
“Mas eat this first for odd while waiting for breakfast ready.”
Mukti received a pack of cotton balls placed on a small plate with a small spoon as well.
“Thanks ya Yank, you have?” Mukti receives a small plate containing a pack of pulu unti. Of course there are some people who heard including pakde Pras and pakde Pram.
“Not yet, run out of this I will take,” Ayya replied.
“Take one now, take it here,” Mukti command.
Without refuting Ayya also took another pack of pulu unti.
“Sit,” command Mukti asks Ayya to sit next to him. The long sofa where Mukti sat was still empty.
Back Ayya could only obey. Mukti opens banana leaves wrapping pulp to. He ate a bribe and afterwards he fed Ayya.
“Neither ah Mas. I'm ashamed of a lot of people,” reject Ayya.
“Sit still and eat. If I don't report it to papa. You have been taking care of people since then not taking care of yourself,” Mukti's tirade.
With his head down Ayya continued to take bribes from Mukti.
From the back room Sri saw how Mukti behaved to Komang Ayu in the middle of his family.
Aksa and Eyang Angga glanced at each other and smiled meaningfully. Aksa nodded.
“Loh kok Mas nyuapin my girlfriend?” aksa said after getting a nod from Angga's eyes.
“You have a girlfriend who is not taken care of. He has not eaten busy with people. Later if he faints I'm the one who bothered right?” Mukti could of course answer Aksa's reprimand.
“Why would Mas bother if my boyfriend fainted?”
“Ya. He is my assistant, I must be the wrong woman, the same people say I do not pay attention to my employees,” said Mukti.
“Yes already, now I'm the bribe here,” said Aksa.
“Have ... already, I don't want to,” Ayya replied. He is not good, has been bribed by Mukti, time continues to be bribed with Aksa. What people will see of him.
“Remember don't be tired,” Mukti let Ayya go, rather than stay there there Aksa.
“Iya.”
“I feel you owe me a lot,” Sri rebuked.
“How much? I pay,” said Komang Ayu while taking out his empty inner pouch. He knew Sri wasn't asking to pay the money.
“Cie who is already rich, has a lot of money so dare to ask for the amount of debt,” Sri.
“Ha ha ha not so well anyway, do see my pockets are empty,” reply Komang Ayu.
“I just saw the attention of his father Mr. Mukti to you that is not the attention of a father to his son's employees. Also, the attention of Mr. Mukti to you is different. There must be something more between you guys,” Sri scolds.
“No, I don't have anything on Mukti. How dare I accept her love if she loves me. I'm just a poor employee.”
“What are you lacking anyway? The high school friend you told me about last night was super tajir you rejected. Then Carlo you refused too. And Mr. Mukti like that you say there is no way he loves you,” Sri does not understand the way of his best friend's mind.
“If it's Arjun you mean, I actually like it too. But not love yet. I was the only one with feelings for Arjun. I don't want that feeling to grow bigger because I think about how his mother once hit my friend.”
“We don't live two days to be his son-in-law. If every day I was pressed of course my household and Arjun would not be okay.”
“If Carlo's problem, I can't accept him. You imagine a new one when you meet when you get acquainted, come second he immediately expressed love. He doesn't know my nature yet, he suddenly says so. It's really easy, right? As easy as he bought a fry.”
“I don't want the wedding on the runway with a momentary emotion. Later when he found out my ugly nature he immediately retreated. Destroy our household. If there is no child, nothing, if there is a child how?”
“Not to mention as an artist he will definitely be hit a lot like the case of some artists today. I dare not risk my household with such conditions. Bayangin wife of the artists is beautiful only she can be cheated. I'm just a stupid woman who's not pretty.”
“You are too low,” Sri said.
“Sri. I'm thinking very realistically. I don't want to accept the love of people who are too high and too easy to say love. It's not the love of his name, it's just an obsession.”