
"Lho, since when did Mr Jonathan come home?" Someone suddenly said so, which made Joe jerked in shock so that he dropped the padlock in his hand.
Bruk!
The object has been successfully opened, but unfortunately— Joe's plan to come out without being discovered has failed, because Aldi woke up from his sleep and immediately stared at Joe.
"Ish Auntie!" Joe clucked in annoyance, when he saw the person who made his plan fail was his housekeeper.
The woman wearing the negligee was carrying a bag of garbage, about to throw it towards the barrel in front. But he accidentally saw Joe and so he asked.
"Why, Sir? And when did you come home? Auntie just found out?" ask Aunt again.
"What do you want in front of the gate? And where are you going?" ask Aldi who has stepped over to Joe.
"As far as I go, it's none of your business!" joe shouted, as soon as he opened the gate and stepped towards the side of the road.
But when his hand waved towards the taxi, his arm was suddenly blocked by Aldi. The man kept him from leaving.
"Let me take you, where are you going? Just do not meet Miss Syifa," said Aldi.
'Your destination wants to see Syifa.' Joe grumbled inwardly, staring intently at the servant Aunt who was still standing on the spot with a confused look. I wanted Joe to scold her, but it felt like it was all pointless. "I want to go to Sandi's house."
"Who's password?"
"Why are you so pampered? Get your car out, if you want to drive me!" berang Joe brushed aside Aldi's hand, making the man's large body's hand detach from his arm.
"Origin! Up, Al!" aldi shouted to his friend, but the man was still asleep with his mouth gaping. And the one who woke up was a security guard. "Sir! Please wake my friend!" his orders spoke to the security guard.
"How dare you order my house security!" joe's grumbling seemed to be unacceptable. "He's the one who paid me and why don't you just take your car, anyway?" added ranting.
"Later if I take the car, you run away again. It's better that Ali took it."
'Can't he read my mind?' joe's mind did not expect. He had a thought like that earlier.
After the security guard managed to wake Ali from his sleep, now they both drive Joe by riding their car. Heading to Sandi's house that Joe told me about.
To be honest there is nothing to do to meet Sandi, but because confused looking for an excuse, so Joe said like that.
'Okay Joe think about it. How do I get these two assholes to not follow me, Joe's mind thinks hard. He immediately reached into his pants pocket to pick up the phone and immediately punched it.
But, unfortunately, the phone is not on. And when activated it turns off again due to the exhaustion of battery power.
'I could have forgotten to shake. Ah that sucks!' Back, all Joe can do is curse in the heart.
"Does Sandi have anything to do with Miss Syifa, sir?" ask Aldi who is still curious who is Sandi, who wants to be met by Joe.
"Tell me don't poke, yeah, don't poke!" reply Joe's angry. "Your job is just to follow me where I'm going, right? You don't need to know my business!" he added tightly, then turned his face towards the window.
"Soh, Sir ... Sir, judes is very. Later can-can quickly old, you know," ledek Aldi.
"Bodo very!" Joe cut his lips, then cut him.
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Seeing Joe get out of the car first, Aldi and Ali rush down and follow him to the house, which happens to be slightly open.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Sandi," said Joe who stood in front, then knocked on his door.
"Greetings Walaikum" said someone who came and widened the door. But not Sandi, but her mother named Sari. She was the same age as Umi Maryam, and she also wore a hijab. "Eh, Mr. Jonathan is Sandi's boss, right?"
The question from Bu Sari managed to eliminate the curiosity of Aldi, who will Sandi.
"Yes, Mom." Joe nodded. "Where is Sandi? I want to meet him."
"He's still in the room, sir. I will call you later. You just go in first," asked Bu Sari with a smile.
Joe stepped up, but when he saw the two bodyguards stepping in, he immediately prevented it, while looking at him. "Why are you guys? You guys just wait outside!"
"Well then." Aldi nodded and immediately took a few steps back.
"But ma'am, can my friend and I have a coffee?" pinta Ali is shameless. "It just so happens we're a little sleepy."
"So, don't know how embarrassed you are. You guys are just driving me. Why ask for all the coffee!" joe's lips looked upset.
"Although we were just dropping off, we were also guests, sir," Ali replied.
"Ali's right, sir." Aldi. Honestly, he is still sleepy. Even since then, he has been constantly yawning. "If we're sleepy, driving is dangerous. Your safety is also the main thing for us" he added.
"If you're still sleepy, do it too! You better sleep on the post till noon!" pick up Joe, then step inside the house first.
"You guys, I'll make you some coffee. Please just sit on the terrace, sir," said Bu Sari while pointing to two plastic chairs on the terrace of his house.
"Thank you, Mom. Black coffee, yes, ma'am," Ali said with a smile.
"Good, sir." Bu Sari nodded. After seeing the two big-bodied men sitting down, he entered his house and closed the door.
"Bu Sari, wait a minute, Mom!" call Joe who sees the hijab woman knocking on a door. Maybe, it's Sandi's room.
"Why, Sir?" Ms. Sari turned around, then looked at Joe who was sitting on the sofa in her living room.
Joe stood up, slowly approaching. "Do you have any sleeping pills?" tanyanya spoke slowly.
"There was. But what's it for, huh, sir?" ask Bu Sari confused.
"Please mix the sleeping pills into the coffee that will be brewed for the two men in front," pinta Joe who suddenly got an idea. Perhaps by making the two men fall asleep, he would easily leave without them.
Bu Sari looked round her eyes, surprised by Joe's request which she thought was strange. "Lho, how is that? Why is that, sir?"
"I have important business, ma'am, that they don't need to know. Please help me, yes," Joe pleaded, cupping his hands together in front of his chest.
"But it's the same as committing a crime, right, sir? I don't want to." I don't know what Joe's problem is, Ms. Sari herself doesn't know and she doesn't want to go along.
"No, ma'am," Joe denied, shaking his head. "To put people to sleep for longer won't make someone commit a crime. I beg you .. Only Mom can help me now. It's about my life and death, please have mercy on the man who needs the affection of this wife. Please help, ma'am," he added, still pleading. Even now Joe put on a face of compassion to melt the heart of the mother of the driver.
...Helpin, Mom, pity 🤧...