Ravana's Note: Scandal
Ravana Note 55: End of Season
Returning home from the funeral of the Ahmad Family, a talented Garnet Land staff man, coffee lover, and his attitude was always panicked, Ravana closed his eyes in remembrance of Ahmad's departure. Every memory, every event, every interaction.
Earlier when he met Ahmad's family, without revealing his true identity, all greeted him kindly. Ahmad's mother always cried when talking, but Ahmad's father was always excited when telling his youngest child.
Call Ravana a coward, he does not dare to use his true identity because he feels all ‘travel’ his friends is his fault. He considers his existence brings misfortune to many people. Including those who do not know anything like Ahmad, Rosana, and many others who died.
“This is the last,” murmured Mr. Rey. He always accompanied Ravana wherever. “Pak Iwan still want to work with a figure like this?”
“Front month I will enter the office with my actual,” Ravana down while rubbing his face. This is the 17th house, the last house he visited in 3 days to convey his grief and provide compensation from the company. “Pak Rey herself how? Still want to work in that building?”
“Pak,” Mr Rey drives with a smile on his face, “How can I leave all the memories there? All the events that we experienced later, made my relationship with the building very close,”
Ravana nodded weakly. “Maybe now, they won't come again. Everything is free except Pak Firman half who is the land guardian,”
“Ah yes, I have met him,” Pak Rey chuckles. “He is not tangible Mr. Firman. He was so big that he touched the ceiling, fanged like a cakil and his eyes were red. Feathers meet his body.”
“Yes, that's how the original came to be,”
“She's just growling at me. If he is like that, he cannot talk. But suddenly he laughed and patted me on the shoulder. As if we have known for a long time,” said Mr. Rey.
“He is indeed classified as friendly and actually not a type of bully, but still we should not interact with them too often, Sir,” said Ravana.
“Yes, I agree,” Pak Rey nodded her head. “By the way, the refurbishment for the 7th floor will start tomorrow yes Sir, also the 15th floor and the 3.” basement
“Ya, thank you,”
“Father is sure to move the entire room of President Director on the 15th floor?!”
“Iya, the floor is mine and my staff line-up,”
“Man staff or other staff,”
“Later also you know, hehe,”
“Ya it's up to you, anyway.” Mr. Rey scratched the back of his head in confusion. “Then 7th floor for Marketing room. My room,”
“Iya, please want to lay out like what, how expensive, make yourself Mr. Rey comfortable,”
“That's a bribe huh?”
“Betul, hehehehe,”
“The comfort of furniture still I imagine that the floor is the forerunner of all this happening,”
“Yes don't imagine,”
“Talk is easy,”
Then they both smiled wryly again.
“Dan... This last one, Mr Iwan does not want to change his mind?”
“Ngak,”
“Yes for God, Sir,”
“I said I don't want to change my mind,”
“Jeez, it's crazy that I have a President,”
What Mr. Rey meant was Basement 3 and 4. It was there that he and Sisca met for the first time. Also his last farewell to the woman.
Various bodies were scattered there, embedded in the wall, embedded in the ceiling, it may be a mass grave.
And a suitable place for...
“Waduh Leeeeeeee, slick tenan iki loooh!” eyang Gandhes admired the crystal statue of a goddess with a Sisca-like face in the middle of the room.
“Finally can have a house in the middle of Jakarta right Eyang,”
“Lah iyo, Hehe,” Eyang Gandhes kissed Ravana's cheeks on the left and right, “Still yes,” sahutnya with face sumringah.
“My room where?” Tirem's battery came while carrying a large suitcase. Followed by Kinasih who enjoyed flying left and right while laughing. The aura of the place is so terrible even though now the room has been made very luxurious with various marble and crystal.
“In the West Ki, existing rooms library,”
“Udah there is a sofa for the fall right yak?”
“Complete with worktable and a set of computers make play The Sims,”
“Hanupis lah Wan, hehehehe,” excitedly he walked towards the western part.
“Those sure want to stay here? This basement loh eyang, no open room,”
“Yakin, dong. You have created a garden with an artificial waterfall there,”
“That's the place Kinasih,”
“Yes same is ‘taman in’ title,” Eyang giggled while waving, “Lagian here very deket same Mall that there is outlet Michael Kors, I just walk to it, I just walk there, wis lah adem I neng kene,”
“Iya in the Mall is also a lot of friends Kinasih,”
“Yes that old Mall, let them socialite there,”
And they both grinned.
