LOVE WITHOUT SPACE

MOM'S CHILD AMBAR

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“Until the village Mr. Mukti Mbak. Yesterday Mr. Mukti said Mbak told me to report directly to the receptionist, later delivered to the room by the officer there,” said the driver who used to drive Mukti when from the airport. The driver was also the one who drove Ayya to her home in Badung when her mother died.

“Good Sir thank you. Are you waiting here?” ask Ayya.

“This is indeed Mr. Sonny's rental car, the base is indeed here,” explained the driver.

“Oh so, if the car is Mr Mukti which?” ask Ayya curiously. Since first coming to Bali, I have never seen Mukti using what car.

“Pak Mukti if here use a luxury sports car owned by him Mbak,” replied the driver unsuspecting.

“Currently it seems like Mr. Mukti does not exist, because the luxury car is not here,” said the driver.

“So Mr Mukti used a luxury sports car?” Ayya made clear what she caught.

“This is a sports car where there is a cheap Non,” said the driver while carrying a file from Sita earlier.

“Oh,” is just that word that came out of Ayya's lips. Different from what he has in mind. Long sentences revealed in his mind. He connects with the one Mr. Saino said that a guest in a luxury car came to see his father.

“If Mr Sonny's rental car how many are here?” ayya asked as she prepared her things to go down.

“Mobil mas Sonny is only here if you make a rental. It looks like there are 27 cars and it is often used up during the holidays. Sometimes the car of friends is rented by Mr. Sonny if there are many orders.

“Big reward also yes effort Mr. Sonny.”

“Usaha Mr. Sonny is not only a car rental he has a lot of effort and all he makes himself, open in the bequeath of Mr. Abu. If this Villa was actually ever given to Mr. Mukti. But returned again, Mr. Mukti does not want Villa's business. He just wants gallery business that he made even though not as big and as much effort Mr. Sonny. Mr. Mukti is only looking for inner satisfaction, not treasure.”

“If bu Ambar company has its own, now managed by bu Laksmi.  You have your own. Villa all have Ambar.”'s mother

“Indeed there are several Villas?” ask Ayya.

“It looks like there are 6 or 7 in different locations and each location can be 10 to 15 villas.”

“But they are very simple yes sir, never seen to distinguish people from their economic strata,” Ayya said with admiration.

“Iya Mr. Sonny, Mr. Mukti and Aksa's mass is the upbringing of Ambar's mother. Ambar since childhood is very simple. Coincidentally my parents' house used to be close to Ambar's mother's house in the village. Bu Ambar was although the son of an official but was educated to always mingle with the community.”

“His father Bu Ambar is an official?” Ayya remembered how friendly and sincere yesterday Soetiono was. Doesn't look haughty.

“Yes since Ambar's childhood, his father has become a pajabat.”

“Yesterday I met with Mr. Soetiono, he was indeed very simple and not arrogant,” said Ayya while imagining how good eyeang Soetiono.

“That's why Ambar also passed those traits on to his children, he made his children always humble and happy to help.”

“Ya I Komang Ayu,” Ayya replied politely.

“Waiting on the villa Bu Ambar. Please Mbak.”

“Can show me the place?” ask Ayya.

“Let me drive,” and the receptionist takes me to Ambar's villa.

“One villa is how many rooms?” ask Ayya while traveling towards Ambar's private villa that is not rented.

“Villa here for rent there are two rooms, three rooms, and there are two villas that contain 4 rooms but that's it.”

“If which Bu Ambar wear for private?”

“That belongs to Bu Ambar there are seven rooms because sometimes he also receives guests there. Sometimes there are family guests who want to be one with the family of Bu Ambar just do not want to be placed in a separate villa that is two rooms.”

“Tadi Pak Mukti said his mother told him to put it in the front room because there was Mr. Sonny's room, Mr. Mukti's room, Mas Aksa's room, also mother's and father's room.”

“No matter where I put it,” Ayya replied.

“There is one employee who is in charge of cleaning, but usually if there is a Mr. Mukti or Mr. Sonny who cleans it should not be women, it should be men. Bu Ambar banned it.”

“Oh so?” Ayya was amazed at Ambar's care for her children. Of course Ambar did not want his rich children to be framed by employees who want to make a profit.

“Yes, that's Mom's rule,” then the receptionist tapped on Ambar's villa.

“I deliver Mbak Komang Ayu. Earlier Mr. Mukti ordered to prepare the front room,” said the receptionist to the villa employees who were cleaning.

“This is a room for Mbak Komang, said Mr. Mukti Mbak here,” said the villa employee from the room. Apparently there was a female employee to help with the preparation of Ayya's room.

“Good thank you.”

“This is the task of Mr. Mukti,” the villa clerk who clean-up gives a closed envelope to Ayya.

“One more time thank you,” Ayya received the envelope from the employee.

“Mari Mbak me directly out, because once mbak come he said we do not need to accompany. Let me just let everyone set up in this house.”

“Tadi bu Ambar has called if Mbak is his son Bu Ambar so there is no need to be suspected with Mr. Mukti. Even if there is no one, usually female employees should not go to this area. Because the mother who calls us directly will not argue Ambar.”

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