The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 193. Long journey
Chapters 193. Long journey
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" Everything has a price, but not everything is sold. Including self-esteem!"
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" Titip the house Ma'am. If not tomorrow, I'll be back!" Dhira spoke to Yuni while in the courtyard of their house. Prepare to get in the car.
" Beware, Madam!"
" She, how many times have I spoken. Call me Miss Dhira!" Dhira touched her ART shoulder gently. Making Yuni's heart warm, she was fortunate to be given an employer like Dhira.
" Come on Nang!" Bring Dhira.
" No, yes (yes) Mom!" Nanang stuffed Dhira's maroon-red hardcase into the trunk of the car.
The man circled his car after closing the trunk door, then entered the driving room. Preparing to deliver her employer to eradicate female seedlings is not right.
The clock is still showing at seven over thirty minutes. The flight schedule is at 09:00 local time. But Dhira just wants to wait at the airport. He wanted to feel a little nostalgic that morning.
" You just stay Nang, I go straight in after this!" also Dhira after Nanang handed over his suitcase.
" But Mom!" Nanang was not happy if he had to leave his gentle master.
" It's an order!" Dhira was a little resolute this time. Make that single guy guts.
Dhira goes to the departure gate to the check-in counter. He first entered the X-ray door guarded by dozens of Aviation Security personnel in neat uniforms and had a posture that did not disappoint it.
For a moment he remembered the late Rangga, who was also the same profession as the men in front of him. Rangga was the commander of the security personnel unit that became the front guard in the aviation sector.
Shinta's longing slips into Dhira's sanitary recesses. Because of busyness, he had not had time to visit back to his friend's residence, even now he had to clean up a little lice that wanted to touch his life.
" Packs, cell phones, jackets, belts please insert into X-ray!" said one of the Avsec (Aviation Security) officers, when several passengers were about to go inside, including Dhira.
Dhira who used to also work there, as customer service it certainly has been memorized and familiar with the procedure of boarding the plane. He put his suitcase and bag into the tray, then put it in the inspection machine.
Dhira walked into the metal detector check door with a friendly smile from the hijab-wearing female officer, who was on standby in front of the device. Dhira, who was wearing the watch, forgot to take off and finally made a sound as he passed through the check door.
" Excuse me, ma'am!" the woman is seen groping Dhira, checking with a Body Search examination (a thorough examination with palpation using the hands all over the body).
" Thank you!" the Avsec officer said the woman, when she finished examining Dhira.
Dhira replied with a nod while smiling kindly.
Dhira that morning wore a comfortable jumpsuit for pregnant women like herself, and a matching blazer. The look of the Dhira is really casual and looks very pretty.
From the X-ray room, Dhira stepped towards the row of check-in counters lined up neatly in front of him. He's looking for the airline logo Devan has ordered.
He still pulls his maroon suitcase, while looking for the whereabouts of the airline he will ride.
Andanu Airlines's. The best government-owned red plate airline, is still the best Airlines since he worked there to date. A lot of changes occurred, after more than a decade Dhira resigned from the place.
Dhira saw the airport was getting bigger, and many competent young people who became employees there. For a moment he remembered with himself, who in his youth, had been there to ask for passenger data to the children of Ground Handling.
He went to this check table special business line class, with Andanu Air AA 202 logo.
" Good morning customer Andanu Air!" Greet the check-in officer with a friendly. Officers in brown uniforms were seen running SOP Passenger Handling (passenger handling) well.
" Good morning ma'am, I want to check in!" Dhira.
" Good ma'am, please refer to the ticket and the identification card!" Said the officer by the name of Rinjani's desk. A name like the name of a mountain.
Dhira drew a smile, as she read the name of the table attached to the counter table of the young girl with the neat hair pincher.
Dhira pulls out Raka's cell phone which he carries, shows Rinjani an e-ticket and also issues a ID card.
" One person flight from City J to City BL Yes Mom!" Rinjani confirms the ticket booked by Dhira.
" It's true, and oh yes I'm pregnant and this is a statement from the doctor!" Dhira is seen opening the bag he was wearing, he takes an envelope containing a letter from doctor Septa.
Hearing the word pregnant, another female officer approached Dhira.
" Mother Dhira huh?" greet the officer.
" It's true I'm Dhira!" Dhira replied with a surprised face, as there were people who knew him, while he did not recognize that person.
" Oh well mbak!" Rinjani immediately backed away from the check-in desk, and allowed the woman to serve Dhira.
" Include me, Alexa. I've been informed by Mas Devan about mom's journey!"
Devan? since when was the man close to the airport boy?
Dhira satin, while staring at the sweet face of Alexa whose exotic skin is typical of Indonesia.
" I have checked in at seat number 7C Bu, sorry special passenger or passengers with special needs such as infants, pregnant women, and the elderly should we place in the alley ya Bu!" Alexa is so good at serving her customers. From his appearance, Dhira can predict if Alexa is a senior Rinjani.
" For the letter, we bring it to give to the cabin crew on the plane later. You have a copy?" ask Alexa.
" It's just mbak, here's another one in my bag!"
" Good Mom. Then, this I take ya!" alexa Sahut.
" Well, thank you then, ma'am, here I have a trunk of one cabbage" said Dhira.
" Oh good Mom!"
Alexa asks the field porter to raise the luggage belonging to Dhira, to the conveyor scales next to this check table.
Alexa quickly inputs the baggage into its system, then labels the baggage complete with a priority label.
" Fine please ma'am, one person destination BL city we boarding at 08.30 at gate 1 yes Ma'am. This is my luggage tag attached behind my boarding pass. Thank you Miss Dhira, have a nice flight !" Alexa clenched her hands together and gave a respectful greeting to Dhira.
The flattered and contented Dhira and the warm waiter Alexa, instantly remembered something. He's back at Alexa's desk.
" Make a drink, for Rinjani!" Dhira dropped two pieces of Proclaimer-figured shards onto Alexa's desk. Make Alexa instantly surprised and happy.
" Thank you very much Ms. Dhira!" alexa girang.
Dhira feels that currently has advantages in terms of fortune, and he knows that small things like that can certainly make others happy.
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Abhimanyu
The man was agitated and careless to Devan. Even this morning, he was lazy down for breakfast. He also missed one activity in the morning which he said was not important.
" You're the one who went Van. I'm sick again!" ketus Abhimanyu opened his laptop. Since last night, Dhira's cell phone can't be reached.
" Say, if I suddenly don't feel well if you ask the committee. I'll be in the next activity later tonight!"
You are sick, your brain and heart are you sick?
With a sidekick, Devan sat up while looking closely at his boss. Abhimanyu did not realize that.
Soon after, Devan's phone rang.
Ms. Dhira has come, I love tek-press (a kind of designation to call tribute/tips obtained from customers) mas!
The caption was written by Alexa, under a photo of Dhira walking after she checked into the Alexa table.
Alexa was the woman who nudged her while she was in the cabin. The woman he referred to as the lid he found.
Devan was interested at first glance at Alexa. Devan accidentally writes the paper that he ripped in a hurry. Make the paper tear asymmetrical.
I can protest you if you don't call me right away to apologize .
+6285777222xxx
TTD
The man you nudged on the plane.
The writing was deliberately used by Devan to be able to establish communication with the woman who nudged him.He could not think much longer at that time.
Now Devan giggled amused, because he felt he was involved with the Dhira guerrilla action. He could not wait to see the look on Abhimanyu's face when his wife came.
From a glimpse of Dhira, his boss' wife knew that her husband was being stalked by a woman who had joined their table.
But Devan won't tell Abhimanyu. When will he get revenge this way, right?
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