Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

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"Yes Allah Nduk... You went home to. Be sure to think you can't go home for a long time" said Mbok Minah, embracing her grandson Yati, who had just come and shined his hands, then kissed her too.

Now, the two of them hugged each other. Channeling the happiness and longing for both of them.

The driver who watched, felt good. He was reminded of his own family, which he currently lives in charge of, to escort the wife of his great Boss.

"How about Mbok Yoga?" yati asked, after they took off her embrace, which was a bit longer than usual.

Mbok Minah finally invited Yati to sit first. "Kene, lenggah dikah, Mbok make a drink first," said Mbok Minah, then went to the kitchen, to make drinks for Yati and the driver.

"Father wait here yes, I want to take a shower first," said Yati, to the driver.

The driver, just nodding.

Shortly afterwards, Mbok Minah came with a tray containing drinks for guests and also her granddaughter.

"Where is he?" Mbok Minah was shocked when she did not find her grandson in the living room.

"The bath was Bulek" replied the driver, although he was not asked directly by Minah.

"Oh..."

Mbok Minah finally invited the driver to talk. They talk about common things, which are commonly discussed with guests. But not to mention about Yati, because Yati had been warning to mbok Minah, so as not to talk about her.

Before long, Yati came out with a fresher state, compared to when she had just arrived. Although, she did not wear makeup in the slightest, since Yati did not like to wear excessive makeup, she still looked naturally beautiful.

"Eat first yes, symbok prepare. After that, we're just in the hospital."

Yati agreed to Mbok Minah's invitation.

The two of them, Minah and Yati, stood towards the kitchen, to prepare food for the three of them.

After all, Mbok Minah invited Yati to visit Yoga Kang at the hospital. But by the time the three of them came out from inside the house, there were already many of their neighbors, who were already waiting for foam to meet and ask about the news from Yati herself.

"When are you back?"

"Karo sopo iku you muleh?"

"Well, mbok digawake karo putune's ghost."

"Well, congratulations. I have a husband. Like a rich man yes, the car is good, wear it too."

"Ora car hire, right Yat?"

Various questions and comments they give to Yati, just as usual, if Yati returns to the village.

"Sorry, Budhe. Yati hurry, go to the hospital jenguk kang Yoga. Whyhappen!"

Yati did not need to winbut everyone who was asking him. She simply responded with a smile, which adorned her pretty face.

"Kok added ayu to Yat You."

Suddenly, there was a young man who came by praising Yati. But the young man immediately covered his mouth, upon seeing the presence of the driver who was staring at him with a sharp look.

The young man must have thought that, sir the driver was her husband Yati. "Oh, sorry Yat. You wes married to neng city. How can we not find the villagers?" ask the young man to ascertain his own thoughts.

Yati also did not answer questions from the young man. He could only smile, hear all the words and questions from the young man earlier. Yati knew who he was, because the young man was a childhood friend, and they often played together with other friends, who were the same age as them as well.

With a sense of hesitation, Yati distributed money to his neighbors, in exchange for souvenirs as usual, if he had just returned home.

"Wahhh, thank you Yat. Good luck with that."

"Add more success yo Yat."

"Superior suwun youho."

"Weleh, I'm enticed by-by too. You can make this great shopping."

The young man left with an awkward smile. She must not have felt good, with all her questions and words.

Although the neighbors prevented him from leaving first, he still breezed away from the crowd. She felt uncomfortable, being seen by the driver, whom she thought was her husband Yati. His childhood friend.

*****

..."Where are you?" ...

..."This just got to the hospital, sir."...

..."After that?"...

..."Miss Kiara hasn't said where to go after this."...

..."If nothing else is done, go home. Back to town!"...

..."Well Mr. I'll tell Miss Kiara later."...

Click!

Mr. Ginting disconnected his call, with a driver. He took a deep breath, looking up.

Right now, he's in the office. But since he couldn't sleep comfortably last night, it's evaporating all the time. He was sleepy, and wanted to sleep, even if only for a short time.

By positioning his chair, Mr. Ginting leaned his head. He did not want to rest in the room, which was in this room of his office.

But apparently, before Mr. Ginting closed his eyes, there was someone who knocked on the door of his room, and went straight in without him giving permission first.

Tok

Tok

Tok

"Mas!"

It turned out that the one who came to Mr. Ginting's room was his cousin's sister, Surya Jaya, who was carrying one file in hand.

"What's wrong?" ask Mr. Ginting, as soon as Surya Jaya approaches.

"This is the work file we're going to bring to Singapore. I finished it last night."

Mr. Ginting received the file, then examined it.

"Mas check everything first, if anything is lacking or wrong let me fix it now. So tomorrow we leave we can relax." Surya Jaya said again, sitting down, waiting for her cousin's brother to check the files he had been working on.

Some time later, Mr. Ginting had finished checking all the files, and handed them back to Surya Jaya. He also gives some direction, for the correction of everything that is two flavors less than the file.

"Just do it today, so I can check again. And that, you said to the captain, to be ready for our flight schedule to Singapore," said Mr Ginting, giving instructions to his cousin's sister, Surya Jaya.

Surya Jaya did not answer. He simply blinked one eye, while brandishing his thumb finger a ready mark.

After that, Surya Jaya said goodbye to return to her own room.

Mr. Ginting took a deep breath, then threw it rough. He actually felt annoyed, because his plan to rest failed, with the arrival of Surya Jaya earlier.

But he also felt happy, because his cousin's sister could already be relied upon to help his work as well.

Now, he picks up the phone on the table, then calls his wife, Yati, who is still in his hometown.

Tut

Tut

Tut

But the phone call wasn't connected.

Mr. Ginting tried to call back, but the result remained the same. Yati he can't call.

"Where is he? Why don't you answer my phone?" Mr. Ginting wondered to himself inwardly.

He was upset because his wife did not answer his phone call.

Now, Mr. Ginting changed to call the driver. He wanted to know what was really going on, so that his wife could not take a call from him that he had repeated.

But apparently, the phone call for the driver also can not connect. This made Mr. Ginting even more upset. He squeezed the phone he was holding, with teeth clamoring from the scuffles.

"Where are they? why ignore my call?"

Mr. Ginting wondered why the driver and his wife, he could not call for the same time.