Prejacently
12. The Village

Sumbawa steps down from the steps towards the black car Sandigo had brought. The car door is opened by Sandigo welcoming Sumbawa who steps into the car.

"You've been a long time."

"I'm sorry, sir today my wife's-"

"Stop talking about your wife! You have a wife and I don't."

Sandigo gulped his salivary. He closed the car door and stepped beside the car thinking if he again made a mistake in his conversation.

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Praja stepped down from the car after the car door was opened with great respect to the security guards guarding it at night. The four security guards saluted to let Praja step past him in such a very dignified move.

Praja slowed her pace as she crossed one of the security guards who was seen still saluting.

Praja stepped back making the security guard glance in fear. I don't know what other problems he will face after this.

He moved his feet closer to the trembling security guard while the other three security guards were seen glancing silently. The glancing eyes of the Praja eagle staring intensely made the security guard unable to breathe freely.

"Sheat your hair!"

Praja stepped away after saying a very short thing that made the security guard exhale a sigh of relief.

"Good, Sir."

"I told you to comb your hair before welcoming Mr. Praja!" reprimanding any of them reminded after Praja stepped far and barely seen again after passing the door.

Praja set foot on the floor that still felt wet. It is clear if this floor has just been mop by cleaning service that must come at dawn otherwise Praja will be angry if he comes to the office and finds the floor dirty.

He stepped into his room to make the cleaning service that looks serious beberes it stops its activities.

"How many times I've been with him. I woke up at dawn but he always came fast. Not a minute ago the mop I was holding but he had come," said the man in a gray uniform with a fat body and a bewok that adorned his chin.

"Okay, understand it. Our boss is still single so he is like that" responded the hijab-wearing woman who chose to continue her mop activities.

Praja put a small bag on top of a special closet. He touched the surface of the table using his fingers white clean to ascertain whether this table was clean or still dusty.

Praja leaned her body against the back of the chair after making sure her private desk was clean.

The two adult women, who were cleaning services, breathed a sigh of relief after peering through the window of the room. Today it seemed like they were safe again and did not find any tantrums from the Boss.

Fortunately they could work together to clean the office room of the Boss before the Boss came if not then just get ready they will get a reprimand.

Praja stared at the clock in her hand. It's six o'clock in the morning but Digo hasn't shown up yet. Usually the guy always comes in at exactly six but the guy hasn't been seen at all.

He grabbed the black book of the company on his shelf, opened it and grabbed the phone and contacted his secretary.

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A minute later the car had driven across a highway that had not been too jammed. Today is still too early if it must be crowded with vehicles. Sandigo's two focused eyes stared at the road ahead quickly glancing towards his suit pocket after hearing the ringtone sound of his phone.

He grabbed it with great difficulty while occasionally gazing towards the road. His forehead frowned confusedly staring at his Master's name there.

"Sir!"

"What's wrong?"

"Did you really let me go with you?"

"What's really going on? You think I'm lying?"

"Ahahaha, that's not it, sir but Mr. Praja called me."

"Then just lift it up! What's difficult?"

Sandigo pressed the green button and brought it closer to the surface of his cheek.

"Hello Mr. A bright morning for a handsome bride-to-be like Mr. Praja. What can-"

"Where are you?"

"Digo!"

"Ah, yes sir?"

"Where are you? Did you forget about miting today?"

"Akh, my lord never even had the intention to forget that. I know what if you're angry, hahahaha."

Sumbawa also laughed making Praja confused even though there is no face of confusion that he showed.

"The opah? What are you doing with Opah?"

"Did you forget? You allowed me to leave, hahahaha. How could you forget. Isn't that right, sir?"

"Well right," replied Sumbawa so excited.

"Izin's? What permission did you say?"

Sandigo's smile vanished from his lips. He quickly looked back at Sumbawa who was smiling.

"Have you forgotten?"

"Don't play games with me! Get to the office!"

"But Sir said Mr. Sumbawa you have allowed me to go to the village to pick up the girl and take care of Mr.'s wedding party."

"What's? Who allowed you?"

"But."

Sandigo looked back at Sumbawa who was smiling again.

"Sir! Stop smiling and talk to Mr. Praja!"

"For what?" ask Sumbawa while reaching for the phone extended by Sandigo.

"Speak it, sir!"

Sumbawa stared in confusion. He put the phone into his ear.

"Huh-h"

"The carpah! What did Opah do?" cut Praja.

"What did Opah do? Opah said Opah borrowed Sandigo for a whole day."

"One full day?"

"Yes. Opah can't take care of your wedding itself. Moreover, Sandigo has also been married and he certainly knows what needs to be prepared for the wedding. Isn't that Digo?"

"Master," said Sandigo. This time he did not feel worried anymore because Sumbawa had dealt with his Master.

Praja massaged her forehead with her eyes closed.

"But since when did Opah ask permission?"

"Since when? Hah, why are you forgetful like this?"

"I've asked you for permission before you go to the office. How could you forget all that?"

"Huh, Praja! Praja! Already have! For today don't bother us both because today is a busy day for us!"

Tut Tut's....

Praja folded her lips inward. Taking a deep breath while massaging his forehead again which feels dizzy. Since when did he allow Sandigo. He had never even heard his opinion ask for permission.

If he had known he might not have let Sandigo go because he knew Sandigo's whereabouts would have made the wedding preparations complete and his opponent would not have made the wedding for him.