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46. Come to mama

Geck! Geck!

The door of the room occupied by the Son opened. Two women in housekeeping uniforms entered the room carrying each of them a tray in their hands.

"His lunch is mas." Said a housekeeper who was still around twenty years old. The son simply nodded and again threw his gaze out the window of the luxurious room.

The room that is dominated by the golden color is quite spacious. Complete with expensive furniture inside, making Putra look like a prince. But the face of the Son still looks restless. The thirty-five-year-old man looked back at the screen of his phone that was in his hand. He had just read the message sent by Banyu, his older brother. Banyu sent a pictorial message, an example of a parcel of a proposal that Banyu handed over to Putra for him to choose for himself for his and Tasya's day of application.

It is not the picture of the parcel that makes the Son silent on the luxurious bed. But Banyu's question is quite curious where the existence of the Son at this time. Banyu asked many questions for the Son.

Where are you?

Just who are you?

Who's Alia?

Are you with Alia?

How's your application?

If you were with Alia, how would the woman you would apply for? Don't you think about her feelings?

Does Tasya know about Alia?

Woii...! Why don't you reply!

The son!

You choose the parcels yourself.I'm dizzy!

Where are you? Please reply to my message!

The son let out a long sigh and he started typing messages for Banyu.

A', I'm fine. Regarding the choice of the parcel, I leave it to A'a. I've transferred the money. I'm sorry A', I'm troubling a'a. A', the application event must be running. So don't worry, I'll come. But I can't take care of everything. I beg you, a'a take care of it. I'll see a'a tomorrow afternoon...

Men's Reply.

"Please enjoy the mas" said one of the two house assistants.

"Yes, thank you." Putra Sahut.

The two housekeepers smiled and nodded, then walked towards the door.

"Eh.. mbak!" Call Son.

The two housekeepers stopped their steps and turned to the Son.

"Yes mas?"

"Where's alia?" Ask the son who still looks pale.

"There's in my backyard."

"He's what again?" Ask the Son again.

"Just sit down and enjoy a glass of tea, mas,"

"Oh..."

"You want to call?"

Several times the tone of the call sounded, but Taysa did not lift the call from her. The son began to look panicked, he continued to try to contact Tasya. But the results remain nil. Until footsteps are heard from outside the room, making the atmosphere feel gripping for the Son. Sure enough, just after he threw his phone on the bed, Alia was seen entering the room with a big smile, looking at Putra with his gaze that looks so creepy in the eyes of the Son.

"Hi dear.. haven't eaten yet?" Alia asked as she approached the Son.

"I-i-this just wanted to eat." Sahut Putra as he went to approach the dish located on the table of Teak wood in the room.

"Oh, do you want me to take a bribe?" Ask Alia again.

"No need," the Son tried to be ordinary, then he began to taste dishes that were specially cooked for him.

"Nake?" Alia asked as she sat in front of the Son.

"E-good." The son looked at Alia while trying to smile at the girl.

"Thank God. After eating, don't forget to eat the medicine.." Alia grabs a plastic bag containing medicines from the hospital for Putra. Then, he tried to take Putra the drugs according to the dosage listed, for Putra consumption after eating later.

"So let it heal quickly." Alia smiled sincerely, while offering Son the medicine he had just put on a small plate.

"Thank you." The son greeted the plate containing the drugs and placed it next to his glass.

"Eat a lot yes. I asked the assistant to cook it for you." Alia smiled again showing off her row of white and neat teeth.

The son was stunned, he continued to look at Alia and tried to return the beautiful girl's smile.

The son was not stunned because of the beauty of Alia. But beside the side of his obsession Alia to him, it turns out that Alia is really sincere to take care of her who is still in the process of healing. The sincerity of the Son can feel for himself, starting from the look in Alia's eyes and the way Alia talks that looks more relaxed than usual.

"Thank you, yeah..." Say Putra, while starting to eat the dish.

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At exactly five o'clock in the afternoon, some of the employees and employees began to leave the room. Now, in the room only lives Tasya and two other people who are still cool sitting in front of their computers.

Brakkkk..!

Suddenly, three boxes were thrown and landed on Tasya's desk. Tasya who was daydreaming was surprised because of her. He looked at the three boxes listed by the three different famous brands, then he looked at Riyanti who stood up while folding her hands arrogantly.

"No! Wear it!" Riyanti said with a jealous look.

"W-what is this mbak?" Tasya asked her innocently.

"You ask? Didn't you deliberately approach Mr Anton, so that you could get all this for free? You know the price? It all exceeds your self-esteem. You don't deserve to wear it." Riyanti said as she brought her face closer to Tasya's face.

"Astaghfirullah mbak.."

"Astaghfiullah? A cheap woman like you said that word? HYPOCRITE!"

Two reflex employees looked at Riyanti and Tasya, when they heard Riyanti's words that were so painful for Tasya.

"Mr.. i..."

"Already! Don't talk too much. Quickly put it on, or I'll drop it all in the trash!" Riyanti glared at Tasya, though, then he immediately left the room with a breath of tightness as he restrained his emotions to Tasya who he knew would walk along with Anton to attend the event of the successful rulers in a Ballroom at the hotel star in Jakarta.

"Why not me!" Riyanti complained while pressing the elevator button violently.

"Is that old jackass starting to want to get rid of me? Did the itchy woman manage to get the attention of the old man?" Her muttering.

"Can't! the woman must accept the consequences of her itchy behavior! I'll teach him a lesson!" Riyanti Batin. He abandoned his intention to enter the elevator that had just opened. Then she walked to the woman's toilet on the floor and waited for Tasya to come and change her clothes with the dress she had prepared at Anton's request.

"Come to mama..." Riyanti muttered with her sly face.