Stay with me, Ken!

Don't Flirt

"Genit," said Al so ketus when he managed to break into Ken's room.

"Who?" asked Ken so innocently.

"That's, who's talking to the hotel clerk here. Pake that kind of familiar smile," protested Al.

"Me?" Ken just realized that what Al meant was himself.

"He's my college friend. I graduated first and said I work here. I just found out, too" Ken explained what happened downstairs.

"Sounds like you guys are pretty familiar?"

"Then anyway? I don't know him very well. College time also hardly ever berserk. Familiar from where?" ask Ken curiously.

"I told you, don't say hello to anyone downstairs!"

"I've done it. If Dicky's the same is out of plan. Her name was not met on purpose,"

"I don't want to see you're familiar, especially with the opposite sex," forbid Al who threw it away.

Ken snorted, he could hardly believe what he had just heard.

"Why is there such an order? Is he jealous?" Ken thought to himself.

"Don't think of anything. I don't want anything to happen to you. Remember that! You're here at my request. Do not let because of your flirtatious nature that people can easily approach you," Al sebituriannya can read Ken's mind.

"Yes, I'm sorry" Ken males argued, and he ended the discussion.

Al sat on the side of the bed. While Ken still stands at the sculpting.

"Here," Al asked the girl to sit by his side.

Ken followed the man's orders. He took a few steps forward and sat down beside Al.

Al patted the thigh of Ken who was already sitting sweetly beside him. It was heard that he took a breath and released it forcefully.

"I'm sorry, I made you uncomfortable" he said in a quiet voice.

Ken did not answer, he just lowered his head. I don't want to see the person next to him.

"Don't think about it, yeah!" al pinta. This time he put his body on the bed. His feet were left hanging on the side of the bed.

"Why are we? Sleeping at this hour can make the disease," he murmured again.

"Kok diem aja, ngambek?" Look at Al because Ken has been quiet ever since.

"No,"

"You dare to be alone at home?"

"Brave,"

"If malem?"

"Yes, it's common. In his own contract, too, "Ken can't be honest, actually he's afraid that there's no friend in a house that big. Especially away from neighbors.

"Good then" said Al.

"You can focus on designing your thesis. Let Mr. Parman clean up the house,"

"So you really don't go home?" ask Ken to make sure.

"Hemm...father again!"

"What do you want to call?"

"May Brother, Brother, or Han?"

"Kok Han, anyway?" ken asked confusedly.

"Honey, I mean," said Al with a crisp laugh.

"He..he..

"Kanda, just if you don't mind I can't turn down either,"

Ken was silent again. Confused also he, if you want to call Al with the name expressed by Al earlier. If his mother finds out, she could be angry. Ken could be considered disrespectful as his boss.

"So really don't go home?" Ken repeated the question his boss had not answered.

"Yes, Mary and my father thought that I had been in Singapore all this time, so I was here. Let them believe that I have just arrived in Jakarta. If they know where I live, it's making a fuss,"

"Why do you talk like this?" Ken's still curious because Al hasn't had a story yesterday.

"Ribet, you must be dizzy?"

"News aja. I'm strong with the horror. Kan abis ate chicken porridge two bowls,"

"Hmmm...,"

"Sorry, joked doang," Ken.

"Because her position was cornered, Maria wanted to wash her hands. How to make Papa want to solve the problem of bodong investment. He and Om Ryan forced me to admit to Papa that the funds from the investor were indeed managed by me at several national brokers and outside brokers . Because the funds played out at outside brokers were too large so the search was hampered even suspected by the government as a money laundering business. While the accounts registered at domestic brokers experience los due to errors. Usually my losses are limited to 15% of my account balance when transacting. If the transaction has a loss, then we still have a reserve in the form of 85% balance. But the opposite happened. It takes time to take care of everything so he devours Papa can use his strength to anticipate investors who ask for his money as soon as possible" Al continued his story that was delayed.

"It's so ingenious of him?"

"Yes, if I did that Papa would have believed. But what I was worried about was that he would hate me and further strengthen Maria and her son's position at home. Papa's mindset that seeing me as a useless child and Brent as a devoted child of a parent gets stronger if I do this,"

"Trus, what did Maria do after you rejected her plan?"

"Investors have proof of transfer to Maria's account, so those who have been deceived devise the power to create an LP and bring the matter into the realm of Law. Maria is getting scared. He forces Om Ryan to sell the assets they own in order to return the investor's money,"

"Then?" ken was getting curious

"Om Ryan is a little bit more. He does not want to sell any of the assets he owns. He instead advised to let the investor raise the issue, with a maximum sentence of 15 years in prison. As Papa's husband will also defend him, it could be that the punishment is lighter. Let them be punished they have a business empire that will not be eaten up 7 derivatives. If loyal to the prison man, Maria can also get a comfortable space,"

"Worse, surely Mary rejected the proposal. As hard as a woman, she must be afraid if she has to stay behind bars" Ken guessed.

"That bill. They finally make a noise. Their quarrel in Mary's room that afternoon was heard all the way to my room. Because there was a noise and a cry for help, I hurriedly entered his room that was not in the lock,"

"What's going on?"

"I saw that Om Ryan was covered in blood. There are broken bottles of drinks attached to the temples of the eyes and stomach. While Maria was standing in the corner on the side of the table with a frightened face. It let the slicing Om Ryan bleed and grimace in pain. I hurriedly approached Om Ryan, picking up the broken bottle that was still stuck in his stomach because he was asking for help as soon as he saw me appear at the door,"

"So powerful is Mary that she can defeat Om Ryan," Ken momentarily amazed at Maria's power that can paralyze the opposite sex.

"The legs of Om Ryan are not perfect, the length of the legs of the man is slightly different. Looks like a congenital defect. The road's a little lame,"

"Duh, his physical disability is also morally flawed. Basic man is depraved," Ken grew furious.

"Then, you're the one accused of everything" Ken tried to guess the end of the story.

"Yes, apparently the cry for help was heard also by other residents of the house. Not long after I came, Barent, the security guard at our house and Mr. Komar showed up. Seeing that something was coming, Maria shouted. He accused me of the attempted murder of Om Ryan and asked Barent to call the police immediately,"

"Pak Komar managed to outwit Barent. The boy was asked to calm his mother, the security guards called the hospital and he himself called the police station. Mr. Komar asked me to raise the house, heading to the address he indicated. He said he'd catch up with me soon,"

"Since then you've been a hunted man?"

"Yes, because there are my fingerprints on that glass bottle" Al said sadly.

"Papa believed it too?"

"So, ever since I left the house, she hasn't been looking for me. When hidden there was a man who managed to find me. I was beaten to death, for the locals managed to save me. I concluded, Papa would rather see me die than his son in prison. Since the attack, Mr. Komar asked the Bram family to save me. I was brought to Singapore by that family and stayed with them for a long time,"

"Who's Bram?" ask Ken.

"People who go home often. Have you never met?"

"No, yet" said Ken, shaking his head.

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Hay everyone, sorry yes.I can only update one chapter because it collides with office tasks that must be completed and requires full concentration. Thank you for your visit and for following this story.

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