SEEDS WITHOUT LOVE

16

The owner of Kos nodded his head with Ifan's mobile phone still stuck in his ear listening to Trisna's explanation. He began to understand what was happening at this time and returned the phone to Ifan.

"Mas, why not tell me from the beginning that this mas his son mbak Trisna, if I know there is no way there will be a useless commotion like this" Owner Kos patted the shoulder of Ifan several times

"Do you know my mom?" Ifan does not believe if the person before him knows his mother

"Definitely familiar..... I can have this boarding place also thanks to the help of Mrbak Trisna who willingly gave the building that initially will be made the residence of his employees who have a home away from the company, he said, but because it gets land closer to the company then diverted there. And this building was handed over to me to continue its development, I finally made it for the boarding place. Quite as the monthly income for everyday purposes" Owner Kos explained where he knew Trisna from

"Oh.... " Ifan and Sela spoke together

"Already, now you guys disperse. everything is clear they are already legitimate" Ownernkoe dispersed the crowd.

"So, that room we can stay in forever, ma'am?" Ifan asked expectantly

"May, as long as you have to pay every month"

"Beres Ma'am... " Ifan gave his two thumbs up as a sign if he accepted the deal proposed by the cost owner

"Handering Mas.... After all this place belongs to the mother Mas, so you are free to occupy which room and until anytime do not need to pay at all"

"Gee... Thank you so much ma'am.... " Ifan thanks for being given a room that favored Sela

"So, Mas Ifan plans to stay here forever?" Sela asked after the cost owner left them

"Aren't you the one who wants to stay here, and doesn't want to leave this place? So there's no problem if this room will be our stopover as well"

"Oh. kirain his apartment wants to be sold and choose to live in this small boarding house"

"Better now we go back to the apartment only, More comfortable and free there. Anyway, from now on we only occasionally come here"

"Can't dong, Sela has to come here often"

"For what?"

"If Sela doesn't come here, who will clean this place, I don't want to if I come back here one day this place is dirty. I want this place whenever I move here again to stay clean"

"If it's just cleanliness, it's easy S*yang. let me arrange for people to clean this room every day"

Sela and Ifan left the boarding house and locked it. They chose to return to Ifan's apartment. Sela just went with the current flow of water, following the course of her life while thinking about the business she was about to start.

Choosing a table that is quite aloof but not a VIP table, Sela chose a place that can still communicate with others. Enjoy the food that has been presented in silence and mind of each.

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After getting some advice from his parents, Marcel who felt bullied by his father chose to go calm the mind of driving a car without any definite purpose. Marcel just followed his hands and feet to where his car was going down the street.

Feeling his body that had asked for intake, Marcel chose to pull his car over to a place to eat that he happened to pass and quite crowded visitors, Marcel said, but He had never entered it because this place to eat included the price is quite expensive, although the parents of Marcel the owner of the company but all this time the allowance is not enough if to eat here. This time Marcel did not think about how much money he would spend for this one meal, he would use his special savings card if later his monthly card was not enough.

Greeted by a receptionist and directed to an empty table, Marcel followed in the employee's footsteps with his eyes still fixed on the cellphone in his hand, read some messages that go into the application that many users, and reply if it is urgent and must be immediately on the road, and ignore the messages from his father.

Taking a chair and immediately sitting on it and choosing some lunch menus, Marcel was again busy with his mobile phone. His ears heard the familiar sound, Marcel began to put down his phone and noticed some visitors sitting close to him.

His eyes were fixed on a person sitting behind him, he memorized the shape of the posture and hair that always decomposed long and never tied. But he refused to believe his vision, because at this time he definitely did not have the money to eat in a place like this. Never mind eating in expensive places, just to eat in the stalls alone must be difficult because it already does not have the facilities of its parents.

"There is no way he, instead all his facilities have been withdrawn by Om Prabu" Marcel spoke to himself

"Sorry, what's impossible?" A waitress heard Marcel's words

"It's not you, but there's someone sitting there, it's very similar to a girlfriend, so I don't think it's possible"

"Oh.... They're customers here, but the new female one this time came here"

"Who is that man?" Marcel wondered who that man was

"He is the son of a famous businessman in this city, even he also has his own business and has several business fields. He is also considered the sole heir of his parents and his grandmother. Luckily the girl was able to get close to him, even since then the man was very attentive with the woman" The maid explained with an envious look

"Can I ask for help?" Marcel asked a question

"meaning?" The crew was confused by Marcel's request

"Yes, I was just asking for help so that the woman could look this way, because I needed certainty, whether she was my friend or not" Marcel explained his intention of asking for help

"I will keep my back to him, but I will point my phone camera so I can take pictures of him" Marcel explained

"Oh, but I don't dare mas, I'm sorry yes.it's better to help someone else" the flight attendant refused.

"Please accept" Marcel gave some red paper in his wallet and handed it to the flight attendant