True Said Mamah

Chapter 15

Anan and his three best friends are currently in their campus cafeteria. They made an appointment for breakfast on campus.

"Nan, when are you planning to meet Mr. Arya for the title of your script later?" tanya Rara is having breakfast with fried rice.

"Actually today," Anan replied stirring up his carrot juice. Anan really does not want to meet alone with Arya. Moreover, the words of Arya who wants to melt Anan, often terngian.

"Why?" tanyakanya.

"No reason, yes you just need to be cemented, that is," suggested Rara and then drink his orange juice. Anan's face with Rara's proposal. With Rara, Anan is not alone with Arya. That's what he thought.

"That's it.modus. Tell me you want to get close to Arya. Aye right?" timpal Salma and shook Rara's head with the clean spoon that was there. And confirmed by Adji.

"This is why. I just want to get Anan, that's all. It's good to wash your eyes" Rara's great-grandson who was greeted boisterously by her friends.

"Eh, but it's okay, if Rara nemenin me," said Anan.

"No! Rara is my best friend who muanizzt, Anan met Mr. Arya for a consultation instead of a meal. Anyway yes, not necessarily her Aryan sir wants to meet you. Fortunately if not glimpsed, but if glimpsed trus he said 'Gapain you are here?', can you be mental," said Adji at length

"Yes already. If Babang Adji has said that, what can I do," said Rara resigned but still smiling.

They immediately finished their breakfast then started their lesson today.

Mr. Bayu brought the material as usual, and the students and students followed him well, and occasionally there were some who asked questions. After 45 minutes, Mr. Bayu closed the course for today and walked out of the room.

Anan immediately got up from his seat and chased after Pak Bayu.

"Sir, Mr. Bayu," called Anan as soon as he saw Mr. Bayu.

Mr. Bayu turned his head, "Yes, what's wrong?" tanyakanya.

"Sorry sir, I just wanted to ask. What about my material sir?" ask Anan slowly.

"Aren't you revised?" search pak Bayu.

"It's sir, but I don't want any more mistakes sir" Anan said.

"Let's see, Mr. Arya. Because my schedule today is tight. That's why the lecturer is not just one," suggested Mr. Bayu.

"Yes sir. If so, thank you sir," said Anan and replied a nod by Pak Bayu.

Mr. Bayu also continued his steps towards the lecturer room.

"Hey."

Adji surprised Anan who pegged in the campus corridor after the death of Mr. Bayu.

"Adji.. what the hell, ngagetin aja," protest Anan tidying back his hair that was randomized Adji.

"So...what did Mr. Bayu say?" ask Adji.

"I was told to meet Mr. Arya" Anan replied limply.

"Then, where's the problem, huh?" tanya Adji raised both eyebrows.

"Mh...Ah. 'tilah," said Anan then passed leaving Adji.

The Adji that Anan left behind frowned, his eyes squinting.

"Something must have gone wrong" he murmured.

Anan just arrived at the library. He spread his gaze and his bead eyes caught two figures of his best friend sitting alone in the corner of the room with their respective activities. Anan rushed to his two best friends.

Just as Anan was sitting his body on the chair available there, he was startled by someone's voice.

"Eh, everyone! You know what, between us, there's a sugar baby... Look bad, but it turns out to be a thief. Kasian was really his wife, the om-om," accused Septy began to babble who sat not far from the seat Anan and his two friends, with a tone of emphasis at the end.

Anan, who learns that the man Septy is accusing is himself, is inflamed. Salma and Rara who were there were furious.

Rara stood up and kicked the table.

"Eh, Septy's tenacious! It's a library, so don't make a fuss."

Rara sat back down but her bead kept pointing at Septy cynically.

"Well, that's right. We all know that Anan is a poor country girl. How can you be sick being treated in an upper class room. If not maintained the same om-om, trus can money from where try. Aye right?!" hashed Septy by crossing.

"Well.. om-omnya saucy no? If it's cool I want dong too," said Yuli in her centile style and then laughed lightly.

"The name is also om-om, where there is a cute one. Old, yes!" serli is also a friend of Septy.

Anan shook his head as Rara was about to reply to Septy and his friends.

"This is a library, not a place to buy and sell goods," said Arya who approached them.

Arya arrives at the library since Rara kicked the table, she is also a little surprised. He walked slowly while listening. Until he finally got behind them.

"Eh, Mr. Arya. It just so happens that my father is here. I want to show my material to my father" said Septy girang.

"I'm sorry, I'm busy!" Arya. Then he approached Anan at his seat.

"Follow me!" tell Arya to Anan then turn around and step out of the library.

"I go first, yes" said Anan to his best friend and was taken by both.

Anan passed by from there. Septy and his friends who saw Anan leave looked at him cynically. Moreover, Septy who felt embarrassed because he was rejected by Arya. Septy clenched both of his hands and clapped his teeth.

