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The day of the meeting with the client also came, our client said that if he had searched for this house did not meet, had circled the complex several times also did not meet, until finally in between by the fathers of the guard complex. They came in tired, for some reason they were like sauces drained of power. The distance from their office is not far.

In the past served snacks and tea and coffee, chat pretty in the guest room.they like the wallpaper chosen Roy, as signifies that this is a design company. Kris and I prepared the projector and the materials that would be presented in the meeting room. It was supposed to be yesterday but I don't know why it was forgetfulness.

Once we were ready we all met in peace, very neat and organized. Smoothly without obstacles. Until finally one of our clients felt unwell, nauseous, indeed she was pregnant. I took him to the bathroom, and he asked for some time to get some fresh air in the backyard, sitting in a lounge chair looking at the craftsmen who were working on repairing the fish pond. I also decided to continue the meeting.

"Why sir, do you agree with our idea?". Roy asked.

"Yes we agreed, very much in line with what we wanted". Answer sir Dani agrees.

"Okay sir, please work together for the future. So now my meeting ends". Roy concluded the meeting.

Out of the meeting room we were looking for Bu Nila, and went to the backyard and finally they decided to go home. Ms. Nila asked to be wrapped in a legit layer cake because she thought it was very tasty and the baby in her body she said she wanted it.

Friends gathered and shared tasks about the meeting. After that I went back and monitored the artisan sir, until the day after the release of the fish. I plan on going to the fish shop and the flower shop. But I don't have time, want to buy online but I'm scared. Finally Kris wanted to buy it he said he made a shopping agreement with Gendhis. I list and screenshots whichever one is purchased.

"Tomorrow the wifi dateng yes, tomorrow I'm with Roy there is a gathering so not to the office". Ana.

"Whose picket is it? if I cook gamau I send you a meal from my mother's caterer". Ana added.

"My picket na, I want to go to the kitchen". Ambar said.

"Wow which one he says is saving". I said joking Ambar.

"Males ah again puyeng nih brains, the former already want to marry again, invited again". Ambar said with a lethargic and lazy face.

"Oh yeah, you na". Roy chimed in.

"It's confusing who's kabaaaaaaaa". Saut Ambar is upset.

The two of them were still arguing over the matter of the former, until finally there was Bu Hartanti knocking on the door.

"Son, this is my mother coming home and bringing me souvenirs." Said Ms. Hartanti while looking around.

"Thank you ma'am". Ana.

"Loh son, how did the walls change? my mother is forbidden to paint". Bu Hartanti said in shock.

"Not in the paint of the mother, this we paste with wallpaper, removablepun can really". Ana replied.

"Tap Mother has advised not to be in anything else son". Bu Hartanti replied stunned.

"Yes ma'am sorry before, to be honest we especially I feel uncomfortable with this house that feels empty, so we fix it a little". Toby said convincingly.

"But the owner of this house does not like son, duh how yes. Mending you guys get off". Bu Hartanti replied confusedly.

"His own mother". Answer Toby.

"Okay, gatau already, hanky-follow. I'll pick up Laras first". Said Ms. Hartanti as she stepped away from this house.

We are all confused by the intention of Bu Hartanti, who owns his house, he also does not want to occupy this house. Why is he so nervous.

Laras came and entered the house, Laras was the first child of Bu Hartanti, aged about 30 years and not married. Said the neighbor around the strange child Laras, but she was quite normal and beautiful with one-braided hair and wearing a white pearl bando. Likes to wear long skirts and shirts, he said also soft to say strange.

" Hey..". Said Baras greeting.

" Hey.. Ma'am..." Our word together.

"The living room is beautiful, does not feel worn and old-fashioned.I like it". Said Laras in a soft and slow tone.

"But it's good, you guys permission first to own the house, if the owner approves you just remodeled". Said Laras with his soft voice. We get confused, this is again angry what not.

"Sorry Mbak Laras, we do not mean that, we just want to feel comfortable and look like a beautiful office, because our client was here". Roy replied in a soft tone as well.

"Hmm. Can I go around the house? I have something to make sure". Say Barrel while passing.

We were all waiting in the living room, wondering what was this, if the anger just mengding in the maki just angry, if silent and soft this made us afraid.

" I'm going home.." Appeared Laras while walking away.

" Mr. mbak how mbak". Excited Toby chasing.

And no matter what Toby and Laras were talking about, they looked serious and conflicted. They talked long enough until Laras came home.

" How by" . Askaqua.

" Mr Laras likes the same arrangement we, let alone fixed fish ponds". Answer Toby.

" But why are you guys talking so seriously". Roy added.

" Laras Gasuka ma'am just you guys do not obey what his mother said. His mother became worried and upset, because this is a heritage house, his mother was afraid that the building of this house would not accept". Toby.

" That's why parno is so". Roy was confused.

" His name is old too. Gausa debated again. Thank goodness there are people who like and understand. If it can't be a catastrophe". Said Ana mediate.

" Huh! what a catastrophe Na". I said surprised.

Ana and Toby looked at each other as if they understood and were confused as to how to explain it to us.

" Yes the same havoc that has a home and a parent." Toby.

" Oh that's..." Roy replied briefly.

We all go home to each other. Before going home, stop by the poor meatballs at the entrance of the complex. We ate voraciously and chatted with mr. meatballs he said the original meatballs are unfortunate rek. Poor meatballs are delicious, it's hard here to get good meatballs. Pak Bakso asked us where we worked, and we answered at the house of Bu Hartanti the owner of the boarding house. He knew Bu Hartanti because Laras often bought his meatballs. Laras would work in a contractor owned by his uncle and Laras who continued because the children of his father and his husband all, no one would continue his work.

We were all shocked, it turned out that Laras was really cool, but he just looked dull and at home.

Instantly Laras came to buy poor meatballs. Say hello and he said we were all on the deal. If you want to eat lunch and lazy out just WhatsApp Pak meatballs, so Ambar ask for the number of Pak meatballs. We went home and thanked him.

As I was going to sleep, Kris called.

" aa.. Whose basecamp key is it?". Ask Kris.

" Hoamm.. It's in Ambar. Whyyyy?". I answered while yawning.

" My house keys are missing, well how are you". Kris said confused.

" Where are you now?".

" I'm in front of the basecamp, out of Genphis".

" You're at my house here". I said invite.

Kris came to my house, he said tired, his legs were heavy after going around the market and all my orders were bought tomorrow delivered to basecamp. He said the basecamp at night from outside was cold and scary. Especially when Gendhis entered the cost first because it was already curfew. It was like the smell of jasmine was pungent, and it was like there were garden stones thrown like play.

Kris felt really creepy, my phone also felt really scared. Suddenly the motor is hard to turn on. Kris guided his motorcycle while looking for help from people around there. The streets are quite dim, there are parents who are walking with their dogs he said when they were samperi instead like away missing until the appearance of Mr. Widyo who was traveling around and assisted by Mr. Widyo. At that time, he said, Kris wanted to ask but as blocked by Mr. Widyo who asked Kris to come home immediately.