Aero The Kidnapper's
The Part 70

"Aero ever do that?!"

"Ever sir."

"When?"

"About a year or two ago. When the proliferation of coal entrepreneurs borrow money to Mas Aero."

Just now Jordi recounted the incident when Aero kidnapped a woman, thwarting the sweet girl's marriage in a way that no one thought was right. The woman dressed in a beautiful modern kebaya white color which after being confirmed turned out to know nothing about her future husband. And when that happened, Aero realized he was missteps. It might destroy someone's future. Or actually saving Rea from the cruelty of life.

"Did that kid have a lot of money?"

Instead of shrinking, Danunjaya did not know the amount of savings his son. He believes that coal entrepreneurs cannot borrow hundreds of millions of dollars, certainly billions. And anyway, Aero only works at his firm.

"What I know is borrowed several times, and totaled to be able to build a new gym building and equipment."

Danunjaya nodded just starting to understand. It turned out that his son not only thought about his hobby of competing but also started doing business. "And a few days ago, Mas Aero came with the girl."

"Whose name?"

Jordi silent. He simply returned the curious gaze of the big Boss with a flat face. It was hard for her to give the girl her identity. It is not impossible if one day, when Mr. Danunjaya is angry he can act strange.

Knowing that Jordi is also Aero's man, it means keeping the man's secret, Danunjaya appreciates his attitude. It means Jordi's job is really hard. One side sided with Aero the other side following this Master's direction. "I won't do anything. Just want to know."

It took a few minutes for Jordi to give an answer. He needs to think about the bad good that will be caused. Do not let Regina, the woman who had been made difficult by Aero was also made difficult by his Father. "Name Regina Athalia." Call Jordi at the end. It's a little heavy, but it looks like this should be clarified.

"Beautiful?"

Jordi slightly did not expect the first response to slide from his Boss' lips. He thought Mr. Danun would ask how Rea's personality was. But yes already, see how the expression of his boss who looks so curious he also voiced, "Father never met."

"Oh yeah? Where's?"

"Remember when we checked up to the hospital? In the hallway we meet Mas Aero who is talking to two women and-"

"Oh! That girl." Mr. Serobot in this wheel chair is fast. Although his age is no longer said to be young, his memory is quite good. He quickly found out who Jordi meant. Suddenly the old man smiled. "Pretty. Rich Mama Aero."

Jordi admitted it. At first glance Rea's stature is like the late Madame Danunjaya. But they are still different in various ways. Rea tends to be careless, frank and willing to argue. While Mrs Danunjaya is so considerate and less like to argue. She really is a submissive female type.

"Mas Aero was interested, but he refused to believe."

"If he's brought that woman to the gym, he's already trusting enough."

Before long someone who was being talked about appeared from behind the door. Without knocking on the door of the library first. It was like knowing where his father was.

"You're talking to me again?" Without shame he asked. Showing his existence, showing his arrogance and arrogance.

"Who else?" Answer the old man straightforwardly. Indeed the top topic of his encounter with Jordi was about him.

"Wasn't there any boss?"

Aero said while sitting himself on one of the sofas. His body was still clad in a black suit.

"The longer the more interesting. Drama story just lost the story of your life."

"Where are you going tomorrow? Tumbens." Secretly in Danunjaya's heart cheered. Although the look of his face is tuned to always be flat as indifferent and not interested. It was rare for Aero to ask such a question. Will he be invited to watch his match? If so, eat quickly Danunjaya will say ok. Rarely did his son ask for this kind of support, usually Danunjaya had to come to the venue in silence.

"I'm going to bed for a girl. At 7pm we leave. Jordi, Ardi, Deni, Mbok Darmi and Mba Yanti were invited. I bought the uniform in the middle room. If I stay late!"

Without waiting for an answer, Aero immediately stood up and left the room. Leaving Jordi and Danunjaya who were thinking hard. They were digesting well the quick sentence that Aero had just said.

"Di!"

"Yes sir?!"

"Try checking Aero's body temperature. Hot times stuff. He likes to talk about being sick again."

The big boss said so. He pushed his own wheelchair toward a not-so-high bookshelf. His hands immediately raised to look for the title sought. With his index finger he read every back of the book lined up on the second shelf from above. After finding it, he easily took it and opened it. The man read quietly.

"I'm saying yes sir." Jordi's permission was over not knowing what she should do in the room. He was eager to see what was happening in the living room. Because through the door that Aero opened earlier, he had caught some people standing there.

...***...

Jordi was quite dumbfounded by what was in the middle room. Some parcels or more precisely parcels or whatever is scattered on the table, sofas to the carpet. Who is there now lives Mba Yanti-assistant whose job is to clean the room in this house - is removing goods from the paper bag.

"What is Mba?"

"Eh Mas Jordi's. It's a uniform, he said for tomorrow's show." Appoint the 40-year-old woman to him. Shirts made of black base batik fabric.

"What are those things for?!" Jordi advanced closer looking at the conspicuous item on the table. Is there a bag in it? Why do we need to be wrapped like that? Is it not excessive?

"That's his name, Mas. Make Mas Aero application. O Allah, Mba Yanti also invited time. Never dreamed of being brought to this important family event." Can not be covered up Mba Yanti does look very sumringah now.

"Where else is Mba?!" This time the driver of the Danunjaya family entered to bring again the package, followed behind him Mbok Darmi also brought. Suddenly Jordi hot cold. What he saw was successful in making goosebumps. This many? Is there anything else out there? Jordi looked around to find out.

"Under nothing sir. I'll clean up later." Mba Yanti's orders, in her hands, were also ready for the clothes she wanted to give to Mr. No. "It's tomorrow's dipake sir. Our uniform hehehe."

"Me too?" The man's face was no less happy while researching the batik clothes that were already in his hands. "Size M. Wow really!"

If Mbok Darmi, Mba Yanti and Pak No are still excited by his batik uniform. Jordi is confused as to what to behave. His tongue felt dull and his brain felt stuck. The only thing he knows is, he needs to call Mr. Danun here. Not only is Aero sick, maybe some people here are sick too.

However, not until he stepped wide following his master, his steps had already come to a halt. The man in the wheelchair was already behind Mba Yanti. Middle looking at the crowd that happened with a frown.

"Mr!" Exclaim Jordi while walking briskly towards the Big Boss.

"Where is that kid?" Ask Mr. Danun coldly.

"Let me call."

"Nga! Where's aero?! I want to follow up. Same thing to ask something. Since when did he get sick? Don't like to worry me. A match can make me suddenly hanged, let alone this!"

Again, the man did not believe what he saw. Suddenly Aero asked himself whether there was busyness or not could be said to be wrong. Suddenly propose to a woman? He thought his son was joking. But when it comes to uniforms and offerings scattered in the middle room of his house. He needs a long explanation of his son's mouth. He'll force Aero to talk, anyhow.

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