
STELLA AYU GHANI'S
a.k.a BUNDA
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The girl with ponytail hair, as well as the bangs that covered her forehead walked leisurely after exiting the station. Breathe in the air and breathe it out slowly. He stopped a passing taxi and rushed in, indicating the address to the driver.
Before long the taxi stopped in front of an office building. The girl lowered her car glass.
He smiled happily when he saw his new workplace building. "Finally I can see her again" the girl muttered with a big smile.
"Road, sir," he told the taxi driver after observing.
The girl got off the taxi, dragged her suitcase towards the two-story house with the inscription in front of the fence, "RECEIVE PRINCESS KOST"
The girl decided to look for a hostel around her new office, fortunately the driver had told her that there was a boarding place around here.
After wondering about the price, the girl officially occupied the boarding room on the second floor.
He lay on his bus bed, smiling at the thoughtful face of his boss, whom he had long assumed but never dared to reveal.
Now that he was getting closer to his handsome boss, there were more opportunities to get close to him.
Impatiently he wanted to work tomorrow, he hugged his roll of anxiety, rolled to the left right, until he did not feel his eyes slumber.
***
Rega leaves his office to take Stella to lunch. But before he could open the car door, a woman's voice stopped him.
"Please, Mr. Rega,"
Rega turned his body. "Hem, noon" he answered flatly.
"Why do you want lunch?"
Rega simply raised one of his eyebrows without intending to answer.
The woman squeezed the end of her shirt. "Can I go with you?" he said while biting his lower lip.
"Who are you?"
The woman looked up. "I'm a transfer employee, sir. I have not memorized the area here, only the father I know," he lied.
Rega watched the appearance of the woman before him from top to bottom, 'very brave' his bath.
"You can ask the security guard and some other employees here" said Rega friendly.
Rega upholds his sense of humanity, even though he is the boss but must be friendly to employees. While still at normal limits.
"But, Sir. I'm —"
"Sorry, I'm busy" interrupted Rega immediately turned around and opened the door. Leaving the woman who was still staring at him with a pushy look.
***
Stella and Rega are sitting at the table of one of the cafes for lunch.
"Ste, what's wrong?" ask Rega curious, because repeatedly seen Stella check her phone.
Stella looked up and shook her head. "My stepbrother came to Jakarta yesterday, but has not contacted me yet."
"What business is he doing here?"
Stella nodded slowly. "It seems like moving to work."
Rega nodded. "Call it" he said, giving advice.
"It's been, but it's never been lifted." Stella wiggles her phone.
"Don't think about it, maybe he's got a place to stay and hasn't been able to tell you yet" Rega said consolingly.
Stella nodded. "Hopefully."
***
Out of the cafe, Stella rejects Rega's offer to deliver her.
"It doesn't matter, Ga. I have business with my customers, I can take a taxi" Stella declined.
"But, Ste. You come here with me, at least let me take you there, "forced Rega
Stella thought for a moment. "All right."
Rega just smiled. Open the car door to Stella, and walk up take a seat behind the wheel, then start running her car.
At the end of the road, a girl in a blue shirt was stuffed into a skirt, and her ponytail hair was staring at Rega's car which was slowly moving away.
The look on his face bent lethargic, looking at the person he had always loved with other women. He could not see how the woman's face was due to the position that her back was in.
He sighed tiredly, painstakingly looking for a taxi to follow his boss who turned out to be with another woman.
"What is Mr. Rega's lover?" sad muttered.
***
It was late afternoon, Stella rushed home from her shop. In the middle of the road he turned to the minimarket to buy some necessities.
Stella is on a row of flour shelves, she intends to make Aiden bread, several times Aiden asked her to make bread but has not been supported by him.
While coolly choosing the flour to buy, someone beside him patted his arm, making himself turn his head.
"Mother Stella?"
Stella turned her head but not yet realizing who this woman in front of her was, she tried to remember.
The woman patted Stella's arm again. "I'm Intan, Ma'am. Masa' same sister herself forgot?" sullenly pouting.
Stella. "Gosh Intan," his screech later, pulled Intan into his arms.
"How are you? You're a big boy now," Stella's seductive judge Intan's appearance from top to bottom.
Intan. "Good, Ma'am. I'm more beautiful, aren't I?" replied Intan posing a model style while raising her eyebrows.
Stella chuckles. "Yes-yes you're very pretty," she said sincerely.
"Why not pick up my phone, bad sister," Stella said later, pinching Intan's nose.
"I'm busy, Ma'am. Hehe," replied Intan stroking his nose.
"Let's go with Mbak to the house, you have to tell a lot," Stella pulled Intan's hand towards the cashier after finishing her shopping.
***
"How are you with Mom and Dad, Tan?" Stella poured the drink into the glass thrusting at Intan.
"Thank God be good, Ma'am," replied Intan received a glass and drank it.
"Dad said you moved to work in Jakarta?"
Intan nodded. His hands stretched out to pick up a snack in the jar. "Yes mbak, move in the head office."
