturbance about beautiful women. It feels like I want to go back in time to be a child who has no life problems and prolonged trauma.
Mr. Gun came with a glass of warm chocolate and put it on the table, "Please drink first, sir!"
Khan instantly spent the warm chocolate in one gulp and without any residue. His brain calmed down a little after getting a chocolate intake that calmed the mind. The middle-aged male Pak Gun knows his master's taste very well for almost his entire life accompanying Khan after a childhood kidnapping.
"You better take a shower to make it fresher, sir!"
"Still lazy, Mr. Gun."
Assistant Satria and Mr. Bowo came at the same time approaching Khan, "Master, can I go home for a while" said Assistant Satria.
"Yes ... Don't forget to find information about Children Nusa!"
"Ready, Sir." Assistant Satria turned around to leave the house.
Mr. Bowo approached Khan, "Master, this is Miss Sania Pratiwi's seat."
"Good ... Thank you, Mr."
Don't want to see what Sania Pratiwi gives. Khan immediately left the family room running to the elevator in the corner of the room. He took the elevator that he rarely used. Usually he took the stairs to go upstairs all sports.
Evening his body on the supine bed hit the ceiling of the house. The older the more tired Khan faced the trials of life. The matchmaking performed by Mother Fatia continues.
Khan could not count how many women he wanted to introduce. Every rejected must disappoint Mother, but if not rejected will make the trauma recur. Like the Malakama fruit now that Khan is facing.
When you see Mother disappointed it feels like the heart is sliced. Always try to eliminate the trauma, but still fail and fail again. Vefe is the only hope to recover from the trauma.
Newly intend to find Vefe already constrained beautiful and sexy women again. Hope is like hope. Want to refuse when betrothed by Mother Fatia but not heart.
Khan can only avoid and always avoid. Only by avoiding the moment does he do so that Mother is not disappointed and disappointed again. He could only subtly refuse what he had been doing all this time.
Khan's daydream woke up after hearing a knock on the door from outside. Gun repeatedly knocked on the door non-stop. Initially reluctant to answer and respond to Pak Gun's call.
After hearing Mr. Gun mention the name of Mother Fatia. Khan rushed to open the door, "What's up, Mr Gun?"
"Mrs Mother Calls, Mister. He said your phone is off."
"Oooo my phone was silent earlier, sir. Mother, what's the talk?"
"Said he wanted to talk about Miss Eno."
"Ooo apparently the strange woman has complained to Mother."