
Isabella helps Cantika clean up the writing equipment belonging to the little girl, because Cantika's study time is over.
After teaching Cantika several times, Isabella began to enjoy her side job. Isabella also did not consider her current activities as a burden to her. Moreover, the child he gave private lessons quickly understood the material he taught.
" See you on Thursday, Cantika." Isabella says goodbye to her tutoring student.
" Bye, sister Bella." said Cantika then went into his room carrying his learning equipment that had been tidied up by Isabella.
" Hmmm, Ma'am Bella. Can I ask you a question?" Cyhtia asked Isabella for permission to ask her when she saw her daughter had finished studying with Isabella.
" What do you ask, Mom?" Isabella was seriously listening to what Cyntia wanted to ask her, because she thought that it was related to her job of teaching Cantika.
" Hmmm, I'd like to ask you about being personal." Cyntia explains the questions that will be asked regarding privacy.
" What's the matter, Mom?" Isabella feels suspicious if what she wants to ask is about her Papih's wife.
" Hmmm, the woman who is with Mbak Bella and Papih Mbak Bella is stepmom Mbak Bella, huh?" cyntia asked with curiosity.
Isabella breathed in slowly. Exactly as she expected if the thing that Cihtia wanted to ask was about Grace.
" Hmmm, yes, Mom." she replied in a lazy tone.
" Have you been married a long time?"
" It's only been a few weeks."
" Ow, deserved .. still looks so young."
Really, Isabella felt very embarrassed to hear Cyhtia say about her Papih's wife who looks very young.
" How old is Bella?" ask Cyntia again.
" A year above me, Mom." Isabella is uncomfortable with the questions of Cyntia. But if he did not answer, he was afraid that he would be considered disrespectful and afraid that Cyntia would feel offended.
" Just one year? I'm the same child continued me difference age of five years above me even. His father Cantika is also a difference far the same age I am. Thirty years. Yeah, how else? Maybe he's with a grown man." Without being asked, Cyntia actually told Isabella about her personal life. And it makes Isabella shocked to know the age gap between Cyntia and her Papa Cantika adrift up to thirty years. Much worse with the age difference Papihnya with Garce who only nineteen years adrift.
" Still mending you with stepmom you can gather and eat one table. My next child didn't even know his father had a young wife. Because my status is always hidden by my husband from his family." Shamelessly Cyntia unlocks her secret as the mistress of a boss.
" But, it's okay, anyway! The important thing is that my life and Cantika are assured. Than to get a younger husband but make life suffer." Cyntia continued to tell stories, while Isabella chose silence to give no response to Cyntia's personal life.
" Eh, I'm sorry if I'm so much of a story. Maybe Sister Bella wants to go home, please ...."
" I'll say it first, Mom. Ariston ..." Not wasting any time, Isabella immediately said goodbye to Cyntia.
" Waalaikumsalam .." - Cyntia.
Isabella rushes out of Cyntia's apartment and orders an online motorcycle taxi that will take her home as Vito has been busy with work from Rizal for several days.
" You're going home, right?"
When he got out of the lobby of the apartment, someone talking to Isabella made Isabella aghast. Especially when he saw it, Joe was the one who asked him at the time.
" Hmmm, I-yes, sister." Isabella answered nervously because she was afraid of Joe.
" Want me to take you home?" Joe offered to drive Isabella.
" Oh, no, brother! I ordered an online service." Isabella quickly rejected Joe's offer.
" It's OK. Next time you want to go home, do not have to order the ojek online again. Let me drive you." Joe suggests that next time Isabella ask him to help her drive home.
" Don't bother, brother. Usually a friend picks me up! It just so happens today I can't pick up." Isabella refused Joe's offer.
" I'll excuse you, brother." Isabella rushes to leave Joe, as she fears lingering near Joe.
" It's pretty too. It seems to be innocent and untouched." A thin grin was seen at the corner of Joe's lips looking at Isabella's departure from her presence.
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Rivaldi was checking the draft cooperation with a new client when his phone rang. He looked at the cell phone he had placed on his desk. Jimmy's name appears on the screen of his phone.
