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Fitri leaves Andrew for the musholla next to the restaurant after ordering the menu. When the new Dzuhur arrived, he was worried that he would be negligent because he was outside the office.

"Hi mbak Adel, alone?" greet someone. Fitri turned his head, Wika the staff from Andrew's division spread her smile. Fitri smiled without answering.

"Wika with whom?"

"Tuh rame mbak," replied Wika, her lips slightly pursed pointing to her friends who were surrounding the dining table.

"Mother Adel alone?" Wika repeated her question, her head cackling in search of a figure she might know accompanying the beautiful senior in front of her.

Fitri just smiled, "Yuk ah, want to pray right?" Fitri passed leaving Wika who was still busy with her curiosity although a moment later she sped up the steps to accompany Fitri.

Wika still wanted to ask, but her eyes caught the look on Fitri's face which implied the face did not want any questions, she undoes her intentions.

After the prayer Wika left Fitri who was still busy with his prayers. He was worried that his friends were waiting too long, despite the real reason he was curious about who Fitri was here for.

"Why is it so long?" hani asked sewot, "His soup is almost cold waiting for you," he chirped again.

"Srst..." Wika codes her friends to be quiet while watching Fitri enter the VIP dining room. "I had met Adel at the musholla, but he only laughed when I asked who to go with," Wika's explanation added to the curiosity on the faces of his friends.

Wika is the frontrunner of the gossip at the company they work for. While his three friends Hani, Geni and Sita are loyal listeners.

"Here, he entered the room, our curiosity can not be answered. chances are also he came here with Mr. Andrew, is not they have long been close," said Geni lazy to serve the taste of his friend's kepo.

Wika looked at Geni sewot. "No exclamation ah Geni," but Geni cuek and started eating his lunch followed by other friends.

 

 

"The main menu has arrived, let's eat" said Andrew with a happy face when Fitri arrived.

"You don't get tired of bragging to me" Fitri asked seriously, and Andrew shook his head, "then I'm bored, then" Fitri continued to laugh crisply Andrew.

"I will continue to brag to you until I can marry you and until death do us part,"

"You start again" said Fitri as she ate her lunch.

"How many hundred more times do I have to tell you I'm serious about you." Andrew looked at Fitri's face seriously, "I've never touched you at all, it shows my seriousness, not just ambition or sheer lust,"

Fitri. Not daring to return the gaze of men in front of him. For the umpteenth time Andrew expressed his seriousness, but Fitri did not refuse or accept, making Andrew feel that Fitri accepted, just not ready for now.

"When you ask me to see your parents, I'm ready,"

"Eat first, your stomach will not be full if you just stare at the dish," said Fitri while taking rice and some side dishes for Andrew. The man smiled too. His eyes radiate happiness. He ate voraciously while imagining every day he would be served by the woman of his dreams.

Since getting to know Fitri, he never played with any girl again. His playboy predicate is almost eroded away. Initially Fitri's expensive selling attitude that made him obsessed with being able to get the girl's heart.

 

But after a year passed, the obsession turned into a sincere feeling of wanting to protect and make the girl happy until now. Although Fitri never gave certainty to their relationship at all.