Cat Eyed Girl

Chapters. 10 – Female seller Mobile number

“Master, where are you going?” ask Anton to the boss.

“You remember the woman who was tidying up the model skirt?” ask Firdaus.

“Yes, I remember. But his face was not very clear, as it was covered in hair. Why?” ask Anton.

“That woman, I have to meet that woman,” growled Firdaus.

“For what? If you go there to see that woman, I'm afraid it will be a rumor. Moments

this Master is the concern of all employees,” Anton said.

Firdaus sighed harshly. He had almost forgotten about it, fortunately he had an assistant who was very intelligent and quick to respond.

“You're right. In that case, bring the woman before me tonight as well,” the decree of Paradise which clearly does not want to be denied.

“Tonight too?” reset Anton.

“Yes, tonight too,” growled at Firdaus and stared intently at the assistant.

“Alright, Sir. I will soon bring the woman,”, Anton said, bending his body slightly.

“Ah yes, don't forget you booked a room for at the hotel for me. Call as soon as you book a room and do not forget to bring the woman selling the mobile number to the room,” Firdaus growled.

“Master wants to spend the night with him?” ask Anton where he actually knows, if the boss does not like to play with women.

“It's none of your business. Just do what I tell you,” Edited Firdaus furiously.

“Good, Sir,” Anton said and this time it really passed from the boss's presence.

“This time you will not be able to go anywhere else, the basic woman seller mobile number,” grumbled Firdaus while staring at the tall buildings that are across from his building.

*

Anton just sent a message to the boss, if he had booked a hotel room that was a good distance from his company. The man deliberately booked a hotel far away because he did not want if the reporters or employees saw if the boss into the hotel, especially together with their own employees.

After sending a message to the boss, Anton rushed to Popo's photo studio.

“Means Mr Anton Milea?” ask Popo.

“So her name is Milea?” ask Anton.

“Yes, if what Mr. Anton means is a woman who is tidying up a skirt when Mr. Fir comes, then the girl is Milea,”, Popo told reporters.

“Ah yes, she, Milea,” said Anton finally. “So she's still a girl?” anton asked with his eyebrows raised next door.

“Of course, even she never dated,” cheered Popo. “Did Mr Anton like Milea?” whispered Popo

with a meaningful smile.

“Hah? Oh, it's none of your business. Now, just call the girl named Milea,” Anton said.

“Alright, wait a minute,” Popo said and looked for Milea's whereabouts in the dressing room.

“Lani, where's Milea?” ask Popo.

“Milea? Didn't he just come home?” lani told Popo.

“Really? When's? With whose permission?” popo asked with a wrinkled forehead.

“Kan Popo himself gave permission,” replied Lani.

“Really? Ah, it looks like I need healling so my head doesn't stain,” muttered Popo and went back to see Anton.

“Why?” ask Anton.

“That's because Milea just came home,” replied Popo.

“Go back?” anton asked, the man glanced at his watch. “It's not time for home yet, why did he come home?” ask Anton unhappily.

“Don't be angry dong, Mr. Anton. Milea was already my permission to go home quickly, because she was not feeling well,” Popo said while defending Anton's broad shoulders, making the man shudder amusedly.

“Do not touch-touch,” his lips while removing Popo's hand from his body.

“Touch is not allowed. Later in touch a lot even ask nambah,” muttered Popo which makes

Anton shuddered more and more amused.

The man stood up and left the photo studio without a word.

“Pak Anton where you going? Don't want to be that same as me?” popo said with a slight spoiled scream.

“No chance,” replied Anton shouting. “Dih, so unclean I have to ngeteh the same him,” angry Anton while patting his shoulder held by Popo, as if cleaning the handprints of the goulash man.

Elsewhere, Firdaus grumbled when he got word from the assistant that the woman selling the mobile number had asked for permission to go home quickly.

“This time you can get away, but not for another time,” growled Firdaus while hitting the table.

Firdaus who was already inside the hotel room was growling annoyed, the man threw all the pillows on the bed.

“My plan this time may fail, but not for the next time,” furious Firdaus who rushed to take the car keys and his wallet. The man had intended to die in the hotel room.

*

 Milea sighed softly, the cute-faced girl also walked across the highway to the roadside mobile phone booth of her cousin who was also her best friend.

“Why lo?” ask Andin, “Kusut very tu face?”

Milea looked at the cousin with a tired look. “Gila .. crazy .. crazy .. today I experienced the most crazy event of my life,” sluggishly.

“Why?” ask Andin curiously.

“Lo still remember the handsome guy that I last sold his phone number?” ask Milea.

“Hmm, why?” ask Andin back.

“The man is the owner of the company where I work,” Milea said with a breath of fatigue.

Andin opened his mouth and was completely shocked to hear what Milea had just said. “Lo again

not nervous, right?” ask the woman who has been Milea's best friend all her life.

“Kalaugue ngigau, there is no way I am here at this time and staring at you with eyes wide open,” upset Milea which makes Andin chuckle.

“Lo why laugh anyway?” milea asked in annoyance.

“How do I not laugh? Your fate this time is really unlucky,” kekeh Andin with satisfaction laugh at the

cousins.

“Sialan lo, instead of concerned even ngetawain me,” his lips with annoyance while kicking the chair sat by Andin.

“Rasain, who told you to really sell people's mobile numbers. It is also expensive, I just until I do not think you sell mobile numbers up to five million rupiah to one person,” Andin said while shaking his head.

“The name is also I need money,” Milea softly and lay her body on the back of the chair.