
Devan is a 27-year-old single man. A director of an online sales start-up company in a fairly competitive capital city in the country. The company that has stood and developed rapidly over the last 5th, making Devan Govinda son of shin bergelimang treasure. Besides because he was already a descendant of the sultan since birth.
Devan sits in his oversized chair, with his back and eyes closed. It was as if he was resting his body and mind.
Tocktails
The sound of her room door being knocked.
"Lake in!"
Krieett..
Door opens.
Gerald's assistant came to give a report. With a map and some files in hand.
"Please check and sign Mr. Devan."
Devan confirmed his sitting position and began researching the details of the report he was thrust into.
"Have you found out about that girl named Angga Putri?"
"Here you go, Mr. Dev." Gerald handed Devan a tablet.
Devan's eyes surfed following the movements of his fingers on that lit screen.
"All right! Get him to work in my apartment!" while handing the tablet he held to Gerald.
"Okay Sir!"
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Huuueeeek......
Angga spewed out all his entrails in the toilet of a rental house where he was assigned to work now. Angga leaned his back against the cold toilet wall.
His body was limp, cold sweat pouring from his temples and forehead. He's setting his breath. It's heavy! It is not easy to maintain his body and keep working in a young pregnant condition like now. His body seemed to refuse. God, what should he do? He must not be weak, he must not stop, how the fate of his brothers will be. They wait for him to send money every month. Her brother's future is still bright. He cannot be weak and give up.
Back Angga established themselves. Strengthening his diligence, and re-starting his work.cleaning the toilet, sweeping, mopping, disposing of garbage and so on are commonly done by a clining service.
After his work was completed Angga drove his motorbike back to the dealer's office returning the inventory motor as his transportation.
"People! From tomorrow you don't have to come again!"
DEG!
"Tap-Tap-but why brother?"
Good Lord! What other trials are these? Not finished the problem of pregnancy that collapsed her life, now she was faced with a statement from one of the staff who asked her not to come again. That means he's not working.
"Sa - what did I do wrong, brother?" a pale aura was already evenly distributed on his face. She was worried that if her pregnancy was discovered, then it was over. He was fired and no one would hire a pregnant woman. Therefore, he had to endure whatever happened. For the sake of his sisters in the village.
"No! You are not wrong Ang. Your face does not need to be like that." said one of the staff who was handed the key Gina motorbike name.
"So gini Ang! Here, which is still free! And it just so happens that someone needs ART to be placed in his apartment." explained Mbak Gina," I'll take you there later. And tomorrow you can start working there."
Angga was relieved to hear it. He thinks he's gonna get fired. He always does his best as long as he works never assortment and never miss work. The only thing she's been exposed to is her pregnancy. If caught, he will definitely be dismissed. Because it was as powerful as Angga hiding it. Because He also did not have enough heart to decide on another life in his body.
Gina pulled out an access card to open the apartment door.
"So Ang, it's your job to clean this whole apartment. Come in the morning and go home after your work is done." she stepped in." Today the owner of this apartment is out of town. Tomorrow the day after tomorrow he'll be back. So you clean it up before the owner gets home."
Angga nodded his head in understanding, he still followed Gina behind.
"I'll show you the whole room of this apartment. So tomorrow you know where to start." continued Gina again.
The apartment has 2 bedrooms. One is larger as the main room, and the other is smaller. There is a family room, a kitchen next to the living room. And one workspace, adjoining the vitnes area.
After they finished, they returned not to forget Gina handed the fitting card to Angga.
"Sister!" Angga timidly tried to open his voice." Tomorrow morning, do I go to that apartment using the inventory motor as transportation?" he hesitated a little. How else, he doesn't have a vehicle. I don't have enough money to buy it either. Until he dared to ask. Even if he is sure of the answer. But what's wrong with trying to ask.
Gina smiled understandably, "Tomorrow you'll just use my bike."
Angga looked up at Gina with a surprised look.
"You've been put in that apartment. So the office no longer provides transportation for you. You can use my motorcycle temporarily for transportation. Come to the office early tomorrow, okay?"
Gina is a good person, she quite understands the condition of Angga. And for five months working for him, Angga was very satisfying. There has never been any complaints from clients handled by Angga.
"Thank you, sister Gina!" said Angga with teary eyes.
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Morning, as agreed. Angga came early in the morning and immediately drove his motorcycle towards the apartment. Arriving there, Angga immediately cleaned the entire room painstakingly. He was quite satisfied, the place was snuggled and tidy, not a single dust was left behind.
After his work was completed, Angga returned. It was not until one day was over. He can rest in the room. In the morning, Angga cleaned the apartment again. Now it looks a little messy. Signs there was life there last night. At 9 am, the owner of the apartment has left for work. He can freely do his job.
Starting from sweeping, mopping, collecting garbage leftovers of food and drinks on the guest table, suddenly his stomach churned. Forcing her to run to the nearest bathroom immediately.
Hooooeekk.... Hooooeekkkkk ....
After spewing enough of his stomach contents, Angga leaned his back on the parapet next to him.
"You okay?"
The voice of a man's bus shocked him...
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