Wife Result Colongan

CHAPTER 1

Tired, after traveling around the city applying for work from one office to another. However, not a single office has accepted me.

Stopping the motor on the side of the road intends to take a short break. Thirsty, reached into the bottle of mineral water in the backpack just about to gulp down some water. I heard someone screaming for help.

Without a second thought I immediately put the motor towards the person. I found a tall, burly man lying next to his car. There were many bruises on his face. Getting off the bike helped him stand up. The man stood staggered while holding his stomach.

"What's up, sir?" tanyaku later.

"Help me, I've just been robbed" he said, grimacing with pain.

"Which way did the robbers run, sir?"

"There," he said, pointing in the direction.

"Yes, let me go, sir."

"I'm coming, Mas." There's no time, I nodded. After the man boarded immediately I set off the motor chasing the robber who might not have gone far.

Crowded vehicles pass by. The man I was shaking pointed at was one of the bikers. "That's sir, the man."

"Which one, sir?" I'm confused because there are so many bikers.

"The ride on the black color motor. Her hair was shaggy, and the other one had a tattoo on her hand" she explained. Netraku began to investigate. Meet, there he is. "Good, Sir. Handle, Sir!" my word then I began to drive a motorcycle in line with the robber.

The chase goes on, up to a village. Entering the small alleys. And finally a dead end. I don't want the robber to stop the bike.

So do I.

"No need to open the helmet for head protection." The man just nodded.

"Where are you going!" pekikku while preparing to put up the horses. The two robbers laughed dismissively.

Maybe because I saw my tall body and this electric pole. While the two robbers were thick and sturdy.

Doubt begins to haunt. Glancing at the body of the person I was trying to help. Then observe yourself and then observe the opponent's posture.

'He alone whose body was high stocked lost by the two robbers. Then will I be able to deal with it?'

It's been a long time since I've honed my martial arts.

Glug

Swallowing saliva, trying to encourage yourself. Taking a deep breath, I exhaled slowly and began to attack.

The first round I lost, had been hit several times on the face and stomach. Long time no fight just for a moment I've been exhausted.

After a few minutes, the two robbers finally managed to disable me. Throw down palms. Exhaling a long breath. Take the goods seized by the robber and hand them over to the owner.

"This is sir, the case." The man grabbed the suitcase from my hand. "Thank you, Mum." Then we shook hands.

I nodded slowly while smiling. "Together Sir."

"So did the police report, sir?" tanyaku later.

"It's over, maybe it'll be here soon." Sure enough, a few moments later the police came and immediately arrested the two robbers.

Me and the man had to stop by the police station first to make a statement.

After the police station business is over. The man I helped me eat said as a sign of gratitude. He refused several times, but was forced.

"Come on, don't refuse sustenance."

"Well then sir, come on." I finally resigned.

While waiting for the menu, we talked about a lot of things.

"Oh, yes, we've talked about many things but, not yet acquainted," exclaimed the man. Then we both chuckled.

Again, we shake hands. "My name is Arjuna, sir. Commonly called Juna."

"If my name is Satria, Mas."

I feel uncomfortable being called by him. Because if I look from my old face far below it.

"Sir, call Juna. Don't use it, "I'm kind of awkward. Fear Mr. Satria is angry or offended because I consider old.

He patted my right shoulder. "All right, Juna."

"Ma'af sir, I don't mean ...."

"It's okay, just relax, I'm actually older than you."

"Please sir, enjoy yourself," said the waiter after all the menu is ready to eat.

Compact nodding. "Thank you Ma'am" we said almost simultaneously.

"Yes, let's eat!" bring Mr. Satria.

"Let's sir, have a good meal!"

"Looking at the way you took the two robbers down, you're a martial arts master, huh?" ask Mr. Satria still while eating.

I chuckle. "Not good sir. But, it can be a little."

"Ah, you're low," the god.

"Oh, yes, you want me to give you a job" he said without further ado.

"Certainly want sir, because it has been a few days I'm muter-muter nyari job but can not yet."

"Well, what a coincidence."

"But, by the way, what work is it, sir?"

"So my wife's bodyguard." I was stunned to hear Mr. Satria's statement.

"Father sure," I said.

"Related, and I believe you can protect my wife from her ex-daughters."

I can be sure my forehead is wrinkled. "former?"

