The Cost of Trust

Part 167's

Our chatter continued to flow until Julian suddenly came home.

"Excuse me Ms. Dian Mr. Aziz!", said Julian.

"Eh, yes Jul."

Julian lowered his head and smiled. Then his face turned astray towards Hayu.

"How are you stev?!", said Julian.

Hayu just smiled in response to julian.

"Mas Ju there needs to be the same me?", I asked.

"True Ma'am, sorry I interrupted your time earlier. But .. like her , the meeting that was supposed to take place yesterday should be immediately carried out Bu Dian Company really needs your legality as the new CEO replaces Mr. Kendra."

I looked at Aziz, asking for his approval. Mas Aziz grabbed my shoulder. Then nod, indicating he is supporting me.

"Yes, set up Jul. We will follow the schedule Jul gave!"

"Praise God, thank you Dian! Mr. Aziz!", Julian covered both his hands. He felt relieved, one of his tasks was almost done even though he disagreed.

"Sana-sama Mas Jul."

"If the meeting is tomorrow, can it be ma'am?", asked Julian.

"Goddessa. Can I do it?", I asked Aziz.

"God willing, I will accompany you on deck!"

"And about the kiosk, I believe it is the same Imah and Hayu?!" said Aziz.

"Every boss!", said Imah and Hayu compact.

"Well?", asked Julian.

"Yes Julian. I'm Hayu, not the old Stevi!", explained Hayu. Julian looked at the woman he once admired in his teenage years. If he can choose, he prefers Hayu who is paired with him in comparison with sharen. Julian has not yet agreed to marry Sharen.

"Umi..!", suddenly Faiz hugged Hayu.

"Eh, why Nak?", Hayu rubbed his son's head.

The boy? Inner Julian.

"Faiz Laper Mi.!", whine Faiz.

"Owh, Faiz laper, let's eat with Auntie", take me to Faiz.

"No way, Faiz wants to be with Umi."

"Yes, Hayu, we eat yuk. Let mas Jul and mbak In chat first!", invite Imah.

They finally left the stall. I'm left, Aziz and Julian. Aziz caught something from Julian's perspective to Hayu's. Don't-don't....

"Sorry Bu Dian, is Stevi..I mean..is he Stevi's son? Stevi's married?", asked Julian.

"Yes." Yeah." I answered that question with one word. As for how I was going to explain, I myself did not know what kind of connection the question had with Julian's curiosity.

Julian's face changed.

"You are disappointed Jul, that Hayu has a son?", asked Aziz. I mean, Aziz, by the way, is rich, why the hell?

"Ah, no Mr. Aziz."

"Don't lie. Yes, he is his son. Hayu is married. But her husband is dead!", Aziz explained.

"Owh..!", Julian began to understand.

I pinched my husband's arm. What's the point of telling Julian about Hayu ?

"But I think you should be ready to compete Jul!", said Aziz.

"Mas!", again I pinched his arm.

"What the hell is a deck. It hurts!", said Aziz. I hinted to be silent by glaring into his eyes.

"You mean Mr Aziz is competing? Competing with whom? And compete for what?"

"Competing to get Hayu's attention. You have to compete with Doctor Damar!", Aziz said.

"You know, if you say the origin of menggejeplak aja. Not in the first place! Habit!"

"Dek, I'm just telling you. If he had to dare to compete. I'm also a Dek man, I know how a man looks at the woman he wants!", Aziz said diplomatically.

"Dih.mending, I prepared a speech material for tomorrow morning. Than to ngerjain mas Jul!"

"Eh .. Who owns the deck?!"

"I'm sorry Jul. My husband likes that."

"Don't listen to Jul!"

'' It's okay, Miss Dian. Then, excuse me, ma'am. I'll arrange a meeting at what time."

"Ready Jul!"

Julian pulled himself out of our stall. I went back to interrogating Aziz.

"Yes, yes, you....!"

"Sir, Julian looks really good if he has the same taste Hayu."

"Do not come from nebak. Julian is engaged to his cousin Hayu. Don't make dong mas."

"Eh..kamu mah deck, said not to believe. Look at that earlier, was not Jul's answer about 'competing' what his nanggepin like?"

"But it's none of our business. We're just like Julian's a working partner. Don't interfere in his personal affairs."

"That's exactly the deck, he's working with us. Hayu is also close to us, then damar? Damar is also our friend. So it's all closely related, right?"

"I don't understand the same direction you're talking about!"

"Dek, I just want Julian to be professional. He could have just put the same heart Hayu? And...we also know what Damar has been like to Hayu? It does not mean to be one-sided. They both have the right to approach Hayu.,"

"Mboh.mas..mas..peyan getting worse!", I hit his head with the paper in front of me.

"Wes ..wes..ktangangan Imah Iki..!" said Aziz. We both laughed together.

"Mas, tomorrow I really know. Teach me what to say. Frankly, I'm confused about facing a lot of people."

"Yes, mas always accompany you deck. But , the time facing a business partner is confused anyway, ngadepin pedesnya netijen mouth aja you relax kok!"

"Aihs..Duh different babang tamvan! This is what all experienced people face. While me? I'm just a housewife who used to struggle with the kitchen of a mattress well."

"Emang we have a well?", ledek Aziz.

"Mas.ih..no funny!"

"Hahaha yes.iya.denger dear, you are a pinter. You can definitely. If you are used to it, you may talk more in front of everyone. I will always support you!"

"Owh.so suuuiiiiittt.suamikuhhh!"

"What guests are you decking!?"

"Ora cute blas mas!", I said ketus.

In the middle of our joke, Aziz's cell phone rang.

"Who's the mas?"

"Mbak Rani, from Sunter's boutique."

Aziz raised it. I just heard what Aziz screwed with Rani, Mama Farah's confidant.

"Is there a problem?"

"Ah, yes. Looks like his schedule clashed just as tightly in your office."

"Our office is mas!!", I said.

"Yes, our office dear!", mas Aziz rubbed my head.

"Why Sunter boutique?", I asked.

"Kan mama is still in Surabaya, mas in order ngecek anyway. Boutique in Bogor, in the same land of Abang in Serpong has been mengumpulinannya report in Sunter all."

"Owh..couldn't my help mas?"

"Yes.can deh."

"We are looking for a job. I take care of the boutique, you take care of DWP, how?", asked me excited.

"We're doing it together!" Aziz said firmly. Then he kissed my forehead.

"You're Dek's partner!"

We both hugged each other. Support each other for the future of our family.

*****

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