The Soul of the Maya World
Chapter 22
"What boss does he mean, and who's in danger?" bejo asked who was beginning to be confused by what Fian said.
"Clearned! Indeed my wife is how many," Fian snapped to Bejo.
"Mbak Laras is fine, and just Mbok Ijah went into Pak Bos's room to accompany Mbak Laras," Bejo replied to Fian.
"Astagfirullahaladzim," said Fian who immediately sat down limp.
"Let's get our boss talking in the study," Bejo said, helping Fian walk into the study.
Hearing Bejo's words, Fian immediately sat down limp. His body seems boneless, let alone to walk to sit he is no longer able to. After asking Fian to sit in his chair, Bejo immediately rushed to take a glass of water to the boss.
"Please drink first Sir," said Bejo while giving a glass of warm water to Fian.
"Thank you" Fian replied as he received a glass from the employee's hand.
After finishing a glass of warm water given Bejo. Fian immediately told me the chronology of why he was so angry and panicked. Luckily Bejo was able to understand the feelings of the superior so that he did not hold a grudge and was upset with Fian.
"The Boss can trust me, I will never betray or disappoint you" Bejo said, sitting in front of Fian.
"Then why didn't you pick up my call?" fian asked curiously while putting the glass in his hand.
"Today there were some people who came to order the fence and stair railing, and my phone was in the room" Bejo replied calmly.
"I'm sorry, I'm really worried about the state of Baras" Fian replied as he gently massaged his head.
"It's okay Boss, I can understand Boss Fian's feelings," Bejo replied with a friendly smile.
"Then I want to go to the room first to rest" said Fian while trying to stand up from his seat.
"Do you want me to help the boss," Bejo bargained while helping Fian stand up.
"May, I don't know why my head hurts so much" Fian replied as he began walking with Bejo's help.
Bejo began to help Fian walk towards his room. A pale face and a limp body were clearly visible on Fian's face that afternoon. Laras who was watching television with Mbok Ijah was immediately shocked when he saw Fian's condition.
"Astagfirullah, you why Mas," said Laras when he saw Bejo memapah Fian.
"I'm fine," Fian replied as he slightly closed his eyes as if enduring the pain in his head.
"Then Mbok made warm tea first for Mr. Fian," replied Mbok Ijah while walking out.
"I'm also saying yes, sir, Mom," Bejo replied as he walked behind Mbok Ijah.
"Thank you, yes" Laras told his two employees.
After closing the door, Laras walked over to her husband and sat down next to him. He began to ask exactly what happened until Fian could be like this. In the kitchen Mbok Ijah who was worried about the condition of his employer asked Bejo about what happened.
"Sir Fian was terrorized, the terrorist said they were going to kill Mbak Laras, and strangely in the call came the cry of a woman who asked for help and pretended to be Mbak Baras," obviously Bejo to Mbok Ijah who is cooking water.
"Actually who is the one who can do evil to our employer, I wonder why people as good as Mbak Laras and Pak Fian many enemies," replied Mbok Ijah while sitting in the chair.
"Entah Mbok, his name is also envious. Mbok please make coffee all of you, yes" Bejo said with a smile to Mbok Ijah.
"Ah you, just follow along," replied Mbok Ijah with a sewot tone.
"Yeah Mbok, 'will you guys later if Mbok make me coffee I doain Mbok much windfall, long life and more beautiful," led Bejo while looking up his hand.
The two men laughed in the kitchen. After finishing making tea for Fian, Mbok Ijah immediately delivered the tea to Fian's room and Laras. Mbok Ijah could see how sad and anxious Laras was seeing the condition of her husband at this time.
"O Allah, pity Mba Laras," said Mbok Ijah when he was in the kitchen.
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"Mas, the tea is still warm" Laras said, waking up Fian who was asleep.
"Thank you dear, dear" replied Fian as he received the cup from the wife's hand.
After finishing the tea in the cup and put it on the table next to him. Gently rub the husband's feet. Laras began to ask Fian about what had happened.
"Actually what happened Mas," asked Laras while massaging her husband's leg.
"There's nothing, I'm just exhausted" replied Fian as he arranged a pillow for her to lean on.
"You are sure Mas" said Laras, shedding his tears.
"Dear, oh yes why your phone can't be reached" asked Fian to the wife.
"What yes," Laras replied as he began to stand up and look for his phone.
"Oh Allah it turns out my phone ran out of battery, sorry, Mas" said Laras while starting to charge his phone.
"Yes that's okay, dear" Fian replied with a smile to Laras.
Fian was grateful that Laras was doing well. However, he was still confused as to who the perpetrator of the terror was. At first glance the names of Wulan and Siska appeared in his head.
"Why are you bengong Mas?" asked Laras while sitting next to Fian.
"No, I'm fine," Fian replied in surprise.
"Is your head still hurting, here I pijitin part of your head," Baras bargained as he climbed into his bed.
"No need darling, I don't want you to get tired from massaging me" Fian replied as he clasped Laras' hand and kissed her.
There is a sense of suspicion in the heart of Laras see the condition of the husband at this time. The Fian he knew was a man who rarely got sick. Let alone severe illness Flu he is very rare.
"I'm sure there must be something Mas Fian is hiding, but what?" batin Laras while leaning on the chest of the husband.
"Honey," called Fian while rubbing his wife's hair.
"Well, what's wrong" asked Laras, sitting down and looking at her husband.
"I'm grateful that you're in good health" Fian replied with a smile.
Slowly Fian began to draw his face closer to his wife. He began to softly kiss the tiny lips of Laras. However, when they kiss suddenly Fian is surprised by the sound of a cell phone on the dresser.
"Honey could you please get me my cell phone," Fian told his wife.
"It's Mas" Laras replied as he handed the phone to Fian.
"Assalamualaikum," said Fian when the call had begun to connect.
"Astagfirullahaladzim," Fian replied in surprise.
