THREE MEN FROM THE VILLAGE

TPDD 43 (Jamal)

In an era like today, money is more influential for everyone. With money, people can do anything they want. And because of money anyway, people can not have a conscience to harm others even like not having shame.

Like someone named Sandra. She's a woman who has fantastic money. Because of her luxury goods business located in several places, Sandra's money seemed reluctant to stop flowing into her personal account.

But baby, because of that money, she has become a woman who has no shame. Almost every day, Sandra spends time with her mistress' young man. Both in the room and outside the room.

Like this morning, Sandra was again seen driving Rio to campus. I don't know what the reason is, why it's so to other women even the woman's own child.

When Sandra was about to leave after seeing Rio enter the campus, Sandra's eyes lit up as she looked at a young man standing at the edge of a car she knew the owner so well. Sandra grinned. He also abandoned his intention to leave and walked over to the man who currently looked more handsome.

"Aren't you Selin's driver, my son?" sandra asked as soon as her footsteps were artful right next to the young man who was looking down at the cellphone screen.

The man looked up, scrunched his forehead for a moment then his eyes slightly rounded after knowing who greeted him.

"Ah yes, Madam. Why?" jamal was a little surprised. He immediately stopped playing his cell phone.

Sandra smiled sweetly, Jamal was stunned for a moment. The woman did not look old at all. It even seems in Jamal's mind that this woman is not Selin's mother.

"Do you have time? I want to talk to you?" take Sandra gently.

"But ... "

"It's just for a second. The return hours from campus are long. We're sitting there, yuk?" Invite Sandra while pointing at a caffe around the campus.

Jamal also could not resist. In any case, Sandra, the wife of her employer, so inevitably Sandra complies. Sandra stepped first and Jamal followed behind her.

It did not take long, now both of them have sat in the destination cafe and Sandra chose to sit on the second floor which is still very quiet.

"at home working at Selin's?" sandra asked shortly after they were sitting in the outermost corner and hidden away. Open space like a balcony is transformed into a guest seat to enjoy the different atmosphere of the place.

The place was like a hidden place because of the many ornamental tree trees that seemed to cover the existence of people who were there.

Again Sandra grinned while sipping coffee that had just been delivered by the waiter. While Jamal felt awkward sitting in a place like this. Never once did he sit in a place called caffe. That's why he feels weird sitting here. Plus he sat down with the madam. The more unsettled his feelings.

"How much salary does Gustavo give?" ask Sandra again.

"Lumayan, Madam." said Jamal reluctantly. Sandra is just a mangosteen. He also actually knew, what the salary of the driver at Gustavo's place was.

"Do you want to work somewhere else?" sandra Tawal. Since seeing Jamal change in the Mall, Sandra was immediately stunned by the charm that Jamal has. The man was very sweet and more handsome than Rio. So Sandra will try to ensnare Jamal including offering him a job.

"Working somewhere else?" jamal asked not to understand.

"Yes, you work somewhere else with a big salary every month. Not to mention you also get a daily bonus" said Sandra enthusiastically so that Jamal is interested in the work he offers.

Of course Jamal is interested in hearing a bigger salary. But he had to ascertain what his job was. "What job, ma'am?"

"So my personal driver. Coincidentally I really need." Sandra replied. His eyes were so sharp and deep toward Jamal that the twenty-three-year-old was misbehaving.

"So the madam driver?" tanya Jamal made sure.

"Yes, so my driver. I need you again, about your salary don't worry. You will also get a lot of extra money. If doing additional work." Sandra explained with a meaningful smile.

"Additional work? What kind of job is that, madam?" jamal asked increasingly clueless.

Sandra grinned. He got up and got out of his seat. Then he stepped to move his seat on the edge of Jamal. His hand moved slowly until it fell on Jamal's thigh.

"The work that makes you fly soars high and feel the beauty of the paradise of the world, Jamal."

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