"Yes Jun, my new wife still communicates with her ex even though I have forbidden it."

Glug

I'll let go of the wife, gebetan bae doesn't have one yet. This really sophisticated Mr. Satria. He must be a conglomerate.

"So how come Jun, you didn't accept my offer?"

Think for a moment and try to convince yourself. "Ready sir, I accept."

"When do I start working, sir?"

"Once you come home, I introduce my wife who you will take care of later. And later at home I explain what and how you work."

Mr. Satria grabbed a business card from his pocket and gave it to me. "This is my home address. Come yes!"

Nodding slowly. "Well Sir!"

After eating, I decided to go home.

After the day leading up to the new afternoon I rushed to Mr. Satria's house.

Arriving in front of the gate of the house I was stunned to see the splendor of the house owned by Mr. Satria. Palace tub, magnificent and luxurious.

After being invited I went in and sat on the living room sofa. Netraku swept the entire room nuanced gold. Looks luxurious amazement I made. A lot of expensive furniture seems to be from abroad.

Maybe Mr. Satria is a conglomerate. I speculated for myself.

"Eh, you've come, Jun." Mr. Satria came out holding a young woman. He's about three years younger than me when he sees his face. Maybe daughter. Beautiful too.

I stood up while nodding slowly.

"June down, Jun!" As per his command, I sat back down.

"Oh, yes, this is my wife Riani, who you will take care of later."

Whahuh?

Wife?

Glug

I swallowed the saliva hearing Mr. Satria's statement. Truly sophisticated can get beautiful and young women. Even more worthy of being his daughter than his wife.

"Yes sir, ready!"

"Let's just relax, don't go gerogi!"

I chuckled while scratching the nape that was actually not itchy.

Then Mr. Satria explained what and how my work system. Follow wherever his young wife goes. What a durian crucifixion, getting a job following wherever the beautiful woman went.

I really didn't expect to get a job like this.

"Ready, Sir!"

His wife, Mr. Satria, did not seem to like him to protest with the decision taken by her husband.

"Mas, I'm not a child. I can take care of myself. No need to wear a bodyguard!" resounding.

But, Mr. Satria did not care even though his wife felt objection he remained in his stance.

"Jun, from tomorrow you standby here yes, so if at any time my wife wants to go, you control!"

"Ready, Sir!"

Again, his wife protested. "I don't want to wear a bodyguard, Mom!"

"Oh, so that you are free to meet your mamtan, huh? Hmm?!"

"That's not it, Mas is why, always possessive. I told you I had nothing to do with him!"

Mouthfighting is inevitable. I'm going all wrong here. Want to interfere badly, want to break up do not know how?

Pak Satria's emotions were getting out of control he slapped his wife repeatedly.

I looked at the other side of Mr. Satria. On the outside he was gentle but, at home he turned temperamental. Tub monsters.

"Already sir, already!" Trying to mediate. However, Mr. Satria did not listen to my words.

"You've come home, come back here tomorrow." I'm nodding.

"My wife needs to be taught a lesson so she knows!"

I'm unmoving.

Then Mr. Satria dragged his wife into a room. There was a cry for mercy from his wife. However, Mr. Satria still beat him.

I don't understand why such a trivial matter should be brought up, wonder?

A maid passed by immediately I banished. "Bak, that's poor for Bu Riani. How can you just shut up?"

"I'm just a maid here, Mas. I can what?  His own parents did not dare to do anything if Mr. Satria was angry."

I can be sure my forehead is wrinkled.

"Only the base of Bu Rianinya who is pretentious," said the maid then passed from before me.

Run across. The woman looked at me annoyed. "What else, Mom?"

"So if there is violence in this house all just silence?" Unable to stem the curiosity finally one question just popped out.

"Yes, how else, Mom. Later also if you work here will know by itself how the original Mr. Satria is."

"I suggest you should if the intention of working here do not mess around, Mas. Or you will regret it later. Just do what he is told. Don't interfere in his affairs."

"My advice anyway, you should undo Mas's intention, to work here!" The woman then left me alone in the living room.

I flinch between wondering who exactly Mr. Satria is, and pitying Bu Riani. But, I myself am confused not knowing despite what to do.

Unable to hear Bu Riani's scream, I chose to leave. Arriving at home keep thinking about how the situation of Bu Riani. Eating is not good sleep is not good.

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