"You stay here just the same Ma'am, Ma'am alone here," suggested Stella sipped her drink.
"I've rented a hostel, Ma'am. For a month."
Intan. "I want to be independent, Mom. Besides, it's deket same as my new office."
Stella nodded slowly. "If you're bored there, you come back here."
"Ready, Ma'am."
*
Because it was late, and tomorrow was also Sunday, Intan decided to stay at Stella's house.
Stella was struggling in the kitchen with some vegetables and a stove.
"Morning, Ma'am," said Intan taking a seat at the dinner table.
"Morning, Tan. Already awake?" stella answered looking back and resumed her activities.
Intan came up to Stella. "What are you doing?"
"Oh? Here, Mommy make cookies."
"No need to bother so much Intan, Intan so embarrassed," replied Intan blushed.
Stella. "Want to?" bargained for.
"Who? Wasn't that Intan Mbak?" tanyanya's confused.
Stella smiled shaken.
"Then? Who's it for, Mommy?" tanyanya.
"Make someone" Stella replied smiling.
Intan smiled widely. "Definitely for Mom's boyfriend?" guess Intan poked Stella's arm.
"Hust, don't worry about you, you don't have a boyfriend" he argued.
"Don't lie, Ma'am. Got no problem either," Goda Intan took the grapes in front of him.
"It's for Aiden."
"Ohh his name is Aiden," said Intan mangosteen eating the grapes.
"He's a kid, Intan. Every time I look at Aiden I think of Rafa" Stella said smilingly, recalling Aiden's adorable face.
Intan who already knew the event stroked Stella's arm.
"How are you? Already have a girlfriend?"
Intan. "For the pedekate process, Ma'am," he replied giggling.
Stella. "Who?" tanyanya.
Intan smiled closer to Stella's ears. "The same boss Intan, Ma'am," he whispered softly.
Stella glares. "Boss?"
Intan nodded. "Don't get me wrong, Ma'am. The boss in Intan's office is young, handsome, cool, good, diligent fitness deh kayaknya," explained Intan dusty, tapping his chin to remember the body of the boss who missed the body goals.
Stella grimaced with a squeak on her forehead. "Where do you know he's been doing so much fitness?"
Still in a position staring at the kitchen ceiling, and holding his face with his hands. "See from the muscles that pop behind the shirt, six pack or eight pack?"
"Aaaaaaa," cried Intan hysterically covering her face with both hands, she blushed.
Stella was just shaking her head at her sister's madness.
Before long the look on Intan's face turned sad to make Stella confused. "Why? Hm?"
Intan let out a long sigh, supporting her face with both hands. "Today I saw she was the same woman, Ma'am. It must be his girlfriend" he replied languidly.
Stella shook her head slowly, smiling at Intan's cute demeanor as she glummed. "You sure it's her boyfriend?"
Intan looked up then shook his head.
Stella stroked Intan's shoulder. "Must be optimistic dong? Who knows it's just his friend" he said encouragingly.
Intan stands up straight. "Yes, Mother. I'll try to get Mr. handsome boss," his determination clenched his hands in the air.
"As long as the witnesses haven't said 'well' I won't give up on your love Mr. handsome boss," he chuckled amusedly at his own words.
Stella chuckled as she heard Intan's words.
Intan is typical of people who are cheerful, chatty and .. yes, shameless if the same handsome boss.
*
Intan sat on the sofa while watching television, his mouth did not stop chewing the snacks on his lap.
Stella is still taking a shower, saying she's going to go see Aiden, who Intan doesn't know what his face looks like.
The phone rang, Intan checked his phone, not his. Maybe Stella, he thought.
Intan got up from the couch looking for Stella's phone ringing, apparently at the dinner table.
The name "Rega" on the screen makes Intan jerk, why the same name?
He hesitated to pick up, but the phone connection was cut off.
Intan sniffed his shoulders and returned to the sofa continuing his activities watching television.
Before long Stella came out of the room, it was neat with a knee-length peach dress and holding the bag in her right hand.
"You don't want to see your phone, do you?" stella asked looking for her phone.
"Tuh, at the dinner table," point Intan with his chin. "Eh, there was a call from Rega, Ma'am, earlier," he continued.
Stella nodded and opened her phone.
"Who is he, Ma'am? A boyfriend?" guess Intan was curious.
"No, he's a friend of Mbak's" he replied without turning his head
"Bak go first huh? You feel at home here, if you need to stay," said Stella walked over.
"Later home, Ma'am. I'll be here again sometime."
Stella nodded. "Mdad go first. Assalamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Intan.
As if remembering he twisted his body. "Sir, Intan's cake take you home?" intan shouted as Stella almost walked out the door.
"Yes, take it."
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**Jeng jeng jeng!!
For what reason has this been updated so early? 😜
This is too much spirit, mah! 😂
Oh yeah, there's a new player? How to add more fun or add bosen ... ??
Jan bosen yah's.. 😚😉**