THE PEARL RETURNED IN A HUG

24. The Fruit of Monica's Deeds

BRAKKK

The sound of the door being kicked at full force made a loud noise in the silent night.

Everyone who heard would be surprised, especially those who were sound asleep.

Rangga rose pitam.

"Wake you!" rangga said shouting loudly.

The two people who were on the bed were shocked. Immediately look for a blanket to cover his body.

"I wait fifteen minutes, clean the bodies of both of you me in front, "said Rangga held back his emotions and came out in the living room.

Fifteen minutes later the two men of different types had come out in a neat state. The man who drove Rangga back.

"Monica, explain everything that happened to Brother!" asked Rangga snapped.

Monica just kept quiet and cried sobbing.

"I'm sorry, sir," Cheff replied looking at Rangga's face.

"Shut up! I asked Monica," replied Rangga loudly.

Monica is getting sobbing hard. His face looked at Rangga full of hatred.

"All wrong Brother. Six-year-old Monica waits to become Sister's wife, but what Monica can Sister instead marry a chili-cabean who only makes use of her resemblance to Big Brother Cantika," Monica replied looking angrily at Rangga.

Plaque !

A hard slap landed on Monica's cheek.

"Don't say that again ! " ansaid Rangga clenched his hand.

"Chef Juna is not finished. Meet me tomorrow at 09:00 at the resto. At 10:00 to 12:00 help distribute groceries to residents around, " said Rangga while standing, "I go first. I let you accompany Monica".

"Good,Master. Tomorrow at 09:00 I will come. I will also help provide basic food for the surrounding population, " replied Cheff Juna even though Rangga was no longer there.

Rangga's anger is not only for Monica. Including Cheff Juna. Rangga does not know how personal and family.

Arriving at Rangga's room called the restaurant's in charge.

" Yes, sir" replied Mr. Rudi from across the street.

" Please find out who Cheff Juna is, send to email, I'm waiting tonight too!" rangga said giving the order.

" Well, sir," replied Mr. Rudi .

Rangga hung up the phone to Mr. Rudi. There's a call from Pomegranate coming in.

" Night, Brother . Is there a problem ?" pomegranate asked worriedly looking at the shabby face of her Husband.

" There's no Saturday after Angel leaves school, you go straight to Lembang. Please bring the equipment for two weeks. Later Mama Martha will Brother call," said Rangga without further ado.

" Sister forgot his wife's Pomegranate Brother ?" pomegranate reminded.

"Darling, Brother here is in trouble. Tomorrow afternoon we will talk together," said Rangga.

"Sister, I love you" said the friendly Pomegranate.

" I love you too, dear," said Rangga.

Wanted no mobile Mama Martha. Rangga sent wa.

Stifling

Mama, Rangga plans to honeymoon in Lembang for two weeks. He left after Angel went home from school.

Take care of your health.

Kumandang adhan dawn has been heard from the local mosque. Rangga tried to close his eyes. It felt like only a few minutes, it was awakened by an alarm at 07:00. Rangga immediately got up and took a shower. There was some serious talk this morning. But he needs breakfast first.

Finished breakfast appeared Cheff Juna before him.

"Good morning, sir," said Cheff Juna politely.

"Good morning please sit down" said Rangga.

"Thank you, sir," said Cheff Juna.

"What do you want to drink?" ask Rangga .

" Sheff, Juna. Please tell me about the incident after I left the table to come forward to the stage. All without any of you covering up !" rangga said demanding an explanation.

Cheff Juna Prov

Seeing Mr. Rangga exchange his drink for Ms. Monica's drink raises a question in Cheff Juna's mind.

As she toasted each other a drink, Miss Monica smiled faintly. Like there is happiness. The smile expanded widely as Pak Rangga finished his drink before advancing to the front of the stage. Miss Monica makes a toast with Cheff Juna and Saras spending the drink as well.

Amid the signing of the agreement Miss Monica complained that the head was heavy.

" I'm sorry, I'm staying for a while looking for a hot drink" Monica said.

His body staggered, with Cheff Juna swiftly helping out.

