A Story of Love and Betrayal

Chapter 38

"Sorry, I didn't see you. How long have you been there, hm?" Refa approached Gara and stroked his head.

"Close long enough to see the meeting. Mother cepelti olang dila, nagging clay poncel. Who's the sword of the dead mother?" tanya Gara introgates with a flat expression.

But his eyes looked at Refa curiously. This child despite his age is still relatively small, but his mindset almost matched the age of children on it.

Refa looked confusedly at his son, but he replied,

"Yes ... If you can, I really want to curse someone," he said while looking at Gara.

But Gara's gaze was too intimidating for Refa, which made her mutter cluelessly. "How come? a kid his age has that look."

"Here you go, do you understand? and what kind of look is that?" Refa couldn't stand her son's gaze, "Stop looking at Mom like that!" the door moved from in front of Gara.

"Mothers. Is this mom telual?" ask Gara as Refa walks away from him. "That's a leak!" and he threw away his gaze, when he saw Refa turning and looking at him.

Refa thought for a moment after seeing her sulking child, then she smiled.

"alright. Then let's take a walk to the mall."

Because the one who had turned his face, now turned him again to Refa, with sparkling eyes, "Yes, yes." he nodded quickly.

****

Arga is in his office.

Tok tok...

"Who?" arga asked someone who had just knocked on the door, half-screaming.

"I" replied someone outside the door. "There are documents that you have to double-check," he continued, hoping to be sent in.

Arga who was familiar with the voice suddenly smiled and said, "Come in!"

The door was open, seen Mila who walked into the room Arga, approached Arga who was sitting staring at his laptop.

Mila sat down in front of Arga's desk and looked at her.

"What do I need to double-check?" asked Arga "Why are you so smiling?" ask her again who saw Mila smile wide while looking at her face.

Arga also revealed his smile, strange with Mila's actions.

"Actually, there are no documents whatsoever" whispered Mila who brought her face closer to Arga.

Again Arga smiled his smile and said, "Then?"

"It's lunch time! Don't you want to go out and eat?" tanya Mila sat her body back on the chair, with a sullen look on her face.

"Yes?" Arga looked at the circular watch on his left wrist. "I didn't realize, if it turned out to be this session, now" Arga stood up intending to go to the cafeteria.

"Then, let's eat" Arga asked while looking at Mila.

"Where do you eat?" tanya mila returned Arga's gaze.

"Mmm... tck, where are you going?" ask Arga while thinking.

"Yes, come with me!" said Mila who pulled Arga's wrist, out of the room to the parking lot.

They paid no heed to the people staring at him, "Jeeze, get on his bike! Do I need a motor?" tanya mila who saw Arga even dumbstruck.

"Well, where are we going to eat?" ask the confused Arga. Because of the reason, Arga's work has not been completed.

"Follow it! later also know," replied Mila who had prepared to wear a helmet, and forward his iron horse died Arga.

"Tck, you know this I answered eating in the cafeteria aja deh," muttered Arga while wearing a helmet. "Where the work has not been completed, the girl is indeed bothered," his grunts then drove following towards Mila to leave.

And they reached their destination.

"What message did you order yourself?" Arga asked back while looking at the menu.

"I know gejrot and lava meatballs, drinking bottled tea," Mila explained as she called out to the waiter.

"Yes, same thing," replied Arga who closed the menu book and saved it.

"Do you like to eat?" asked Arga after Mila placed their order.

"Order food at once two menus, know gejrot ama meatballs," said Arga while chuckling.

"This is a foodie" replied Mila.

"Yes, she," Smile Arga while shaking her head, "I'm just surprised, usually if the girl is more concerned with diet, to keep the weight balanced. But looking at you, eating several servings at a time, isn't it afraid of being fat?" cerocos Agra's.

Mila looked at Arga and said, "That fat is not affected from food, but from the mind!" then he saw his body, "Do you see? Although I can eat, but my body is still this big" he continued, pointing at himself.

Arga just smiled.

"That means you look like my wife. Although eating a lot, but does not affect its appearance. You are the lucky women of all women" Arga said.

Mila looked fixedly at Arga and asked, "What are your wife's favorite foods?"

Arga turned to look at Mila, "Nobody is a favorite, he likes all the food," he said chuckling, recalling his wife.

"Even the food she never eats, she can like just because I like it. Funny right?" Arga told me still with a smile engraved on his lips.

Mila who listened and looked at Arga smiled, "Looks like your wife really cares about you, otherwise she might not just like the same food she has never eaten."

"Yes, she's my wife. It may not matter" replied Arga.

Then the food came, and they prepared it at their table.

"Thank you, ma'am." Mila took her food, and started stirring her food.

"This is my favorite place, I think here the cuisine is delicious and the food I like the most" said Mila while stirring the meat, but cut off by Arga.

"Lava balls and know gejrot." Arga chimed in quickly and smiled.

"You, you know what, you know what, or you know what?" suhut Mila was surprised by Arga's words.

Arga only chuckled without answering, and he began to eat his food.

"Where's that good, isn't it?" ask Mila on the sidelines.

Arga was chewing, trying to answer with his mouth still full,

"Emm, that's fine."

After they finished eating, they returned to the office.

Arga finished his work, though,

Drrrtts

Drrrtts

Arga's phone rang and died again, Arga reached for his phone and opened the contents of the message from an unknown number.

Arga was surprised by the content of the message, how not if the content of the message, was a photo of himself with Mila who was having lunch.

There is also a short message, "You are so cruel to me! When with me, where do you want to eat out together. Every time I ask, you always refuse for a lot of reasons. But now, you're even casually eating with a woman other than Refa, disgusting cih, hypocrite!"

Arga was furious after reading her message, "It looks like this is Arini .. but how did she get my and Mila's picture?" muttered Arga.

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