THAT WOMAN IS MY SON'S MOTHER
The Part 115
The god took a deep breath. Will the process be longer? Inner God.
"Sarah, has Mr Winardi been here for a long time?" ask the God.
"Mr Winardi was the first to live here. I was his personal nurse. This building was originally a private house from him" explained Sarah.
"Ooooo".so" said Dewa.
"Even the people who help here are also people who used to work at Mr. Winardi's house" added Sarah.
"How does the story go to be a parlor?" God tried to extract the story from Sarah's lips.
"That time, Mr. Winardi was not at all. Now he only remembers Mutia. Strange in my opinion. But I don't know what the reason is either. Because if I ask you directly, Mr. Winardi never answers" Sarah's next story.
"Did his family ever come and try to see him?" god Search.
"Lumayan often sir. Sometimes once a month, sometimes two new months come" said Sarah.
"But never met?" search the Gods again.
"Heem.because Mr. Winardi never wanted to see him" said Sarah.
"I'm sorry it's deeper?" god's Permit.
"meaning?"
"What about Mr Winardi's family?" dewa.
"If I could answer, I'd answer" Sarah said.
"Does his family also help with the needs of the home?" beware of the gods.
"Nothing at all. But sometimes I hear their talk, the goal here is just to ask for Mr. Winardi's signature" Sarah said.
Sarah tells the story to the Gods, because the Gods messenger Mutia and her husband. While Mutia has been the most donors in the nursing home.
The god nodded in understanding.
"Is one of his families Mr Supranoto?" look at the Gods seriously.
"How do you know?" ask Sarah for wonder.
"Really?" Gods are like getting a lottery nowadays.
"Yes right" Sarah answered confidently.
"If not mistakenly, what is the full name of Mr Baksono Winardi?" ask God reassuringly.
Only a nod of Sarah's head was obtained by the Gods.
"Master, don't let anyone else know Mr. Winardi's full name. Because the people here knew he was named Mr. Winardi. He also does not want to be called by his first name" whispered Sarah.
"OK, fine" a smile on the lips of God.
"Sarah, I said yes. Thanks for the banquet" The god inched from his seat and was about to leave Sarah's room.
"Oh yes Sarah. Some forget, Mr. Sebastian has transferred some funds for the operating costs of the orphanage for a year" added Dewa.
"Thank you sir. May his good deeds earn the reward of God" Sarah prayed.
"Aamiin" God chimed.
"Yes it's Sarah. I'm really saying this.he.he..he..." The god stepped out of the parlor area towards where his car was parked.
The thing that was previously pitch dark, began to show a bright spot. Inner God.
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God runs the car towards Blue Sky. The thing he wanted right now was to immediately meet Sebastian to report his findings.
Coincidentally his phone rang in the middle of the trip.
"Hello sir" his greeting.
"Where have you been?" ask the caller who turned out to be Sebastian.
"Otewe Blue Sky master" replied the God.
"You turn Mutia Bakery, bring me the cake I asked for" Sebastian said on the phone.
"Turn around dong? It will be longer, my lord, to get there" said the god.
"Next.do not get used to catapult" said Sebastian, and close his call.
God turned on the music in the car. He turned his car around in the direction of Mutia Bakery. There was only a request from the boss who craved it.
Until there, God happened to see Dena who was meeting Frans who seemed to be looking for the existence of Mutia.
"Didn't I explain from earlier Mr. Frans, that Mr. Mutia is now rarely here" said Dena in a higher tone than usual.
"I'm sorry, I don't dare to thank you except with the permission of Mutia's own sister" Dena explained.
"Look, sir, what need do you want to meet with Mutia's sister? I'll tell you later" said Dena.
"I have to meet in person, because there are important things I want to say myself. Every day what does Madame Mutia come to?" mr. Frans continued to investigate until Dena reluctantly responded.
"I don't know for sure, because Mutia's sister never told me either. Sorry I'm busy" Dena left Frans alone.
All the interaction was not missed in the netra Deity.
Frans turned around, and saw the God standing right in front of him.
"Well, it turns out that Mr. Sebastian's loyal assistant is here too huh?" said cynical Frans.
"Heemmmm" murmured God.
"What wind brought you here, looking for someone else's wife?" god's Sarcas.
"Ha.ha.has it none of your business Lord God" Frans walked away from God.
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The Lord forgot for a moment the request of the master. He had to find Dena first, to ask about Frans. Moreover, this must have something to do with Madame Mutia and Mr. Sebastian.
"Dena.." call the god who happened to see Dena want to go into the pantry.
"Eh Wa, tumben" Dena approached.
"Deliberately stop by, Mr. Sebastian. Cravings for cake as usual" replied the God.
"What happened?" sahut Dena's.
"He.he. Boro-boro cravings like what. It feels ngehamilin aja I do not know" said honestly Dewa.
Dena punched the God's arm, anxious as well with the God's reply just now.
"Den, did I meet Frans in front? What the hell?" god Search.
"Where do I know" Dena shrugged both of her shoulders.
"Aren't you asking?" The gods await Dena's answer.
"No. Mr. Frans also did not say what his needs were" said Dena.
"Come here?" cerca asked the gods.
"You're like interrogating me" Dena glared at the God.
"Ha.ha..kepo little may be" replied the God complete with a joke.
"This week has been twice. I also hope that I will never meet with Mutia's sister" seloroh Dena.
"I'm going to the pantry. Has it been answered not yet to your kekepelan?" The turning of the body left the god alone.
"Basic" the curse of the God who followed turned around, different directions with Dena.
The god headed for the outlet where the cake the boss wanted was there.
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Arriving at Blue Sky, God just entered the boss's room. Intentionally not knocking on the door to surprise the CEO, even God himself was surprised.
With his own eyes, God sees the absurdity of the couple bucin who are mutually***** lip.
God closed the door slowly so as not to be caught by the boss.
"Dewaaaaa.." cried Sebastian from his room.
The god stroked the chest while saying kamit reciting a prayer, hopefully the boss' anger can be muted by the mistress.
"He.he..happy afternoon master" The god entered with a cry, like a perplexed thief.
"Siang, why did you come back out earlier?" sarcas Sebastian.
'It looks like the boss's brain is no longer in the normal position of the dech. Again hot-hot instead ask ngliatin. Where would your soul be put???? Hiks..hiks.
"Heh, how can you be dumb? Where's the cake I ordered?" tagih Sebastian's.
"You wanted to give me this, but what else. I don't want to disturb your new hobby, sir" said Dewa.
The god handed Sebastian the cake he wanted. And immediately left the CEO's room without reporting the information obtained.
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To be continued, happy reading
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