Cat Eyed Girl

Chapters. 2 - Mobile Number

 “Already also tuh,” said Milea who has clearly lied for her own sake. “Fill the pulse, sir,” Milea said with a smile.

Milea smiled with satisfaction as her target wrote down her mobile number on the empty paper that she was stuck with

give.

“This, which is fifty thousand,” Firdaus said pushing the book length plan.

“OK,” Milea said and started charging for Firdaus.

Cling, an incoming message also made Milea a little annoyed. Where the message says if the balance is not enough.

‘Damn, can be found out if I lied,’ Milea's inner and glanced towards Firdaus.

“Why? Any problems?” asked Firdaus who could no longer bear to feel the stinging hot air.

“Emm, the balance is empty,” great-grandson Milea. “But wait a minute, try to find a voucher yes, where you know there is a sprain,” said Milea and pretend to look for a voucher in the storefront.

“Naah, meet. This Father's sustenance,” said Milea with a big smile and gave the voucher.

Firdaus grumbled inwardly. With a feeling of annoyance he took the voucher.

‘Luckily I wrote a non-personal number,’ Inner Firdaus with a slanted smile.

Firdaus frowned as he was confused on how to fill out the voucher. The man glanced at Milea who was still staring at him occasionally.

‘What's your request?’ inner Firdaus while glancing towards Milea.

‘Ah, anyways where could he possibly know my personal mobile number this,’ Inner Paradise and cleared slowly take Milea's attention.

“Can you help me?” ask Firdaus.

“Ya?”

“Please pass this voucher to my mobile number,” said Firdaus while giving his expensive phone to Milea.

“Good.”

Milea grabbed the phone and started swiping the card to see the voucher code. With a painstaking hand, Milea pressed the number, until shortly it sounded a message notification on Firdaus' phone.

“This, Sir. It is filled yes,” said Milea while returning the latest and expensive output phone.

“How much?” ask Firdaus.

“Fifty-three thousand aja,” Milea said with a faint smile.

Firdaus took out five and five thousand and gave them to Milea.

“This,” Firdaus said and passed.

“Eh, change, Sir,” strangled Milea.

“Take it,” Firdaus said and passed towards the junction of the triple lamp.

Milea smiled obliquely and put the money into the drawer.

“Good hand I gercep and can get his personal number,” said Milea who directly save the two different numbers.

“Huuf, sory yes lama,” said Andin who just arrived to the kiosk.

“No problem. Oh yes, there was a person who bought a voucher fifty thousand. He gave fifty-five thousand money, that's the money I went into the drawer,” Milea told me.

“Why don't you return the change?” andin.

“Do not want him. Two thousand doang. Udah lah, consider aja sustenance son of Soleh,” kekeh Milea.

“Eh, but this is really a voucher, right? Not a mobile number?” andin looked at his cousin sharply.

“Truly voucher. Can't believe it's the same with me,” sneer Milea.

“The name is also an effort to find pocket money.” said Milea casually.

“Yes, your salary is already big also still looking for pocket money. That's the name is not looking for pocket money, but already lo disease from school to sell hape numbers to our friends,” kekeh Andin.

“Where ya? It's a habit,” kekeh Milea. “Lagian lo calm down. I will not sell his face

ugly,” Milea said as she blinked her eyes next to her.

“Iya, I believe,” kekeh Andin and look for other discussions for them to chat.

*

Firdaus stared from a distance, the transportation service that was locking the tires of his parked car carelessly.

“Sial,” make and run fast to his car.

“Pak, wait, my car is not locked,” Firdaus said in a panic.

“Sorry, Mr.'s car is parked smebarang, therefore we have to take him to the office,” said the head of the service who was on duty at the time.

“Yes, sir, but my car is on strike. So naturally dong parked on the side of the road,” said Firdaus who did not want to be blamed.

“Iya Sir, you should not have left this car on the side of the road for too long and more than fifteen minutes. This car we have to take to the office and you can finish it in the office,” said the head of the transportation service and told his subordinates to drag the car.

“Wait,” call Firdaus.

“Ya?”

“I went to the office of the liaison service,” said Firdaus and was guided by the father of the liaison service who was on duty at the time.

Firdaus got into the car while playing his phone contacting the personal assistant.

“For a long time in his lift,” grumbled Firdaus annoyed in heart.

Firdaus grumbled in annoyance. It seems like today is his last day in the country. How not, already unlucky with the car that broke down, in addition he had twice fallen because of surprise when he heard the sound of a horn, then had to feel annoyed with the girl selling pulses. Now, his car must be dragged by the service

the relationship, even more unfortunate, the man had to sit next to the man whose scent was very smelly and stinging.

Firdaus held his breath and also felt nauseous at the same time. Not long after they arrived at the liaison office, Firdaus rushed down and spewed out all his entrails.

“You're not papa, Sir?” said Mr. Department of Transportation.

“Yes, I'm fine,” Firdaus said while holding back the nausea that wants to come back out of his mouth.

The contact party also gave a bottle of mineral water to Firdaus and patted him on the back

the man for a moment.

“Have it done?” ask the father who served in the relationship service.

“Iya, Sir. Already,” Firdaus said with a small smile.

“Alright, then you can marry inside only,” said the father of the relationship service who was directly influenced by Firdaus.

Firdaus sat his body in a wooden chair outside the office. The man took a breath and inhaled the fresh scent of the trees as well as the grasses.

“Segaar aroma,” exclaimed Firdaus and again inhaled the aroma of the leaves.

A cool breeze brought Firdaus to walk towards the grass.

“Pak, do not go there, there is a cat hook, I have not thrown it away,” said the cleaning service man who served in the office of the transportation service.

But too late, Firdaus was already on the grass and set foot, until the man stepped on

something soft and instantly gave off a very unpleasant smell.

“Damn it, really unlucky my fate today,” grumbled Firdaus while opening his shoes in disgust.