
Chapter 9
Morning comes.
That day Nadia only serves a simple menu on the table, while the meat she cooks is stored elsewhere.
Aslan stared dislikefully at all the dishes presented on the dining table, even though he did not taste to eat them.
The man stared angrily at his wife, how could he who works in this house even just be fed with a simple menu.
"Nad, are you sure you're serving all that food to me?" aslan asked, he still stood up and stretched one of his hands around his waist.It would not be wise to sit at the dinner table, if the food was only vegetables.
"If you want to eat please if not already, I have to go to the office immediately, take the bus, so the departure must be faster than you," replied Nadia.
Because Aslan left in the car. The answer that makes Aslan only remember if Nadia is currently starting to work in the same company with him. It's only natural that this morning Nadia looks pretty.
"Not that I told you, don't work there, if you want to work find somewhere else."
So you can be free with your love? disinfect.
Nadia who was washing the kitchen utensils immediately stopped her work, returning Aslan's gaze.
"Just calm down, there we don't know each other" Nadia replied.
Without caring about Aslan's gaze he again finished the affairs of the house.
Then hurry to the office. The motorbike he could not bring, for access bik narti kulu kilir dropping off and picking up Zayn school. Or if suddenly Zayn wants to go to the park.
Almost 8 o'clock Nadia just arrived at the company.
A little ran in but then his gaze was turned to a car parked in front of the lobby door.
The dented car was hit from behind.
His eyes narrowed at the strange, but did not have time to think far. He was afraid too late.
So just walk in, a little run and head for his room on the 2nd floor.
"Cold," said Nadia after sitting down, the AC in this room makes it cool.
"The first bus is late, so take the second bus."
"What area is your house in?"
"White orchid."
"Oh, I'm in white Cempaka, far away."
They're both grinning.
"Eh, who's that in front of the car? like an accident?" nadia asked, just remembered about the car. Fear belongs to one of the employees, could be experiencing severe circumstances.
"That's Mr. Steve's car, last week there was a motorist who hit his car, and now he's looking for the perpetrator."
Nadia mendelik, because immediately remember the accident she had, remember the words of Mr. Steve who said his face was not foreign.
The deg! immediately Nadia's heart was beating.
What if it was true that the car he hit at that time was the car of the dirut.
Gosh darn.
"Nad, why is your face so scared?"
Devi's question made Nadia realize, she shook her head in doubt.
"Ti-it's okay Dev," she replied timidly.
"If the car's compensation is damaged like that how much does Dev cost?" ask Nadia again.
"Expensive, it's a luxury car, it could be tens of millions."
The deg!
Matti me. Inner Nadia.