"Basic village girl! Wait a minute, I'll make you regret being in this town" Septy lamented inwardly.

Anan and Arya walk towards the parking lot. Arya pressed the remote on her car key.

"Lake in!" aryan Letters. Then open the car door and sit at the wheel. Arya starts her car engine, and rushes to leave the campus parking lot.

Today came the schedule of his meeting with Mr. Kemal. As agreed, they will sign a cooperation contract between Wima Group and Grissham Company.

No chatter on their way. Until they finally arrived at the courtyard of the Grissham Company office building.

"Down!" Arya got out of the car and opened the back door and grabbed her bag.

Bak diremote, Anan went down and approached Arya.

"What are we doing here, sir?"

"Follow it," said Arya.

They entered the office building, headed for the receptionist.

"Good day!" greet Arya after bareda in the receptionist section.

"Good day sir, how can I help you?" ask the woman by draping her hair and smiling.

"I'm Arya from Wima Group, last week I made an appointment with Mr. Kemal" said Arya.

Not yet had the workwati say Arya, Raka, assistant to Mr. Kemal came.

"Sorry Mr. Arya, please," said Raka, assistant to Mr. Kemal. Then step closer to the woman.

"Other times, if Mr. Arya comes, immediately send him to the room of Mr. Kemal," he said, which was taken by the karyawati. Then accompanied Arya to meet her superiors.

The employees who were there stared at the arrival of Arya and Anan. Along the way to the elevator, women were busy tidying up their clothes and makeup, then smiling as sweetly as possible. Of course in hopes to attract the attention of Arya.

Anyone who saw Arya must have been amazed. High body and athletic. White and clean. And a handsome and handsome face. What a dream of women.

Although Anan? In appearance, Anan is far from fashionable. The style is ordinary, even tends to be unattractive, making the women there compare themselves with Anan.

"That's a maid who can walk with her employer anyway?!" talk about one of them.

"Yes, it's still mending me who's there. Side by side with the handsome one," said the other.

Elevator opens on the 19th floor. Then the three of them came out and stepped towards the presidential room there.

"Mr Arya has arrived sir," said Raka informing after being in the room of his superior.

"Please enter!" tell mr. Kemal.

Raka also invited Arya in, Anan who was reluctant to enter was forced to follow Arya because he got a commanding gaze from Arya. Be the meeting of the four.

"Good day, Mr. Kema" said Arya.

"Good day, Mr. Arya" said Mr. Kemal. Then turned his eyes towards Anan. At the same time, Anan looked at Mr. Kemal.

There was a strange sigh that hit the heart of Mr. Kemal as he looked at the figure of Anan who was standing not far from him. He felt longing, sadness and happiness at one time. It's weird, but that's the truth.

Not much different from Anan. Anan also felt that the figure of Mr. Kemal was someone close to him. But Anan immediately dismissed his feelings.

"Maybe it's because I really miss the figure of a father" Anan said.

Arya and Raka witness this incident, strange according to them. Arya then sneered, breaking their minds.

"Oh.iya, this is Anan. He's my secretary."

Anan immediately gawked to hear Arya introduce him as her secretary. Anan wanted to protest but was not given a chance.

"Come, please sit."

Mr. Kemal invited them to sit down.

They were also at the core of their meeting. Lunch is ordered through catering in the same room.

On a long table that has 8 chairs, there has been a diverse menu. Mr. Kemal also invited them to eat it. Occasionally Mr. Kemal glanced at Anan on his meal.

"Why just eat soy sauce?" asked Arya who saw the contents of Anan's plate.

"I really like chicken soy sauce sir" Anan replied with a smile.

Mr. Kemal who heard it also glanced at the plate belonging to Anan.

The deg!! Mr. Kemal was filled, his mind venturing into the past few years.

"Sorry sir. Is mister okay?" asked Raka who had since noticed his superior was daydreaming.

Arya and Anan who were sitting there also turned to the owner of the Grissham Company. Arya frowned, "Actually, what's wrong with Anan and lord Kemal?" his inner.

"Kok I'm so sad to see Mr. Kemal like that. I want to feel like I'm hugging him. Astagfirullah. People misunderstand me again. No. No. But, I fucked Mr. Kemal. I feel like Mr. Kemal has something to do with me. Ah. no way," Anan's inner.

"No.no. I am okay Raka," said Mr. Kemal realized from his thoughts. Then continue to lunch.

After lunch, Arya and Anan leave the Grissham Company building.

"What do you have to do with Mr Kemal?" arya asked in the middle of their journey.

Arya suspects Anan to be related to Kemal. Moreover, he remembered the words Septy time in the library. Arya suspects that what Septy said is true.

"I mean father?" anan asked confusedly.

"Did you not see, how did the countenance of Kemal look upon you?" ask Arya to clarify.

Not yet Anan answered, Arya again asked, "You.. don't do what your friend accuses you, right?"

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