CEO of Maksa Marah

Chapters 74. Happy days. Buty?

That day, everything went back to normal. Alinna's been following her parents home. And Alan felt relieved, because there was no need to be hit by anxiety anymore.

Work as usual, until the hour comes home.

"She, we're having lunch, outside, yuk?" bring Alan.

"It's late afternoon."

"No, what. Let's just say, my apology."

He's nodding. He let Alan hold his hand, get in the car.

"We'll go to the cafe, just."

Along the way, Alan started telling me about his sister. The little girl, who made both her parents ashamed.

"Perhaps, she likes, Tirta's secretary." Zia expressed her opinion.

"No way, Zi. They had only met for the first time. I know my sister. He had a grudge against Tirta, who screwed up his plan."

"Then, what now?"

"He's gone home, to the house. Maybe, I'll send him abroad."

"Who's gonna watch him there?"

"My uncle and aunt live there. They'll take care of him."

"Thank God."

They have arrived. Cafe with natural feel. Alan took off his white coat, as did Zia.

"What message do you want?" ask Alan.

Zia looked at the menu book. Waitress stood waiting patiently.

"I want a latte coffee and toast with cream on top."

"I'm the same."

Waitress left, after noting the order menu.

"Secretary Tirta, how?"

"Obviously. Oh, ja. I want to say something."

Zia was silent, with an irregular heart rhythm. Whatisthis? Will he express his feelings? He kept trying to calm down, resisting the turmoil of the heart.

Some, waitress suddenly came. Some brought cakes and bouquets of flowers. The sound of romantic music, also heard, but a few minutes ago, still feels quiet.

Alan got up and knelt in front of him. One of his hands, holding a red velvet box.

Zia has flushed. His eyes were hot from the heat. He shut his mouth, with both hands. When Alan, open the box.

"Married me!" Alan clutched Zia's hand.

The waitress cheered, crying out for Zia to accept the proposal.

Deg, deg, Zia's heart is about to break so happy. Her tears, too, were dripping from the taste of haru.

"What's your answer, baby?"

"Yes. Come on, get married." All cheered happily. Alan pinned the ring on his ring finger, Zia. Next, he gave me a bouquet of flowers.

"I'll take you, see my parents, next week."

Cakes have been placed on the table, as well as their previous orders.

Zia was still blossoming with surprise, which she got. In retrospect, Alan had no time to prepare.

"You like her?" ask Alan. For Zia was still watching the ring on her ring finger.

"I'm like a dream. I thought, you haven't thought that way."

"I've liked you from the beginning. It's just, you're always avoiding, even hating me for no reason."

"sorry. I listen too much to others, without being able to see your sincerity."

"Who?"

"He's my cousin. A nurse, at the IGD. He said you played him. After, I noticed. Perhaps, he misunderstood your attitude towards her."

"That's why I changed."

Smile, timidly. Like cats. Zia did not stop smiling. Today is the happiest day for him.

From Cafe. Both of them, go to the cinema. Memories, a happy day.

Alan's waiting to buy a ticket. Meanwhile, Zia bought them drinks and pop corn.

Drt, drt, drt.

"Hello, dad."

"Two days, your sister's leaving. You have to go home, to get her to the airport."

"good. I also want to introduce someone."

"Non't now!" Father's strict voice was full of emphasis.

"Why?"

"good. I get it."

Connection interrupted. Alan had a turn to buy a ticket.

"Have you?" ask Zia with full hands.

"Already," replied Alan, who took two pop corns from Zia's hand.

"Well, you guys are dating?"

The voice that sounded very familiar and Alan's instinct, said to dodge.

Why is the iceberg here?

"Good night, doctor Alan," said Sarah.

"Night, sister-in-law. Meet, this is Dr. Zia. My future wife!" Zia extended her hand which Sarah welcomed.

"Uuuuu!" Ervan chuckles.

She's the CEO's wife? Beautiful, very pretty. He was not tempted by any woman.

Zia silently watched Sarah. Brownish hair that is straight. White skin glows. Thick eyebrows with plump eyelashes. Perfect!

"What are you doing here?"

"Pa-ca-ran." Ervan spelled one by syllable. "Attent. She's your future wife? Did you propose to her? Why don't you talk to me?" ervan protests that feel not considered.

"Indeed, you're my father!"

"Easy-after. Come, in!" take Sarah, who broke the debate.

"You didn't buy tickets?"

"Why should I buy? This place is mine!"

Hmh! He's showing off. Alan rolled his eyeballs. Damn it, he met Ervan. The date, it could fall apart.

They sat next to each other, in the front seat. As Alan remembered, he got a seat in the back.

"Hurry up, thank me!" Ervan has already made a promise. No one asked for it, did it.

"For, what? I didn't ask!"

"Oooo. you_"

"Shut up!" sarah whispered half a whisper. "The movie is about to start."

Ervan shut her mouth. He rested his head on his wife's shoulder. He's in spoiled mode.

Zia smiled knot. Really, the notoriously grumpy and cold CEO. Turned like a child, if with his wife.

Alan's misadventure, it's starting.

"Give me a drink and pop corn."

"That's mine," Alan protested. When Ervan picks up his drink and pop corns that he hasn't touched yet.

With his leisure, Ervan gave the drink to Sarah. As if, he bought it.

Alan relented, not wanting to be noisy in this place. He was forced to share a drink and pop corn with Zia.

Fun to watch, in a happy position. Like the world belongs to both and the others just contract. Sarah shakes her head on her husband's shoulder. Ervan stroked the wife's hair, while she was dipping. No matter what, the people around him.

"Thank you!" ervan orders Alan, who is sitting next to him. He gave me his phone.

"Why should I?" whisper Alan. "I'm not your secretary." Alan let Ervan hold his phone.

"Oh, yeah! Pulling back his hand. "I will make you unemployed, until you fail to get married."

"Damn it!" Quickly Alan, snatched the phone. Walk out, quickly.

After a few minutes, he came back.

"Tirta" Alan said in a whisper, then returned the phone. "Check email. There are some that must be answered immediately."

"Sad. Why is he still working at night?"

Alan just shrugged his shoulders no matter what. That's enough, he became an impromptu secretary.

Ervan focused on the tablet. But, still maintaining his position, so that Sarah is not disturbed.

"Why?" ask Alan to Zia.

"He's funny."

Alan looked at Ervan. Well, he's funny when he's in silent mode. Please, hurry home!

Maybe, it's done. Ervan gave the tablet to Alan.

"Hold. My hands are tired."

Well, Alan's emotional. What is it like, Tirta's position? Desire to hit and kick people, but held back because of pay slips.