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33. Choose which one?

The awkward attitude is clearly visible to Tasya who is sitting next to Banyu who is driving a car. While Banyu looks cold with a calm attitude, while paying attention to the road they are crossing. They had been silent for a few minutes in the car. Until Tasya began to fidget and try to find talks with Banyu.

"How are you, my son?" Tasya asked while glancing at Banyu who was still focused on the wheel.

"It's getting better." Sahut Banyu without even glancing at Tasya.

"His injury?"

"Where? Almost all over her face bruised and wounded."

Tasya swallowed his saliva and then sighed deeply.

"Yes, anywhere." Finally he responded to Banyu's reply which sounded indifferent to him.

"It's starting to dry up. You don't see him anymore?" Banyu asked, turning his steering wheel to the right, to avoid the truck that almost just grazed his car.

"Later tonight it may be mas." Sahut Tasya's.

"Oh. With your son?" Ask Banyu again.

Tasya glanced at Banyu and sighed again.

"I'm sorry my son said last night." Tasya felt bad about Rafis' last night speech to Banyu.

"It's okay, the name's a kid. I salute him instead, for he dares to speak." Banyu gave a small smile and remembered Rafis' figure.

"Yes, I'm sorry anyway."

"It's okay." Banyu Sahut.

Then silence...

"His warehouse is still far away?" Tasya asked, a few minutes later. Actually, the more there is no communication between them, it makes Tasya more confused to behave during the trip with Banyu.

"Fifteen minutes to go." Banyu said, as he watched his watch.

"Mas...

" Have you had breakfast?" Cut Banyu, while glancing at Tasya who also equally glanced at him. Their gazes met each other, it made the atmosphere even more awkward.

"It." Sahut Tasya's.

"Oh. thank goodness. How's the wound on your calf?"

"Hmmm, it's already starting to dry. Thank you mas. Mas already..

" Yes together." Cut Banyu again.

Tasya closed her lips and cast her gaze to the side window of the silver sedan. For some reason, he felt Banyu deliberately made himself into a dead flea. Finally he chose to stay still, until the car driven by Banyu arrived at a warehouse which was also a workshop where furniture was ordered by the company where Tasya worked.

"We're here, let's go down." Banyu said, releasing his seatbelt.

"Come.." Banyu said as he walked first from Tasya. Tasya followed the handsome man's footsteps, who led him into the warehouse.

Arriving at the warehouse, some workers greeted Banyu kindly. Even with Banyu who returned their greetings kindly. Tucked away was also a sweet smile on Banyu's thin lips. Tasya was stunned, he very rarely saw that sweet smile being thrown at him.

"Let's go to that room." Banyu pointed to a room made of a used container that was transformed into an impromptu office inside the warehouse. Even so, the impromptu office is equipped with air conditioning and also complete facilities. Such as toilets and chairs and tables, to receive customers who visit the warehouse.

Arriving in the office. It was seen that an employee was sitting there. The employee greeted Banyu kindly, then allowed Tasya to sit in a guest chair made of teak wood, as well as a padded base and also red heart. The impression of luxury in the room, making people who were in the office did not feel like they were in a container.

"Please prepare a drink for Tasya's mother." Pinta Banyu to the employee and welcomed a nod from the employee. The employee then left the office. Now Banyu and Tasya are alone in the room.

His bag swept his gaze across the room. While Banyu, giving examples or models of furniture in the form of catalogs that he has prepared to be seen by Tasya, before they explore the warehouse to see the production, before they explore the production, ready-made examples and also materials from the furniture.

"Please," Banyu said as he presented the catalogue to Tasya.

Tasya's view landed on that catalog. Then he grabbed the catalog and began to pay attention one by one of everything in the catalog.

"This is for the reception desk, this is for the waiting sofa. It's for the employee marketing office, it's also a file cabinet and it's for the manager's office." Banyu told one by one the furniture he would prepare for the office in Semarang.

"If yesterday's price has been the same deal, Mr Siswoyo?" Ask Tasya.

"Already, so if there is a change. Can be discussed now, before production. So, I just want to give it consideration. Yesterday Mr. Siswoyo asked from ordinary materials. But I think it's better to wear this one. The price difference is only three million difference from the chosen Mr. Siswoyo. But I dare guarantee this will last. Anti termite and more elegant models." Banyu light on one of the furniture that has been ordered by Siswoyo.

"Hmm. how do you. I'm new at this. I'm with Siswoyo sir. I dare not decide what else to replace furniture and add to the price." Tasya looks reluctant to choose advice from Banyu.

Banyu smiled and looked at Tasya closely.

"Now you have become his assistant Mr. Siswoyo. That's the sign that this is your field. When you are faced with two choices, choose the best. Because it's for the long term. If you choose only because it is easier to reach, when it will be damaged in a short time, the company will lose and mistakes will be thrown at you or our craftsmen. In fact, I know Mr. Siswoyo is playing in the price mark-up. I just don't want to tell Mr. Anton. Because I don't want people fired because I open my voice. Choose the best."

Tasya frowned. Although Banyu speaks like a marketing man, but Banyu's words sound like he is insinuating himself. He was thinking and admiring two men. The Banyu brothers and Putra.

"Mas...

"So which one is Tasya?" Cut Banyu.

Tasya looked at Banyu carefully. Then he took a long breath.

"Me, can Banyu please?" Tasya asked as she stared fixedly at Banyu.

"Huh?" Banyu was flabbergasted and his eyes rounded as he returned Tasya's gaze.

"No, I'm kidding. Banyu was too serious this morning. Please drink the coffee mas, let's not be too serious," Tasya said as he offered a glass containing hot coffee that he had just received from the hands of employees who had just entered carrying two cups of coffee Banyu order.

"Thank you" Banyu said, receiving the coffee from Tasya's hand.

Tasya nodded and smiled sweetly at Banyu. Which makes Banyu more wrong behavior because of it.

"Damn it. He dared to play the word to me." Inner Banyu, smiled faintly before he sipped coffee in his glass.