The Cost of Trust

The Part 184

"Mas. You know, I don't mean to dump you."

I ran a bit in a hurry because the steps of Aziz's feet could not be balanced.

"Mas...!", I pulled his hand. But it is precisely I who drags following his steps.

"Mba Dian..mas Aziz!", call someone, who is none other than Mr. Budi.

"Eh, mister Julian!", sir Budi bowed in honor of Julian.

"Pak Budi.!!", spontaneously, Aziz stopped his steps.

Thank God, thank you, Mr. Budi. I cried in my heart.

Julian is still loyal behind us who are still in a noisier fashion.

"Mas Aziz is the same as Dian working in this office again?", asked Budi.

Aziz and I nodded compactly. In contrast to Julian, he seemed to be swerving towards Mr. Budi. It's just that Mr. Budi didn't see it.

"Yes Budi sir", Aziz replied briefly. I smiled a little. Although Aziz was angry with me, but he did not show his anger to Budi sir.

"Owh.know that I bring my wife's cooking mbak Dian. My wife started selling again. This.also thanks to Dian. Money that Dian mba love yesterday, can make my wife's trading capital."

"Oh yeah...? Alhamdulillah oruh Budi sir. Then Mr Budi's wife is healthy?"

"Thank God Dian!"

"Thank God that's it, I'm going along with the horrors sir!"

"Sorry mas..mba...I noticed from earlier, like you guys are fighting again huh?"

Mas Aziz glanced at me.

Julian was even surprised, why the security man could ask like that. He alone did not dare' comment with his boss' quarrel.

"No, sir, no."

I answer that at all times.

"Mbak Dian I considered my own child. Aziz as well. Sorry yes.if I am sassy. As a parent, I just want nasehatin. If you are fighting, it is better not to be in a public place. You can talk alone, without anyone else seeing. It could be that the quarrel was seen by others, and make one partner or both fall in his self-esteem. Because the assumption of other people who actually do not know what the problem is!"

Budi rubbed Aziz's arm.

This security has no idea who it is dealing with! Inner Julian.

"Yes, Budi sir. Thanks for the advice."

Aziz began to soften.

"If so, from tomorrow I want to bring food for mbak in the same mas Aziz yes. As an expression of my gratitude!", said Mr. Budi.

"Don't bother that, Mr. Budi!", said Aziz, not the intention of not appreciating it just that Aziz felt bad. Fear even burdened Mr. Budi himself.

"No bother. You guys are good with me, so I'm also good with you guys." Mr. Budi smiled sincerely.

Julian was only able to see their familiarity.

"Mas...ask for money?!", I said to Aziz. He just squinted one eye.

But, he didn't ask anything. Just give up his wallet to me.

"Well, I'll go inside first. Going to the toilet!", the wallet was placed in my palm. I gladly accepted it too.

Ms. Dian was there, already knew her husband was angry again. Even in the mintain money! Inner Julian.

I opened Aziz's purse, I took ten pieces of red money .

"Sir Budi, tomorrow will be Friday. Starting this Sunday, we are rich first yes sir. For lunch for OB children, Cs the same security forces. This, accept yes. If not say it is the same with me or Aziz. I don't know how exactly you are."

I gave the money to Mr. Budi. Julian also glared at the scene in front of him.

Mas Aziz left me in the parking lot with Budi and Julian .

"Mbak Dian..!", said Mr. Budi slowly.

"But our secret sir! Not bad to be friends sir Budi lunch made by Pak Budi's wife."

"But mbak Dian...!", Mr. Budi choked up wanting to talk.

"Don't refuse. Will I be angry, sir?!"

Mr. Budi smiled sumringah.

"Mbak Dian hasn't changed!", Budi sir became moved.

"Lho.kok even melow sir Budi. Security must be fierce!", I chanted.

Mr. Budi so moved to tears.

"Ishhh.pak Budi mahmajinya excessive. I'm not that good, sir!"

"Let's get Ms. Dian, the meeting is about to start!", Julian invited me.

"Ah, yes I forgot Jul. Come on!", take me to Julian.

Julian nodded obediently.

"Sir Budi, if I may request I want her stew eggs aja ya hehehe!"

"Ready Dian!", said Mr. Budi who has returned sumringah.

"Yes, Mr. Budi, I went in first!", I said.

"Please mbak!", said the gentleman. I also got ahead of Julian.

Julian approached Budi.

"Can I help mister Julian?", asked Mr. Budi politely. He felt bad for himself, from earlier he was busy chatting with Dian and Aziz.

"You know who you were talking to earlier?", Julian asked Budi with his cold gaze.

"Yes sir. Dian's mom used to be an employee here. He's so nice, hasn't changed even if I haven't seen him in a long time."

Julian smiled at Budi's compliments on Diandra.

"Unfortunately he's not an employee here anymore."

"Certainly? Why did he come here again mister Julian?", asked Budi timidly.

"He's our new boss!", Julian said as he left Budi .

Mashayallah...really? So, what the new boss meant was Dian. Why didn't I know???!!! Oh Allah.what did I do ! Inner sir Budi.

Mr. Budi rubbed his face rough with both hands.

Julian followed me shortly after. I knew he was behind me.

"Please Mom!", Julian let me get into the elevator first.

Unknowingly, Julian noticed Diandra. There is a sense of wonder in my heart there. I don't know what kind of admiration. Clearly, in Julian's eyes a Diandra had its own magnet. Her beautiful face was shady, her manners were polite and pleasant. Friendly to anyone, even if they're not worth it. How lucky Mr. aziz.

My claps blew Julian's daydream.

"Buy.mas...Jul! We want to stay in the elevator? Come out!", take me.

"Ah ..iya mom. Please!", Julian again invited me.

"Mas Jul, if we are again both or three the same mas Aziz please do not over-treat us. I'm not comfortable Jul!", I protest a little.

"But Miss Dian..say...."

"Udah...I don't like rejection!", I said firmly.

And we entered my room. There was Aziz who was on the phone.

"There's ten minutes left, right Jul? I'll be in the meeting room!"

"Well Mom, excuse me?", now it's just me and Aziz in this room. We have to talk from heart to heart so that there are no more misunderstandings between us.

Aziz knew my presence. He also stopped his phone.

"Mas....!", call me. Mas Aziz was still standing facing the window.

"I'm sorry.!", I hugged Aziz from behind as I put his wallet in his pants pocket again.

He also turned his body.

"Yes!", he put both his hands on my cheeks. Her face is back adorable. Not angry anymore. I hurriedly embraced his handsome body.

"I'm sorry you're on the deck, but.the punishment will go on!" said Aziz.

"Yes.iya..iya.i resigned in the same law you mas!", I menowel nose pointed. I know for sure what punishment my husband meant.

"want to keep me in a meeting?", I asked him.

He also nodded. After that, we walked together to the meeting room which was two floors above my room.

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His punishment must be that...tuh....!!!! 🙈🙈🙈🙊🙊