
“This building is of high value,” said a neat and classy middle-aged man in a famous brand suit. Behind him stood four men dressed neatly but certainly not as expensive as this fat man wore. Years changed and Arlan's cosmetics business has grown considerably
“Certainly cannot compare with the buildings of Orlan,” replied Arlan with a calm tone and a charming thin smile.
Laughter loud booming, make earache, “It turns out Mr. Arlan is quite low as well, it's different
from the news I heard outside,” they have arrived at the elevator, “no need to deliver, it seems you are busy,” he continued. Shortly after Arlan shook his hand, the group walked in.
“He's not interested, you want me to do what?” Riko Whisper. Despite sounding anxious, he managed to maintain a fluffy smile on his face. As soon as this guy turns his body around, “by the way I like your idea, Mr. Arlan..”.
He apparently likes to play games…
“Nona Wanda please prepare the documents,” pinta Riko then. Wanda herself did not immediately comply with the request, instead she turned her eyes toward Arlan, such as asking for approval.
“This is just the beginning, we need to make sure a few things first.” Riko swallowed the saliva, his eyes stared intently at the man who put on this innocent face.
“Hei! This you, never once gave a chance to look cool in front of your secretary,” said Riko with a little emphasis, shortly after Wanda told him to return to his room.
“Do not disturb him, Wanda girl is fine.”
“I'm also a good man, just you're the bad guy here.” Grunting annoyed, “oh ya Lan, by the way
what dream were you last night?” Riko asked as she hugged Arlan's shoulder.
“Oh now you are curious about my dream?”
“There is a different attitude from yours today, first the incident in the elevator, second you forget the important promise, are you sick?” Riko's hand raised touched Arlan's forehead and this man just let it go. Arlan's focus is on a girl who is walking in a hurry.
“Nothing, I'm fine,” he said as he stepped away from Riko.
Arin usually carries an umbrella in preparation for the sudden rain, but this time he missed an object
this is due to the warm and sunny weather in the morning. Arin forgets that lately, the weather has become difficult to predict, so he must be willing to stay in that place longer. The palm of Arin's hand touched his arm that was not covered in cloth, he who was wearing a short-sleeved shirt made cold air hit his skin freely. Arin turned his head, looking at every grain of water that fell from the sky, the day grew darker and did not know when the rain would stop.
“What's above?” Arlan asked with his baritone voice, successfully making Arin soar in shock. While stroking his chest, Arin turned to the man who was standing next to him.
“Only water,” answered Arin accordingly, he was more busy making sure his heart was still in place.
“Open you hurry, why are you still here?”
“It was just a drizzle, but suddenly it came down hard,” replied Arin accompanied by a small laugh, like laughing at his own stupidity.
“It looks like it will be a long time, I drive home,” Without a stale he turned the body about to go towards the parking lot.
Arin shriveled, “Ti. No need Sister, I can take a taxi in front,” Stuttering she tried to refuse a favor that sounded like an order. But Arlan did not need approval, he was firm with his intention to drive this girl home.
And this situation is the most avoided Arin when having to be alone with a man. Right now his mind had become so wild, imagining various bad things that might befall him. Glanced at the street atmosphere from behind the glass, crowded even though it was night, did that mean he was safe? His hands clenched firmly as various scenes in the thriller he had once watched sprung up in his brain. But briefly, this person was Arlan Darda Sutata Putra, a handsome, successful and cold man as cold as ice cubes, he would definitely not be interested in a boy who had just learned to crawl. This man was even just focusing on driving, not talking or looking everywhere, just like Arlan drove him home last time. Though not the first, but Arin still parno. Arin can only breathe a sigh of relief when he recalls who gave him the ride.
“Why?”
“Hah?”
“Why sigh?”
“Nothing...” Quiet for a moment, Arin re-opened his mouth when he remembered something, “Kak Arlan...” Call Arin.
“What?”
“Thank you for that one..”
“What was that?”
“Soal costume..”.
So this child is not comfortable with his clothes, grunting, really the type of person not happy.
“I'm afraid you'll pass out.” Arlan replied casually, his eyes only focused on looking ahead.
Arin terekeh, “What looks so pathetic? Actually, the clothes weren't so tight that I found it hard to breathe. It's just that it's very difficult to walk, maybe because it's not used to using such a dress.” Hurry she explained her condition, afraid Arlan came back to make her own conclusions.
“You just made your life difficult with that kind of attitude.”
Heh, why so swear at me.
“Doesn't that mean you have a problem with his shirt? But from the explanation you muter-muter, ends up blaming yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, it's okay to say anything, anything, especially to Fara. Basically he does like the meaning but not authoritarian let alone anti-criticism, Fara can still accept enter, as long as it makes sense.”
“Yes brother, I will try,” said Arin while glorifying the goals.
Arlan turned his head for a second, catching a glimpse of Arin inflating both of his cheeks. Arlan's index finger pecked at the steering wheel surface, “But when you were wearing a dress, you were cute too.” Arlan was stunned, not expecting the sentence to slide free from his mouth and what made him frown even harder was the response Arin showed afterwards.
“Yes, what's up?”
“What?”
“Kak Arlan said what yes, his voice is too small I ..” Ask Arin very carefully.
“Forget it, anyway I'm not talking to you!”Arin fell silent, swallowing the saliva. He did not want to extend this conversation. Judging from his sour face and the tone of the talk with pressure everywhere, it was clear that Arlan was upset.