Project Mandor And Young Widow

Madame Adi?

Depi continued to cry bitterly as Adi rushed away leaving the lesehan.

'Sorry Dep, there comes a time when I have to be cruel to you'.

Adi motor shot towards CV Barata Construction bridge project.

20 Minutes later, Adi had parked his motorcycle beside dozens of workers' motorcycles. The world of construction has always been full of sights like this. Old motorbikes that only complete their letters and mirrors, are enough to be their tool for fortune-telling.

Adi smiled thinly.

With steady footsteps, Adi looked towards the workers who were busy installing the bridge linen. This bridge project is very important. Dam the river below him that frustrated Adi some time yesterday.

"Hello boss, tumben here", asked 45-year-old stone mason Paino.

"Yes, just control Mr. No, if it is finished or stay, it can be done for his people", Adi replied while igniting his favorite Diplomat cigarette.

"Where else is the project to the boss?", Paino enthusiastically. He was of course happy to hear Adi got the project again. The child's school fees are safe.

"Dam river in the north coral mill of Gandu sub-district. Far away Lo sir, still want??", Adi investigated.

"Lah Yo Ndak papa to the boss, as long as it is still in Patria city area, I am ready", replied Paino spirit.

"Let's boss, nganggur not good. My wife keeps nagging me if I'm unemployed. Wes to Bose tree there's work, I'm with the boss" said Wiji, a Paino-born porters.

Adi smiled at their words. They said they were sincere. Not expecting more. Just work hard to survive.

"Where are you going?", asked Adi later. From earlier Adi did not see the head of his handyman.

"So here the boss, after getting a call from home, he came home. He said his Paklik died", replied Paino.

"Innalilahi wa Inna ilaihi rojiun. The important thing is even without supervision from Didik, you still work according to working hours" said Adi while looking at the workers.

"Sir No, pick someone up.. If someone comes after me, Mr. No just call".

"Every boss" Paino said.

Adi put his cigarettes for them. Just a momentary jaded reliever for windfall fryers.

After checking the bridge, Adi left the place. His favorite Vixion motor gas pol heading to CV Multi Guna Talud project.

5 Projects at once is the Adi limit of control. More than that, he was unable to. Used to do 6 at once, he auto drop. Then he cocked him.

15 Minutes later, he had arrived at the CV Multi Guna Talud project. Mr. Basuki sent a short message. If you need money, send a photo of the progress of the work.

As soon as he finished parking his motor vehicle, Adi immediately pulled out his smart phone. Then take pictures of his work via the WA application.

Two minutes later, Mr. Basuki sent a 2nd thumb emoticon.

When he was about to approach Molen, his M-banking reads. In 10 million transfers by Mr. Basuki. Adi smiled broadly.

Antok is busy installing stone times on the trap they just made. Some workers were busy leveling the soil with hoes.

They are excited, today Friday and tomorrow Saturday. Time his big kasbon hehehe.

"Tok, the thickness of your partner should not be less loh.. The district inspectorate team is now smart to look for things" said Adi while pointing to the thickness of the couple that is slightly lacking.

"Every boss" said Antok while continuing to arrange the stone stone that time. Fortunately their concrete moles are not at all fussy to this day. So their work can be smooth.

"Eh yes Tok, the receipt note for material from Pak Bakri has been completed?", asked Adi later.

"There's in the boss's bag, do you want to check now the boss?", he asked.

"May, I think there is no more work" Adi replied as she passed under a shady tree across the street.

Antok immediately went up next to the concrete molen. Hand washing on asphalt drum of working water container. Then followed Adi by carrying his backpack. Antok then handed over his delivery note. Slowly Adi checked the note carefully.

Beres. There is no defect. As his upbringing Adi on Antok really succeeded.

"Tok tomorrow kasbon people love how much?", asked Adi looking at Antok seriously.

"Whatever you boss, you're the boss", Antok mimicked the Arabic style of talking on tv.

"Your semprul, in his question and answer instead Wan Abud style", Adi was upset.

"Hehehehe, ane is indeed a descendant of Arab bosses", Antok is styled like an artist of Arab descent on private television.

"Yes you are of Arab descent. Arapatigenah (Plesetan Ora Pati Genah \= Gak so clear) hehehehe", Adi chuckled amusedly.

Antok snarled without saying.

After talking for a while, Adi then wears a jacket and helmet KYT white half face.

"Where's the boss going? Still want control again?", asked Antok kepo.

"Control to the house of in-laws", said Adi while driving his motorbike towards the house of Indri.

Antok just gawking at the word Adi said.

'Since when was the boss married?'.

Adi smiled faintly as she took off her helmet. Dhea was busy playing with her cousin, Wawan's son. Indri is also busy watching YouTube Drakor movies to reduce his boredom. As soon as he saw Adi, the little girl Dhea immediately rushed towards Adi and asked for a sling. Anxiously Adi kissed the boy's puffed cheek.

"Inadvertently not making it fast" Adi replied briefly.

"Well can you?", Indri looked at Adi with curiosity. His legs are still in the cast makes him unable to move freely.

"What the hell can't Adi?", Adi's arrogant science comes out again.

"Yes believe in the mentang mentang project manager..

But seriously om Ganteng, made quickly for what??", Indri still ngeyel.

"Yes in order to be able to mengapelin you longer lah", the death of the Duren succeeded in making Jamu Klepek klepek.

Indri's face flushed like a boiled crab.

"It's a really smart guy that makes me float'

"Ihh the handsome om what the hell?", Indri looked down embarrassed. Although not as handsome as Lee Min Ho and as cool as Tom Cruise, the charm of one-child widower is indeed more than the guy who has approached Indri.

Tik tok tik tok

Tik tok tik tok

The sound of the roving meatballs stirred the soul of the Dhea hawk.

"Father meatballs"

"Look dad bought it", Adi held the little girl waiting for a meatball around.

Not long after, the meatball salesman approached.

"The meatballs are 2 servings yes.. That's a portion of pentol. Do not use sausage or chili", said Adi sama mas mas meatball seller.

"Ready mas", replied the meatball seller.

"Mrs Adi, want meatballs?", cried Adi from the street.

'What? What did he call me? Mrs Adi?', Indri gawked at the sound.

"For a moment, it looks like the woman needs to check into ENT deh", said Adi to the meatball seller and rushed to Indri while still holding Dhea.

Indri remained silent.

"Woy, if asked, dong replied! ", grumbled Adi.

"E-eh yes, emmmm", Indri stuttered to speak.

"Ah uh uh uh, listen didn't I say what?", Adi investigated.

"Mrs Adi", Indri replied innocently.

"Therefore??" Adi's eyes still probing.

"What are you?? Mboh forgot.", Indri looked down. His facial expression really makes Adi anxious.

"Eat him do not dream much.

Want a meatball?', asked Adi later.

Indri nodded his head slowly. Adi rushes back to the meatball vendor waiting for him. Indri grumbled in his heart.

'I'm like this because who's trying?'

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Who because of who?

Does anyone know?

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