When Talak Has Spoken
Chapter 31 Always Wants to Be Close
The cynical gaze cast Ajeng on Bisma. Why expect him to be a friend, all this time Bisma did not care about the existence of Ajeng and Lala, so that his little daughter never felt the warmth of the affection of a man called father.
Seeing the rays of hostility drawn in Ajeng's clear eyes made Bisma sigh. But he wasn't discouraged. Somehow this time he wanted to hear Ajeng's voice speak to him longer. Even though all he heard was a hostile cynical tone coming out of those brick-red lips.
“I will not forbid Mr. Bhishma to come to see Lala. Because that is your right,” Ajeng said firmly without looking at the face of Bhishma.
The position of the two who were side by side made Ajeng distance himself. The smell of masculine perfume is so inherent in its smell. He pulled his arm from the hand of the chair which he had unknowingly clasped with the firm arm of Bhishma.
Ajeng leaned his body and folded his hands to his chest. Now his eyes focused forward to see the regent of Malang who was delivering a word of greeting while opening the event.
“Jeng ..” Bisma brought her body to the side so that the two faces were almost not far apart.
Ajeng was surprised by the actions of Bhishma. A warm breath of bisma was felt to his face. He glared sharply at the deeds of Bhishma.
Smile expands on Bhishma's face looking at Ajeng's reddened face holding back the emotions for his actions. Somehow his heart was happy to have succeeded in making Ajeng upset. There is a happiness that he feels to continue to disturb the former.
The focus of Bhishma is now on one point. His eyes stared unblinkingly at the word for word that Ajeng conveyed when he became a resource person at a day seminar for SMEs and MSMEs in Malang district.
His thanks were conveyed directly to the regent who attended and immediately gave his appreciation, as well as the relevant parties who supported him so that he reached the point of success he now achieved.
Ajeng is not stingy in dividing his knowledge. It is also ready to help business people or new players who lack capital by becoming a fatner to market household industrial products that have just begun to operate and do not yet have a name on the market.
Aplus a festive given when he has finished delivering the material to evoke motivation for new business actors. When Ajeng came down from the podium Hilman approached him by giving a bouquet of roses.
One podium cheers to see the romantic scenery presented in front. Ajeng's face blushed unexpectedly with Hilman's treatment in front of Malang city officials and even MSME and SME participants who attended the ongoing activities.
“Ih, mr. Hilman makes ngiri .... “ grasa-grusu and nosy voice heard on the side of the podium by the staff Bisma saw Ajeng who was just smiling while Hilman raised two thumbs up making the women clap.
“His art is Ajeng ma'am. Want dong pak Hilman,” Vienna single women office staff Bisma also issued a voice.
Bisma clenched her fingers with a feeling of annoyance. He saw Hilman and Ajeng approaching Didik, his assistant who was still coordinating with Deby for the next session.
His eyes could not be seen the couple who were now walking away from the hotel ballroom towards the exit. He quickly approached Didik who was still in conversation with Deby.
“Dik ... “
“Eh sir Bisma .... “ Educated views Bisma seriously.
“Where was Ajeng and his friend earlier?” regardless of the whereabouts of Deby who looked at her expectantly, Bisma immediately questioned her staff.
“Oh that .. pak Hilman and mbak Ale are important affairs beyond that can not be left .... “ Didik explained what Hilman had told him.
“Where ?” bisma's curiosity made him continue to pursue Didik.
“Lack of knowing also the sir,” Didik said while scratching his head that is not itchy with an uncomfortable look at his boss.
“I'm out. Please handle activities as long as I have not returned,” Bhishma said firmly.
Regardless of the views of his two staff, Bisma's footsteps led him out of the ballroom. His feeling was relieved when he reached the lobby to see Ajeng and Hilman who had just entered the car that picked the two up.
He could see how Hilman's treatment opened the door for Ajeng and closed it again once Ajeng had sat on the second bench.
“Pak ... “ with gopoh Ibn come to him.
“Where are we sir?” Ibnu could not hide the curiosity of the attitude of his superiors who looked tense this time.
“Follow it, the driver's money will I change,” Bisma said flat regardless of Ibnu, “And do not forget to keep a safe distance, do not worry.”
Ibn was immediately speechless to hear the words of his superior. It was only three months that he was close to his new boss. The loyal attitude of Bhishma made her happy to work together and follow whatever she wanted.
Before the arrival of Bhishma, his superior was RenoAndika who had now mutated to Kaltim and moved to the service. Changing superiors also provide additional windfall to him. Every task he does outside office hours, will always flow. Bisma is not stingy to share.
Only thing he does not like is the closeness of his boss with Deby who he thinks is not a woman who deserves to be a companion for life. Moreover, the class of Bhishma he saw was a straight man.
Almost an hour of their journey through to enter the countryside that looks cool and calm. The car that Ibnu drove finally entered a simple culinary area that now looks crowded, coinciding with lunch hour.
Ibnu did not know who they are now following and what mission they are running so continue to follow the car that is now parked in the garage available.
Still keeping a safe distance, Ibnu finally parked the car. His eyes were sharp at the sight of the passengers who had started to disembark from the car seven meters away from their current existence.
“Lho sir, is that Ale and Hilman?” Ibnu could not hide the curiosity that had disturbed his mind since.
“Yok get down and follow them,” without any desire to explain Bisma commanding Ibn to follow him.
With great astonishment Ibn saw Bisma who opened his dinner shirt and left a plain blue shirt. Black glasses have been perched on the nose of his nose, do not forget the branded hat that has now perfectly closed his dense black hair.
Seeing the gawking style of Ibnu made Bisma lose patience. He opened the dashboard of the car removing sunglasses and hats that there.
“Nih, quickly wear. Replace your shirt with a t-shirt in a paper bag at the back.”
Ibn's eyes immediately rounded to see the famous brand of paper bag containing Balenci t-shirt.
“Make me pack?” Ibnu did not believe in the branded goods that were now in his hands.
“Cut salary,” replied Bisma flat without caring for Ibnu cengo face.
“Ya Allah this is what it feels like to make branded goods ... “ Ibnu's germs after getting out of the car.
He immediately pursued the steps of Bhishma who was now far from his eyes. His heart was filled with questions about the behavior of the Bhishma who followed the tide that was not aware of the presence of the two of them.
Now Ibnu knew that they were in the area of catfish cultivation. He looked around him. Awe came into his mind.
“Wah, so rich a person who has a restaurant and catfish pond produced by himself,” his mumbling while shaking his head full of admiration.
From where he stands today, he can count there are 10 fairly large pools with several employees who do their respective tasks.
Bhishma still followed the steps of Ajeng and Hilman who were now together with a middle-aged man walking around in the pool area. He poked his ears sharply as Ibn walked closer. With his hand he gestured for Ibnu to remain in his position. He did not want Ajeng to be suspicious of his whereabouts that were now behind them.
“Why do you want to take off all this catfish land?” ajeng's voice was clearly caught in his hearing.
Mr. Tejo the landowner smiled kindly at Ajeng's question. His gaze led to the distance.
“My son is two, female and male. All traders in Surabaya and already have a family. Both of them didn't want to see me tired of managing this pool. Especially at an age that is already old ... “ pack Tejo said softly.
