23 23. Good For Me

"He's a unique guy, of course he won't believe me when I don't have proof. However, I can challenge him to find out the facts of the terrible incident that happened to me. I'll trade myself for the data he found. As long as my speech is logical and I dare to risk fifty-fifty. The young Master will consider me, " Thomas was so sure of his words.

Kiki tried to listen carefully, and this woman satisfied herself by praying in her heart. He could not respond to what Thomas had said. Because he had absolutely no idea who the young Master was and what kind of opinion he had about him.

"And one more, young Master is the kind of person that no one can influence, he is almost impossible to eat sweet talk. Have you ever heard of the annoying left-brain user? Having trouble using his heart?"Thomas's question got a shake of the head from Kiki.

"A man is cold, indifferent and has no empathy, except for his wife. To be honest I hated him, that person couldn't be influenced, even when I had the ability to negotiate. He really praised my work when I successfully completed the mission he gave me. And insulted me when I tried to get close to him. His secretary is the perpetrator of my murder, desperately seeking his sympathy. But he consistently used his own way of thinking and was firm with his attitude," Thomas recalled. Kiki seems to be introduced to someone she doesn't know exists.

"That's why you believe that young Master can help you?"

"Yes.. Thomas stood up, "now you know why I chose to be quiet because I'm not sure about my friends," Thomas's movement retreated and gave Kiki space. I hope she gets back to her life soon.

"Tell my friends, about my distrust of them, however, you don't need to tell the characteristics of that bastard woman, just let them be curious,"

"Yes," Kiki nodded, and she smiled faintly. For some reason, he was sure that Thomas would be fine. The man had already gone through a lot of bad things, luck would definitely land on him one day. Kiki's job is to pray.

The girl stepped towards the door. She turned around for a moment. Waving, " bye Thomas,"

"bye," Thomas said. "Kihrani.."

"Oh, you know my name..."Kiki looks as the girl smiles.

"Yes.. Kih 'Rani," this is Thomas's voice, " the correct pronunciation and writing for the name should be Khirani,"

"Haha.. I also know that, my father wrote wrong when making a birth certificate for me" said Kiki.

Thomas laughed, " it doesn't matter what you write wrong, you still mean good to your father, your brothers and now to me."

"Ah' you're very good at talking,"

Thomas finally showed his neat teeth. He smiled broadly, "it's not that I'm good at talking, I honestly want to say thank you, but I know you hate that sentence,"

"Yes.. I hate it, I'd better get a rag like this once in a while," the girl spoke casually, still indulging her smile.

"Your coming makes me even more sure that good will come for me, no need to worry, I believe good will fill my life after this," Thomas raised his thumb, then changed the thumb with an open palm. Kiki followed him the next step he disappeared behind the door.

***

The car drove, and went faster this time. Mahendra was unable to go directly to the mother's house. His left-hand holds a stylus pen, and the pen moves on another smartphone, and a wide smartphone is in Mahendra's lap.

Business sites reported that Djoyo Makmur Group shares fell by several percent. The reason that Surya-as his successor-said was the anger of one of his colleagues because he felt unappreciated by the absence of the president in an important meeting between companies. And it turns out that many parties feel the same way until the stocks are shaken because of rumors of Mahendra's departure.

"Herry find my headset," even though the headset that Mahendra is looking for is located on the back of his aide's chair, which means right in front of Hendra. Herry flipped over and climbed onto his seat, trying to lower his head to look for the headset behind his chair.

His old eyes were consistently looking at the charts on the screen, while the blue-eyed man's right hand was transformed into a pedestal to eat his wife.

Herry pulled his lips after successfully handing the headset to his master. The man, who seemed busy, painstakingly put the headset on his ear and then tried to link the connector with his left hand. Because his right hand focused the afternoon meal towards the night that is currently enjoyed by pregnant women.

[Surya..]

[Yes,]

(Are you still in the office?]

[Yes,]

(Well, stay there I'll be there soon,)

[Yes,] consistent answer solar

[Oh yeah.. press release about my wife's pregnancy, try to do that to dismiss the rumors I just disappeared]

[The thing is, you don't have maternity photos yet, the articles we make tend to be unable to convince colleagues. Different segmentation Hendra.]

[Ah' shit] Hendra just remembered. The rumors he dismissed weren't from infotainment or anything like that. Those who want to be made aware that they do not disappear just like that are a group of businessmen who will not read what else to look at such online portal sites.

[Okay.. okay.. I have an idea,] it's Hendra's voice.

"Hendra my food already," Aruna's voice greeted. She asked her husband to lower his hands.

The woman said she wanted to eat alone by holding her lunch box. But the man even made his hands like a table. Initially, Mahendra helped his wife eat until Surya said hello. And ended up more busy with his phone, then cool silence on another smartphone that is larger in size.

"Why just eat the rice?"Hendra bullied his wife.

"You know I don't like chicken since I was pregnant," Aruna defended herself.

"Quickly eaten, no need for many reasons," said Hendra, did not see his wife bend her lips.

[Surya, do you still hear me?]

[Yeah sure,]

[Contact some business magazines, tell them Djoyo Makmur Group will run the 3rd annual party that was delayed, also tell this year the reporters will get an invitation, so this time the event is not just for internal DM Group]

[Well, when where, what date? The news must be clear, Hen..]

[Yes, so wait a minute, I'm going to the office] Mahendra hung up the call.

"Alvin, change the direction of the car towards the headquarters," Mahendra said.

Alvin also hurriedly checked the red light in front. Just now, this aide turned in his direction. The passenger seat in the back presents the sound of vomit.

"Alvin, find a place, let's Park for a moment," Mahendra said as his hand reached for the tissue.

"What happened?"Mahendra's question came barrage, and the man seemed to panic. Aruna took out half of the food. He can't answer anything yet.

Fortunately, the vomit was put in a bag, and even the woman pushed her husband's body away. Again, the man tried to get closer.

When Aruna was better, she squinted at Mahendra, "I told you I can't eat chicken!! Why are you forcing me!" the pregnant woman looked gasping with a red face, runny nose, and eyes, as well as scattered tissue around her.

"I thought you were just.." Hendra kept his mouth shut. There is no point in defending himself at the moment. The man again reached for the tissue when he found his wife closing her eyes. Limp, leaning his head on the back of the sofa.

"What do you need Sir? let me go buy it, " is Herry's voice.

Alvin has managed to park the car in the minimarket yard.

"Water, wet wipes, what do you want baby?" he asked Aruna.

"Wind oil,"

"Buy therapeutic scented wind oil," said Mahendra.

Along with Herry's departure, Alvin was more busy with opening the door near his missus seat. The aide tried to clean the scattered wipes.

"Hey, let me get rid of that plastic.. not you, " asked Mahendra.

"No problem, sir."

"That's dirty, my ex-wife let me go.."Alvin did not hear Mahendra's call. The aide immediately cleaned it, then moved away after closing the car door next to his lady.

"Hendra. I don't like Chicken, Don't want to eat that anymore," Aruna had trouble holding herself back from grumbling. I don't know why his heart was so upset. "I've told you before,"

"Sorry.. I forgot.. you shouldn't have had to eat it."

"But it was you who insisted, so I tried.. instead of being angry, " Aruna cried.

"I was busy, honey. I didn't realize.."Mahendra makes excuses. "Already.. don't cry anymore.."