Replacement Boss In The Inn

48. Grief News

Ossa had crouched down beside Zoan's feet and faced off. The man immediately looked up to raise his face when it felt that Ossa had returned from buying a drink.

His face was not as pale as when he was tired earlier. Mamun, his eyes were very red and wet. There were no tears flowing from his eyes.

"Ossa," said Zoan looking at Ossa as he reached out and held onto Ossa's shoulder.

"Boss Zoan, what's wrong? You cried? Why did the bike crash?" tanya Ossa bertila's. Zoan had never once looked so tangled and confused before.

"Ossa, I'll send you to the inn in the Thousand Islands tonight. You just take a plane to Soekarno Hatta airport. From Karawang, you find an official taxi to take you to the inn. You dare?" Zoan looked at Ossa with increasingly watery eyes.

"I fly by myself? Boss Zoan stay here?" asked Ossa nervously. Feeling that his hopes of getting a bit of Zoan's heart failed miserably eventually. But why,, Zoan still mused his face deeply.

"I will also fly from Ahmad Yani airport, Semarang, the same as you. But our goals are not the same. You go to Soekarno-Hatta, I go to Bandar Seri Begawan in Brunei Darussalam," replied Zoan lirih. Even his lips were slightly opened with a mouth that seemed to be motionless.

"Why, boss Zoan? What's wrong with you? Why did you cry like that? To Brunei, following Mr Arzaki?" tanya Ossa sounded worried. His feelings were suddenly very unpleasant. Zoan was wiping the puddles in his eyes with the sleeves of a shirt

"My brother was in an accident in the town of Bandar Seri Begawan. On the way to the airport" Zoan explained. Immediately lowered his face back. Ossa was flabbergasted, as if he could not believe it.

"Bennnarkaah,,,?? How's Mr. Arzaki and the family doing,,??" tanya Ossa made sure in a cautious tone. Hope Zoan will explain in more detail.

"Ossa, my sister-in-law and my two nieces were victims at the scene. Mas Zaki and one of his children are being critical. I'll be coming to Brunei tonight, Ossa."

Zoan explained as his hand held back Ossa's shoulder. The girl in front of him looked open. I feel like I am dreaming.

Like just yesterday separated from the Arzaki family. Just yesterday helped to bathe and dress those adorable children's clothes. Just yesterday accompanied the lovely lady Arzaki cook in the lodging kitchen. It felt like just yesterday they were waving at each other as the Arzaki family left the inn in a taxi.

Ossa also sat down like lost energy body soul. Although Mr. Arzaki's family is just the boss at the inn, but it feels like they are like one family.

Ossa still couldn't believe his thoughts. It is sadder to also imagine how heartbroken Mr. Arzaki was with the calamity that suddenly hit his family.

Zoan, pity that guy too. Shattered slamming energy and head for the sake of mutual success. But what is happening now is also happening to him. However, Zoan is also the one who will definitely suffer and suffer Mr. Arzaki. Given how dear and caring the man is to Mr. Arzaki and his family.

Ossa was very sad. Can't be held back from shedding tears. Although Zoan could be said to not cry. But it was very clear that Zoan's heart and head were both screaming.

"Let's go home now. But, are you hungry, Ossa?" asked Zoan after standing up straight back up. Ossa looked at for a moment. It feels like I really don't want to eat. But remember that even Zoan had not eaten and had expended a lot of energy for cycling, Ossa nodded his head.

"Yes, I'm very hungry" Ossa replied. Zoan nodded his head.

"We take time to eat first" Zoan said. Then walk with Ossa to the restaurant which is also in the area of Sriguting Park..

"Boss Zoan, what's the bike?" ask Ossa. The bicycle was left in the park. Ossa, who felt himself helpless pedaling, let alone Zoan.

"I cannot guide. I'll just change the money." said Zoan while cramming the food. Ossa also nodded in understanding. Then also push the spoon into the mouth of his feet.

The food was very slow to finish. They both tried to finish the plate in a mute. Food that all felt bland, just kept crammed. Zoan also felt that eating activities that evening was only a necessity. Realize if he needs a charger in his body.

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Ossa glanced at Zoan who continued to throw away his gaze. It was hard to let the shaken man head to the battlefield alone.

"Boss Zoan," call Ossa in doubt.

"What's wrong?" ask Zoan without changing all positions and views.

"Do boss Zoan need a friend? I am willing to accompany you to Brunei City" Ossa said expectantly.

Unexpectedly, Zoan moved quickly and straightened his seat. Looked at Ossa and stared.

"I really like what you say, Ossa. You offered to come along. Honestly, I want to take you. Akuu, I really want to take you as a harem, Ossa," Zoan leaned back against his back. Like a load on his chest.

"Then, why wasn't I invited?" asked Ossa again with a thumping feeling for a moment. Zoan looked at him with a glare at him.

"You stand guard at the inn. While you have no task. Help if anyone seems troubled. Remind the new manager at the inn about the free massage, Ossa. I've emailed him about the deal with Mr. Today."

Zoan said heavily. It's like a lot of trouble talking. It feels so uninspired.

"Yes, boss Zoan," Ossa said, hiding his disappointment. It doesn't feel like we're going to go far with Zoan. Always expect to be taken anywhere. Want to be next to him anytime. But whatever the power, Zoan will send him back to the inn.

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Ahmad Yani Airport still looks cool even though the night. Even the queue to buy tickets directly looks very long. Almost at all ticket counters, connect prospective passengers who queue to buy tickets and register. Ossa was just tested through it even with impatience.

"Boss Zoan, this, this, your ticket and your card" Ossa stalls out the book of airfare and a credit card that Zoan had used earlier. Zoan asks Ossa to buy a ticket by himself, while he sits leaning back but follows the queue with his eyes.

"What time is your flight?" ask Zoan. Opening his ticket book.

"Awhile more. There's another one at nine. But I don't want to wait alone. Boss Zoan flew in half an hour after me," Ossa explained in a sad voice.

"You're gonna check in?" asked Zoan to close back the ticket book in his hand. Ossa nodded.

"Yes, I have to re-enroll now. Boss Zoan, you be careful, yes," said Ossa as he stepped back to look at Zoan.

Zoan did not respond. Just silently looked uneasily at him.

"Assalamu'alaikum," greet Ossa with a heavy taste. Sad to leave Zoan alone.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," said Zoan when Ossa had turned around. The girl stepped in a hurry very quickly for the sake of encouraging herself.

Ossa has certified his ticket at the check-in department. The stuff Ossa brought was not much. There was no baggage launched there. Only a shoulder bag and a large bag can be carried to the cabin.

Ossa went up the escalator to the second floor at the airport. The plane that was carrying him was about to arrive and Ossa was hunting for the waiting gate number listed on his ticket. Rumbling for hunting time, forgetting for a moment of sadness to the abandoned Zoan.

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