Milky

Part. 98

"Lu so off to work, Tong? I guess you're just kidding yesterday," said Tina who saw Bima had tidied up in her office uniform.

The young man smiled, sat crouching in his shoes, preparing to go on errands.

"Alright, Nyak. Bima's leg is healed, it doesn't hurt. Don't worry, Nyak's son, pan, strong." Bima smiled until her eyes narrowed, while her hands busily concluded the laces on the shoes.

He moved closer to Tina, grabbed her old hand and kissed her. Her lips re-formed into a smile before the soft thing darted Tina's forehead.

"The five are leaving, Nyak." He walked out of the house, met the God who was busy reading the newspaper accompanied by a warm cup of tea that reflected smoke.

"Well, are you ready for your work? Ati-ati, yes," said Dewa while giving his hand to Bima, "Tong, you don't do anything working in your own company?" ask God. Given that the Pratama Group company is owned by Razka, it is certain that it will also be his.

"That's not Bima's company, Beh. It's Dad's, Bima ain't got nothing. Therefore doain Bima in order to have his own business field will Nyak ama Babeh," said Bima firmly belief.

Touched God heard it, what Bima was doing right now was all just for them. One goal Bima is to make happy both parents who have been willing to take care of him since that baby.

"Bima's leaving, Beh. Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!"

Tina stood in the doorway, watching Bima's legs move abnormally for several days. The old woman's heart was relieved when the leg had returned to normal as before.

The sound of car horns that their son pressed became a sign he went to seek sustenance. Tina's hand-drawn hand becomes Bima's car driver who slowly disappears on the streets.

"Bang, how did Bima's master react if he knew Bima was the son of the Great Lord?" chirp Tina while landing her butt in the other seat next to her husband.

"Cua doesn't know. Moga-hope, no problem. The harepin cave they can all accept Bima as a family" said Dewa while putting a newspaper on the table. The man, who was no longer young, brought his cup of tea, then embraced Tina into the house.

Bima hummed, his heart was cheerful. Freedom untouched a few days ago, now he can embrace again. With him, he can circle the earth. Seeking something called self-reliance.

"Hah .. hopefully Akmal is not angry at the cave, but angry at the cave is also not afraid at all," he muttered while chuckling to feel funny himself.

The gate of the mansion came into sight, still as sturdy as when he entered for the first time. The sound of a horn in lieu of greetings was greeted by a nod of the head by the gatekeeper.

There, an adult man in uniform just like himself was standing beside the body of the car waiting for his Master. He was the driver who replaced Bima when he left the city a few days ago.

Seeing Bima emerge from behind the car door, he smiled. Quickly walking over was pleased to finally be free from the rules and restraints of Akmal, his Master.

"Juan, are you back? Thank goodness," he said while rubbing a relieved face.

"What's the matter, sir? Isn't it cool to be your personal driver? You can walk anywhere" said Bima with a smile, but what the adult man saw he was sneering at her.

"You're coming? How long have you been on vacation? It was as if you decided without any notice to me. What do you think I am?!" hardik Akmal stood on the terrace looking fiercely at the young man who had just got off the car.

His eyes crossed sharply, hitting the dark bead belonging to Bima. Instantly, he frowned when he realized one foreign thing in his view. The young man standing there, was looking at him with a knotted smile embedded.

"You?" Why does his face look so much like that of Uncle Razka? No acne at all, the skin of his face is clean, but why has he been saying if his face is acne? It's freaky.

"What's up, Mister?" tanya Bima put on a witty face looking at the reaction Akmal showed.

Akmal regained his senses, he changed his facial expression back into an irritated mood.

"Where have you been for the past few days? Why aren't there any reports coming into my desk about you not working at the office? Did you underestimate me? You're insulting my company?" Akmal's steps drew closer to Bima who was unmoved where he stood.

While the male surrogate himself, had retreated backwards avoiding Akmal's rampage.

"No, Mister. I'm sorry, next time I won't do anything wrong again" Bima said as she lowered her face avoiding her gaze.

"Sorry?! It's so easy to say it, and then make mistakes again and again. Hmm ... You don't deserve the title of Primary Security Group!" Akmal's hand forcefully pulled the Bima ID attached to his left chest.

Bima closed her eyes, holding back both anger and annoyance. However, he still tried not to follow the turbulent passions in the soul.

Akmal threw the ID in any direction, out of nowhere. He approached, gripping Bima's chin firmly made him look up to be able to see clearly the face of the worker who dared to fight it.

"You think I'm afraid of you? Do you think I can't punish you? Naive! I'm the leader, I'm your master, anything I can do includes punishing slaves like you!" He threw his hand violently, Bima's head was firmly reached. Slightly sick because he had just recovered.

Bima growled, both of her hands clenched tightly. His jaws tightened, his teeth clashed strongly. Emotional turmoil has reached the crown, billowing blackish smoke. Bima is furious.

"I'm not your slave!" her sarcophagus in a tone of voice that made Akmal tremble, "do not equate me with your other workers. I'm not going to!" he continued, raising his face and throwing it towards Akmal.

The jet-black bead seeds turned sinister as the red color surrounded him. The hue on Bima's face was no longer red, he looked black and dark. All who saw would shudder to feel the atmosphere around him change drastically.

"Be aware of your limits! Who are you, who am I? I could have kicked you out of that company if I had wanted to" Bima continued. He stood straight against Akmal, who was struck with trembling legs.

Why is he so creepy? Did I speak wrong? Nah! I didn't speak wrongly, he was a slave. What's again?

He assures the heart that Bima is indeed a person who works in his company. He smiled sneered, still in his eyes Bima was wrong and should be punished.

"Slave is still a slave. Even if you refuse, in my eyes you are the slave I paid after work. I feed you as a reward for your hard work. Do you think a lowly person like you is capable of fighting me. I don't need a worker who doesn't have loyalties like you! Leave the car, and go back to your house. The car is mine!" press Akmal with a face very close to Bima.

"That's your mouth, Akmal!" The body of the young man who intimidated Bima stiffened.