Also, now the problem...
“If Eyang Beard be Father, so I call him not Eyang Beard anymore huh?” Sita glanced at Ravana while watching Mr. Sebastian and Ms. Milady dance in the living room.
“Ya calls him Papa,”
“Kok Om Trevor calls him ‘Ayah’,”
“Upon you want to call Papa or Dad,”
“Hem, nothing compliant Om,”
“Indeed you think it's appropriate what?”
“Bossman,”
“Do not, in addition to already there is a female novel with that title, which is actually the Boss in this house tuh Mama,”
“Om Trevor why not call Mama ‘Mama’?”
“Oh, because Om Trevor is older than Mama,”
“Ke Russia nyamperin his wife and children,”
“Whose name?”
“Mbak Mitha,”
“Why is he in Russia?”
“Iya Mbak Mitha takes care of the company Eyang Beard there,”
“So here all businessmen yes, Om?”
“Hm,” Ravana turned to look at Sita. The boy with a neat braid by Bu Milady, and a colorful headset wrapped around his neck, “Call me Iwan, don't use Om, Now we're brothers,”
“Oke,”
Then they fell silent while staring at the wall clock.
A few seconds at 8 p.m.
5,
4,
3,
2,
“Yuk!!” rahwana exclaimed as she headed for her room.
“Mabaaar, mabaaaar!” exclaim Sita happy while walking jumping up and down.
Play Together (Mabar) online game this time attended by many people who have agreed after hours. Because Miss Milady is absent this time, so her presence was replaced by Sita.
It seems their lives could go well.
However,
Not with...
BRAKK!!
“Anjay!” lamented Ai as a thick novel smashed into her forehead.
“If you want to enter the room first, Bodyguard Ngondek!” Maria Zhang Hysteris.
“Woy, Mamag! You got a row of greetings that can be calm in the room, huh?! Other status eike nih bodigat you, it's definitely straight to the set!!”
(Meaning ‘staight to the set’ is directly into TKP do not think again. Mamag is short for Mary Magdalene).
“He was there!”
“Where is it?”
“There, in that corner,” Maria pointed to the corner of the room near her study table.
“What does he mean he can be there? All this time he couldn't get to this unit,”
“Say he was angry that you were near me. She thinks you're my girlfriend,”
“Bidih, there is a handsome devil ngiri same akoooh! Wahahahaha!”
“Campret! Why are you so proud?! Demon bulls, who are not afraid huh!?”
“Heh denger ye,” Ai approached Maria while squinting, “Eike still suspicious of you. Usually if there are people followed astral it never made a sin in the past. Inget you never wronged anyone, so?”
“Yes I bully a lot, I'm a model. Competition for the top of the top is tough! Surely I have to put out a sharp tongue and various strategies so I can be a femes!”
“What does it look like you don't want? He's handsome, you forgot?”
“No inget Aiiiiiii, if you meet still alive anyway maybe my attitude will change woooi. He haunts me in a bloody form huh where might I not be hysterical?”
“Hem,” Ai ruffled her waist while staring around her. “You move from here, just try who knows not to be followed again,”
“Eh? Where?”
“By the way, you can cook no?” Ai grinned.
“Ngak,”
“Sip, let me be taught with Mamah Eike, be peking yiuk us!”
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Dear faithful reader Novel Akoooooh, hehehe.
The novel of Ravana's note is quite up here.
By various considerations, I, Elegant Author Sejagad NT, will make travel novels Iwan, AI, and his friends in several books.
But do not worry, Iwan will still appear in the next novel, his love journey with ‘ehem’ is not finished. But because many scenes will feature Ai and Maria, so it feels like the title of this novel is not suitable.
Next, watch their story in the other 2 series,
Note Ai: Bodyguard Ngondek
And,
Rumi's Note: Commander Jutek
The genre is still horror but mostly comedies (you know me, timid but reckless), and pray for me. Hahaahaha.
While waiting, please go to ‘Novel Ngakeljak’ Author another titled :
Papa, I Love Your Wife, I,
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Love u all a cup of coffee
