
in the next morning shalu continued, waiting for the arrival of Raditya fikram. restlessly he waited for her, but never came he was always awake last night and without rest, without rest, he always mundar mandir in the living room and always look towards the window, but no one even though he felt tired for her it was nothing with a sense of cape and tired, but no one, what his mother felt when he raised two children himself and had to lose all his hard work so far he struggled, just for the sake of the industrial company.
" no shame this is not the time, his to feel sleepy I must try to always be awake until he comes this is only 4 am, I have to endure a little longer" sahut Shalu spoke to himself.
after an hour later his papa fikram Raditya, the fikram awoke and saw the shalu, still in his position he did not go to rest. though he had already prepared a room for her but she insisted on waiting in the living room.
" this boy is so stubborn, just like his father used to be before meeting someone, he just kept waiting for his real hemm, actually, I really love him he was lied to by my goddamn son" said Firdan muttered about shalu, and approached him to give advice that is easily understood by shalu.
" well for where this is, it's 5 am now but Raditya fikram was not home from last night and, actually he went where, and why has not also come home to this house" suhut shalu with annoyance he had been waiting for her from last night, had mundar mandir and sat and stood again, with his anxiety and when it was almost hit pak fikram, because not focused.
" hemm hemm nak shalu stop to be restless" said fikram approaching shalu by stopping his steps.
" ah uh sorry sorry, eeehehehe uncle fikram when are you here anyway, I don't see you" said shalu with his guilt bowing his head.
" it's okay, let's sit down with me?" sahut pak fikram invites him to sit together.
" ah well uncle" sahut shalu according to to sit with her.
" actually I have a suggestion, the easiest for you to shalu, but that's also if you want" said the fikram sir spoke to shalu.
he confusedly looked at the face of the fikram sir and seriously.
" he wants advice, you know I think your driver is actually very similar, once with my son Raditya fikram" said the fikram sir himself revealed to Shalu.
at that time he also had an idea, which was good to be his driver, pretending to be Raditya fikram itself.even though he was Raditya fikram who disguised himself as a private driver of the industrial company, to expose corruption in his owned company.
" ah oh yes you mean that Luigi, he can pretend to be Raditya fikram hahaha, to replace his position as company leader, already thank you uncle I love uncle" sahut shalu immediately stood up, excited and sat back to hug and kiss the cheek of fikram sir, and immediately ran up to prepare, clothes and shoes for his driver wear to pretend.
" hey miss what do you want to go there" said seng sul one of the servants.
" already with sul, let him go to Raditya's room fikram you do not need to worry" said the fikram sir told him not to interfere in the affairs of young people only he knows.
" well sir, if so please excuse me to prepare your documents" said den deng sul died.
" this hahahaha shalu is very different, with Risma he is a smart and jolly child not acting cold like his mother" sahut pak fikram muttered about shalu and died where he returned to his room to prepare to be ready also to check his company and visit the Nugroho company.
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