After finishing one glass of Monica's body felt sultry. They sit on a park bench.Monica always stick to make Cheff Juna uncomfortable.

" Miss, let me take you to the booth" said Cheff Juna.

Cheff Juna drove to the front of the room and opened the door. Monica's body collapsed and fell. It was then placed on the bed. The desire to leave alone in a fainting position made Cheff Juna's feelings unbearable. Waiting in the living room until sleeping in.

In the morning Monica was conscious. Knowing he was ushered in by Cheff Juna instead of Rangga, his emotions peaked. Very angry that Cheff Juna took the opportunity when unconscious, Monica's hand was already floating wanted to slap. Quickly restrained by Chef Juna's hand. Monica's body was pushed to the wall. Not being silent is getting angry. Cheff Juna's hair was pulled hard. Both Monica's hands are locked on top with one hand, the other hand pulling the chin. Unexpectedly his face was spat on. Cheff Juna lost the patience of kissing Monica's lips with a rough and rough. Without softness. Monica remains angry and vents him until a kick hits Cheff Juna's heirloom weapon. He lifts Monica tall and slender, dropped on the bed. Then overlaid. The struggle in bed happened. Peaking emotions and the charm of Monica's body make a passion for immediate unification. Not just once. From morning to night changed, making their bodies wavy.

Cheff Juna's body collapsed next to Monica's. Without having time to cover with the blanket, Monica's body pulled Cheff Juna tightly hugged unwilling to let go. From the noise of the door being kicked up to the buzz in the door and the angry and loud sound of Rangga waking up those who were exhausted.

"Cheff Juna, did you see me swapping my glass for Monica's ?" asked Rangga to pay attention to his appearance.

" Look, sir," replied Cheff Juna briefly.

" Do you know why ?" ask Rangga again.

" Maybe. Sir beware if anyone puts something on your drink," replied Rangga nodding.

" I exchanged with Monika, because I already know her, I was silent because I respect Him as Sister-in-law," replied Rangga," Moreover, now I have a wife. There is a heart that I must keep feeling to be comfortable".

"Master is very wise," Cheff Juna said.

" You want to take responsibility for what you've done ?" asked Rangga for certainty.

" Yes, Sir. Although I know Miss Monica loves you very much, not me" Cheff Juna replied softly and lowered his head.

"Hard rock can be destroyed for a long time by raindrops, let alone hearts. Pay attention patiently and sincerely, "said Rangga giving advice.

" I understand what you mean, hopefully I can be what you mean, " replied Cheff Juna.

" Noon Monica's mother, my wife, son, and sister will be here. We'll talk about this. I asked Monica to accompany me. Make it comfortable when near you," Rangga said.

" Okay, sir'" replied Cheff Juna.

A man came and whispered in Rangga's ear. Replied with a smile.

"Cheff Juna, accompany me to provide compensation for the surrounding residents," Rangga said as he stood up.

"Well, sir," replied Cheff Juna following from behind.

About 100 packets of sembako have been distributed. This activity is often done when Rangga visits the restaurant. The show ends at 12:00. All those involved in the event were served lunch at the restaurant owned by Rangga.

" Sir, I'm going straight home. Monica must have been waiting" Cheff Juna said.

" Take this for lunch, both of you," said Rangga, handing him 4 packs of plastic bags.

Cheff Juna begs to leave Rangga alone.

The phone in his trouser pocket rang, opening the tone of the call.

The beautiful face of his wife.

"Hello, Honey. Where have you been ?" ask Rangga.

" We have arrived at the parking lot of the restaurant. Brother came out to pick us up, because Angel was asleep," replied Pomegranate informing him of his condition.

" Yes, honey, I'm going out" replied Rangga standing towards the parking lot.

Car saw. Agus is already outside. Mama Martha greeted him and kissed his hand. Opening the car door looks like Pomegranate's face looks tired holding Angel, her son who is always spoiled to Mama.

Carrying his little princess.

" We just take a break, then the waiter will take lunch to the room" said Rangga. They just followed from behind carrying each other's trolley bags. Three female servants were already in front of the group as a guide.