
As their lies are equally perfectly arranged, so is Lengkara. Bima did not suspect anything when his wife contacted him while the man was still on his way.
Long enough not to set foot into the company due to allergies a few days ago, this afternoon Bima became the center of attention of employees. However, for this time not because of good looks or confused why not to the office long enough, but precisely the pink stock box that Bima brought.
"You must be very tired, what if the big master knows this matter?"
"Since when has he cared about my fatigue, Mr Chan?" Bima smiled bitterly for the painful facts in her life.
If you are tired or not, honestly not. What he had spent so many years was more exhausting than this. Bima is not a problem at all, even though he had to go home with such a long distance and only had time to bring up his nose for a while in the office.
Bima tried his best, for now it is only this step that he can titi. At first Yudha asked Bima to take him better, but if he really did then it was likely that he would have a hard time meeting Yudha.
"You've grown up so great, Madam must be so proud to know her son is this mature."
"Hopefully, Mr. Chan," Bima replied with a deep sigh, it was already noon and he could just sit quietly.
Assistant Chan was still staring at Bima regretfully. A little late, the gaping wound in Bima's heart was already so severe because of the inner torment of Atmadjaya and his young wife.
"Sir Chan why do I see me that?" bima asked then when she realized the sad gaze of the middle-aged man.
"Sorry young master, I'm late and let you fumble all this time."
"No problem, I can still be with them is more than enough, Mr. Chan."
He did not look angry, even though Chandra Liow's mistake was quite fatal if you want to discuss. Knowing everything that happened, the eyewitness of Atmadjaya's life in youth was silent for years and covered up the facts about the secret of the real Mrs Atmadjaya.
"Ah yes, what is the provision prepared by young lady?"
Bima smiled thinly, barely visible and her gaze was fixed on the square box on the table. His status was even higher than the documents his assistant had put on the table yesterday.
"Yes .. take it that way."
Realize that Lengkara did not give the provision for him, but Yudha. For that Bima doubted actually, but at this time he wanted to too. Even more so after the long journey he went through.
"Funny," praised Mr. Chan who made Bima's eyes twitch sharply, he understood where Chandra was talking and did not seem to be a real compliment.
"Like my daughter's," he continued later and managed to make Bima close his eyes, happy assistant and confidant of his father.
"What's that funny?"
"Sorry, young master .. I'm sorry."
As soon as he could say goodbye, Bima who was quiet did not mean she could not rise in blood. However, the box of his superior stock is too dear if not laughed at.
"Sucks ... Yudha too ays!!"
Bima seems to be no different from a man who has two wives, as much as possible should be divided and of course confidential. An hour ago he was in the office, now the man was in a place that in the end he really called home.
Place back and Bima's heart felt a little calmer. The warm welcome of her mother paid for all the tiredness Bima felt, as well as the smile of the man who always showed as if she was fine.
"You okay?"
"As you can see, very good."
"I just found out you're allergic to meat, Bim .. I was really worried yesterday" he said without looking at Bima, really attentive.
"I ate a little, but it felt like I was going to die."
Bima threw her body on the sofa, looking at Yudha who is now busying herself with her favorite playstation. Yudha's face looked serious, if he said he wanted to enjoy life because it was always spent on work and work. Yes, about the reason Yudha for the sake of Bima granted all her wishes to be at home.
"Guugh!! Goddamnit!!"
"Yudha," called Bima after long enough to let Yudha enjoy her world.
"Why? You want to play too?"
"Not ... Kara cooks fried rice, will you?"
Yudha who had been focusing forward, suddenly stopped as soon as he heard Bima's question. The man turned his head slowly, his eyes condensing as he stared at the stock box that Lengkara had shown a few months before the accident.
"It's got a nutty, pretty, right?"
So clearly imagined in the mind of Yudha, Lengkara's grin when showing the results of his hunt. As promised, Lengkara really prepare provisions if it has become a wife.
"For you, he cooks for you, Bim."
"For Yudha, not Bima," said Bima immediately made a silent atmosphere, the two men looked at each other and looked the same.
"You're her husband, Bima, appreciate the effort."
Their discussion is unlikely to end. Until, Bima was silent when she realized someone was contacting her. The man's eyes crept softly and suddenly worried as he heard who was talking.
"What's? She's in the office?"
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- To Be Continued