Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

Chapter 7. Kiara Semaput

The woman's body trembled as Bi Arum helped her to feed her food. This is only 9 o'clock. BI Arum and Devi are used to not having breakfast, they are too lazy for that, so they eat usually between eleven o'clock or before Dzuhur. Yeah, all lunch.

"Hikss. What's wrong with me, Bi. I can't clean up either because I've never been taught." Kiara cried as Bi Arum fed the rice into her mouth. Her favorite pop chicken became bland because her heart was now completely overcast.

"Yes, Neng Kiara said something or provoked his emotions, sir. Mr. Habibie is originally good. Maybe he's on blood again, Neng!" BI Arum so be sad if Kiara until difficulties like this.

"Mother has left when Kia was in first grade, Bi," he explained. "Since that time, the sky is no longer beautiful, the sun is no longer warm, and the moon is as difficult to show its light!" Kiara said with a sad look, flat face and also like no burden.

Devi tried desperately not to laugh. I don't know, this woman looks very sad, but the words that come out of her mouth are too crisp, the diction she uses is also very tickling stomach.

"Paint the sky back to be beautiful, roast the sun so it doesn't get cold again. And for the moon, give her a power bank so she can soak up a lot of light!"

Buahaha ... "Astagfirullah ... What did aunty say!" shriek Devi with the sound of laughter that is getting longer and longer. In fact, the girl has rolled on the floor, do not ask her voice that has been ngikngkan like an old motorcycle rim.

Kiara who was about to cry also laughed. He really did not understand, juxtaposed with what species he was so he had to listen to such ridiculous things.

"Well, right? If a smile is beautiful. Eat again, Neng! Finish the rice!" Bi Arum again thrust his hand in front of Kiara's mouth. The woman received a bribe directly from the woman in front of her. He rubbed a clear grain that suddenly urged to come out. Thankfully, from Bi Arum's hands, Kiara could still feel someone's mouthful.

"Thank you, Bi."

"Hmmm. Don't worry about Auntie, Neng!"

....

Habibie continued to breathe heavily. For some reason, he felt that if the punishment of holding Kiara to eat was the wrong punishment. No matter how wrong Kiara is, for food business she should not play around with it.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Lake in!" sahut Habibie from within.

"Assalamualaikum, Sir. I've ordered what you said before. Do you want to be delivered directly to the house or what?"

"Wa'alaikumssalam .. bring it here first. Take it and put it in the trunk of the car!"

"Good, Sir. Then, excuse me!"

Habibie just nodded. He looked back at his cell phone screen. Kiara who was struggling to eat because it was too weak to make Habibie could not focus on working.

But he also cannot be blamed. Kiara does have to accept the consequences of what they agree on.

Not yet had time to enter the house, Bi Arum had welcomed him. The woman, as usual, gave Habibie the best service. He answered the greeting like a mother.

"Kiara didn't run away, did Bi?"

"No, Sir. Neng Kiara was again taught how to clean up the same Novi Tea!"

Habibie nodded at this. "Yes, please put these things in her room. Black paper bag for Aunt and Novi Tea!"

"Good, Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

Habibie. Ali and Bi Arum tried to carry all the paper bags even though it was very difficult. I don't know, maybe one store was run out by the guy.

"Let's just put it there!"

"Ready, Bi! .. but Bi, Neng Kiara who's tea?" ask Ali kepo. "Is it possible that his future wife is sir?"

Chief Bi Arum shook his head, I don't know..he is also not sure, if indeed it was his future wife Habibie, he could not have made Kiara a maid in his house.

"My work is done, Bi. I'll go home first, yeah!" said Ali. Bi Arum nodded, he escorted the man to the outside then went upstairs to look for Kiara's whereabouts.

"Neng Kia! ... Neng Kia!" Bi Arum shouted already like in a star garden only.

"Yes, Auntie bawel. Why?" the woman emerged from one of the rooms upstairs.

"Master buy you clothes. Go look! I put it on the bed."

Without waiting for the continuation of Bi Arum's story, Kiara had already completely darted down to the bottom floor. He doesn't care about anything. They cheered and ran very fast.

"Wuahhhh .. a lot of clothes." Kiara was actually made flabbergasted by the dozens of paper bags on the bed.

However, the woman's forehead shriveled as soon as she saw the paper left there.

"Everything is 250 million. Work well and pay it off!" The message Kiara read.

"Astagfirullah .. basic pelittttttt! 250 Million to be paid. Not suitable to be a husband, just be a boss," he murmured still not aware that Habibie is indeed his future husband.

"Ekhhh ... What is this? Why is this thing here? He didn't tell me to open BO, did he?"