Sun Orange

Chapter.51 The Curly Gondrong

I don't know why it was suddenly all wrong.

Starting from the morning - morning Mr. Yadi phone does not go to work because his son is sick, automatically he had to drive himself to the office.The road is jammed again, the road is stuck again, his car moves creeping among hundreds of other vehicles.A motorcycle that runs too mepet on his right, nudging the car rearview and duggg, the rearview position shifted, fortunately not to break.Until the new office he knows ,the body of the car on the right turned out to be quite long.He told Yana to contact the workshop.

" I've called the workshop ma'am, will be taken"

" When will it be finished?"

" Mom tomorrow"

" Can't it be late afternoon?"

" Can't ma'am, I asked him earlier he said waiting for the paint to dry"

" We'll have a meeting outside later in the afternoon"

" Wear the office operating car how is Mom ? it's Toni who's driving"

Cristy nodded uninspired.The operational cars of the office are all minibuses, he actually often dizzy when riding the car.

" Oh yes Ma'am, eleven o'clock project subcontractor in Bogor would like to meet"

" Prepare the file"

" It's Mom, it's this"

Yana put one file on the table and left the room.

Cristy studied the file in front of him, but his mind was difficult to concentrate.Salah two nights Tuan did not come to his house, because her husband was to Palembang attended the wedding of his employees.They went to a family, hhhhhhh....surely Rika who whine to be able to go a family all holidays.Bayangan Tuan who was having a meeting with his first wife in a star hotel outside the city, with a different atmosphere, with a different atmosphere, with, away from the hustle and bustle of work and busyness in Jakarta, really disturbing his mind.In his office in Jakarta alone Tuan and Rika can have a cin ta in his room, moreover, this is outside the city.Without consciously slammed the file in his hand.Stop Cristy what are you doing ? She is Rika's husband, I am the third person present in the midst of their happiness.

As the door was knocked, Yana walked in to deliver a guest.

" Please sir, sorry ma'am this is Mr. Krisna the subcontractor I just said"

For a moment Cristy observed her guest, a young man of medium stature, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old...

" Please sit down Mr. Krishna" He tried to be friendly.The man looked at him for a long time, reached out and sat down.

The meeting was short, Cristy who was again upset to think about her husband, plus the eyes of Krishna who continued to steal a glance at him made him rush to end the meeting.

At the same time he canceled his promise with the client to meet out, his mind could not be invited to cooperate, better go home and rest.

He threw his body on the bed.His mind always floated to the shadow of the family Mr. who was happy vacation to Palembang, another week, ouch...

Cristy got up and walked towards the bathroom when his HP rang.Maybe he was the one who called, half ran he took HP on the table, it turns out the number is unknown, he sighed expel his disappointment.

" Hello...."

" Hello ma'am." her voice sounded foreign.

" I'm sorry to bother you, I'm Krishna.."

" Rishna..? " it seems he has never heard that name.

There was a light laughter across.

" Sorry.."

Then the phone was closed.Any, there was a stray person in his HP.He put HP back on the table, but a moment later he saw there was a notification of incoming messages.

" I'm sorry to remind you of the project's location review at two o'clock tomorrow"

Oh it turns out that curly gondrong.

" Are you really going there? " Mr. Gunawan asked in a worried tone when the next day he was willing to review the project that was being built in Bogor. " The location is still hard to reach , are you strong ? "

" Let papa temenin ? "

" No need to go, there's Mr. Yadi"

The elite settlement complex that is being built is located about fifteen kilometers from the city center.The surrounding environment is very cool and beautiful, but because access to the area is new to the process of work, so it is quite difficult.

" Sorry Non, I think we have to stop here, it's very difficult to walk" Mr. Yadi marginalized the car on a rather airy ground.

" It's a long way, sir?"

" About three kilos"

Three kilos ? where the road uphill like this, it seems he can not be strong if you have to walk.

Cristy got out of the car, she was thinking how to get to the location.

" Is there an ojek sir? " he asked expectantly.

" There's usually a Non, we just wait"

Cristy was still standing next to her car when a motorcycle stopped.The driver got off and opened the helmet.

" Mrs Cristy..."

Cristy turned, the curly gondrong.

" Hey..."

" Can't get in the car? Come with me"

As Cristy was speechless, she seemed hesitant.Never had she boarded that two-wheeled vehicle, let alone with a stranger.Krisna turned towards her bike and took the helmet.

" It's safe, I'm not going to speed" Krishna held out the helmet he was holding, Cristy was forced to accept.

" Yadi sir wait here yes"

Cristy turned towards her driver who nodded politely.

Fortunately, he wore long pants so he could sit behind Krishna more easily.

The bumpy and uphill roads made Cristy wary.

" Slowly..."

Krishna just laughed.

" The road above is getting uphill, Miss Cristy holds my waist, will fall"

Cristy does not rub, her hands try to hold on to the edge of the seat, he said, but he was increasingly afraid of falling when the road in front of his climb was getting steeper.Mau did not want him to hug the waist of the foreign man.There is a strange taste slipped into his chest.Newly this time he was very close, he was very close, even hugging foreign men.The masculine aroma is so thick, typical of men field workers.About two kilos of road continues to climb to then decline.Cristy who is not ready, her body slumped and clung tightly to the body of Krishna.His chest is beating fast, and the, he hurriedly shifted his body away.His hand was back to hold the edge of the seat.

Damn, why did he not hear his father's advice, he should not have been desperate to go here.

Motor turned sharply to the left, Cristy again shocked, reflexes he hugged the waist of Krishna again.

He wanted to be angry, but not hunted because in front of him had been waiting for some people who welcomed his arrival.He hurriedly came down and approached them.

" Good day, Mom..."

" Lunch on the gentlemen"

Krisna took him around the location followed by several projects that explained the progress of the elite residential work.

Cristy forgot his anger, he was amazed by the project.Has a matter of fact, the occupancy that is still in the working stage has been sold out, each unit of his house was built with the most modern design and a very beautiful environment.