
A few days ago, Leo contacted Bimantara, to discuss the concept and idea of the right business to run them together. The emergence of cafes and booth booths that are mushrooming makes former school friends Bimantara thought of opening the business. Incidentally, the location he just found is quite strategic, located near the campus and there is no cafe or booth boba so it is very sure that their business will succeed.
Leo promised to invite Bimantara survey place that would become their place of business. However, for three days now the former school friend did not give any news at all even his phone number was not active.
"What's so weird, why isn't his phone number active? Is it possible he's back home until there's no signal there?" bimantara Gumam. The man was still trying to think positively even though deep down there was a sense of anxiety because he had given a large enough amount of money to pay rent and renovation costs the building that later became their place of business to Leo.
Bimantara again pressed Leo's number, then placed a 6.5-inch flat object in the ear and waited until the phone connection was connected. However, for the umpteenth time Leo's phone number can not be contacted only the voice of the operator is heard.
There is a feeling of worry in Bimantara and various negative thoughts appear in the mind of the man. What if Leo was a fraud? Then what about the fate of the amount of money that he has given to his former school friend if Leo is indeed a fraud? Will the money come back or just disappear?
Shaking the head weakly. "Leo can't fool me. We have been friends since we were in high school. The address of his home and workplace I know. So, how could he trick me." Bimantara tried to convince himself that what was feared was impossible.
In the living room, Emma sat comfortably leaning on the sofa while eating apples that had been peeled before by Bimantara. Occasionally he stared at the television screen that was displaying news in the country.
"Ck! Nowadays everyone wants to be rich, but does not want to work. The ends of the trickster people with a bodong investment mode. And worse yet, the victims are easily deceived just because they are tempted by sweet promises. Really stupid!" cibir Emma while continuing to put pieces of fresh apples into the mouth.
Although Bimantara is quite strict in managing money but the man still pay attention to the nutrition of Emma and the baby in the womb of the wife. He does not want their prospective children to lack nutrition just because they live frugally. At least foods containing fiber, pregnant milk and fruits are always available in the kitchen.
Emma turned her head to the side when she heard the creaking sound of the door being opened wide. Then shortly thereafter appeared the figure of Bimantara with a pouting face.
"Why is your face pouting? Make my mood crumble just look at your ugly face so," snorted Emma annoyed. He stomped his feet on the floor tight and placed the bowl on the glass table until two objects collided. "If you have a problem, don't drag me into it. I'm bad enough to have your son. So don't add to my burden!"
Bimantara threw her buttocks on a sofa separated from Emma's current position. Sighing in a rough breath, then staring softly at the wife. "I haven't been able to contact Leo in three days. Every time I call, only the voice of the operator answers. Though he promised to take me to survey our place of business, but until now there is no news."
Emma's eyeballs glared at the words of Bimantara. "So you haven't seen him since? When did you give him a sizable amount of money?"
Emma got up from the sofa and then pulled a sharp glare at the figure of the man sitting across from her. Raising the voice of the woman said, "Dumb husband! How did that happen? Are you trying to get home and work addresses?" spray the woman, powerless to hold back the mounting anger.
"Before giving the money, you should investigate first do not carelessly give thanks! If he turns out to be your fraud, how? The money saved for my son's future is gone so dong!" sulk Emma fiery. It was obvious that her eyes were full of anger in her beautiful eyes.
Bimantara takes a deep breath, then exhales slowly. It's very understandable why Emma could be that angry with him. He could not blame the woman for being too rash in his actions.
"Honey, we can't accuse Leo carelessly before there is evidence. Yes ... Maybe at this time he is going home to his hometown and there is no signal so the message I sent did not enter and the phone call was not connected. Yes, you can't be angry first. Tomorrow I try to go to her house and work place," Bimantara persuaded, trying not to get carried away and cause their household relationship more tenuous.
Fingers gently rubbed Emma's shoulders gently. "Do not emotion, pity our child in the womb. He could be surprised to hear you get angry all the time."
Emma sneered and rolled her eyes lazily. "Yes, I'm not going to grumble anymore. But promise, tomorrow you'll find your friend. I don't want our son's savings to be taken away by him. Understood?"
Bimantara put a smile on the corner of her lips. "understand. You better sit down again and enjoy the remaining pieces of apples so that our children are healthy in your womb."
Without refuting a bit Emma obeyed the orders of Bimantara. The woman again sat sweetly in the original place while receiving a bribe from the husband. Bimantara seems so loyal to serve his wife who is now two-bodied.
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