" Hello, what's up, Jim?" Rivaldi quickly answered the phone call.
" Amanda Cyntia? Who's she?" Rivaldi is intrigued by the figure of Cyntia Amanda.
" From my men's investigation, she's the mistress of a wealthy businessman, boss." Jimmy returned to deliver what he got from investigating his men.
" So, Joe's only working on that woman?" ask Rivaldi less sure.
" What does the boss think? If you hear the story about Joe's football, it seems unlikely that he is just a personal bodyguard, boss. Moreover, the woman named Cyntia was young while the businessman who became her husband was more than middle-aged," Jimmy replied explaining the possibility that Joe was not just a bodyguard for Cyntia.
" Okay, Jim."
" Do I have to investigate Joe again, boss?" ask Jimmy then.
" Yes, Jim. Please keep an eye on him, lest he approach Aunt Agatha." Rivaldi was worried that Joe would retaliate for what Agatha did a few days ago.
" Okay, boss." said Jimmy later.
Rivaldi ended his phone call after hearing an answer from Jimmy and put his phone back where it was.
Rivaldi let out a long breath. I don't know why he's curious about Joe, the man who used to be close to Grace. He orders Jimmy to investigate Jimmy. And somehow, even though Grace is married to Rizal, it doesn't make her relationship with Agatha any worse. He still has a good relationship with the woman, until he is willing to attend the Agatha fashion show held last weekend.
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A luxury car enters Rizal's office yard, making security guard look towards the car door to find out who the person visiting his boss' office is.
A handsome and handsome man came out of the car with his briefcase. The man walked over to the security who had been watching him since.
" Good day, sir. Find who, yeah?" asked Mr. Jun, the security guard this morning was on guard.
" What does Rizal have?" ask the man to Jun.
" Rizal sir is there, sir. Sorry, who's with you, huh?" Pak Jun asked the person who intended to meet with Rizal according to his duty.
" Say Dirga wants to meet." Dirga, the man who owns the luxury car, mentioned his name to Pak Jun.
" Oh, let's go ahead, sir." Seeing the appearance of Dirga perlente, made Pak Jun immediately bring Dirga into the office without reporting first.
" Mas Vito, there are guests who want to meet with Mr. Rizal." When he arrived upstairs, Jun told Vito about Dirga's arrival.
" Mister Dirga? Good day, Mr. Dirga. How's things going?" When he saw Dirga's presence, Vito immediately greeted and approached the property boss. Vito and his boss had helped Dirga overcome the problems faced by Dirga at that time, so he also knew who Dirga was.
" As you can see, Vito. Is your boss around?" Now Dirga asked Vito, while Pak Jun immediately left them to return to his original place.
" Rizal sir is there, sir." Vito stepped towards the door of Rizal's room.
Tok tok tok tok
After knocking on the door, Vito opened the door of Rizal's study.
" Please, Mr. Dirga." Vito allows Dirga to enter the room of his boss without waiting for orders from Rizal, because he knows if the person who visited is an important person who is a friend of his own boss.
Rizal turned his head towards the door of his room when he saw the door opened by Vito. And when Vito mentioned Dirga's name, immediately his forehead creased. He immediately got up when he found the appearance of the man behind Vito.
" Well, what wind made you come to my base, boss?" Rizal immediately approached Dirga, doing a man-style greeting by pitting his fist with Dirga's hand.
" I want to finish my promise, Zal. Gave you a wedding present and your young wife." Dirga grinned about Rizal about young wife.
" Boss, I really don't feel good about receiving that gift. I also did not expect to be given a wedding gift from you. Just give me a prayer for my wedding this time to last." Rizal is still reluctant to accept the granting of one apartment unit that Dirga gave to him.
" That's for sure, Zal!" sahut Dirga fast. " Oh yeah, by the way, where did you get that young lady, Zal?" Dirga was still curious how Rizal could marry a woman much younger than Rizal's own age. " Is she not your daughter's friend you're dating?" Dirga returned to grinning.
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