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'Yes, yes, Mark. I'll be there soon."

Idris looks panicked. Even the man just left, from that room. Leaving Nur with a thousand question marks.

After Idris' departure, Nur immediately held Dinda's hand, whose expression looked gloomy.

"Minda.... What's going on?" Nur held his forehead which suddenly felt very painful. It turns out that after waking up, he only felt, if he was injured

"Don't hold it, you're hurt." Keep Nur's hand away from his forehead in the bandage.

"Hiiss.... So sick!" luh Nur with teary eyes looked at Dinda.

"Yes, your forehead wounds Nur." tidied Nur's hair, so as not to hit the bandage that covered her wound.

"Dinda, tell me what happened? why was Mr. Idris here. And why is he hunting away again?" Nur stared fixedly at Dinda, very impatiently waiting for an answer from Dinda who looked unsettled.

"I don't know Nur either. But, I can conclude that Mr. Idris, seems to have chosen you over the big lady." Said Dinda doubtfully. He who only eavesdropped from the second floor, less clearly heard all the conversations that occurred on the first floor.

"Is that so?" asked Nur with an unconvinced look. "If Mr. Idris chose me, why was it that I and Mrs Anne had a fight. He's helping his wife?" looking at Dinda with question marks.

"Don't know I'm Nur, I don't know what's going on downstairs. I was just nuping. I'm afraid to show myself." Dinda was not calm.

"Oouuww yes Din, thank you for coming to me." Holding Dinda's arm, Nur smiled full of happiness. There are still good friends like Dinda.

"Yes, same thing." Dinda Sahut. He was also seen tidying up his appearance, after which grabbed his bag of clothing.

"Would you like to go home?" ask Nur sadly.

"Yes Nur." Dinda smiled faintly at Nur.

"You're here, huh?" nur's face was parched. Dinda's expression looked objectionable. "Tomorrow's the weekend!" still staring at Dinda expectantly

"Nur, I don't want Mr. Idris to misunderstand me. I don't want to be said to interfere. I have to go home, Nur." Holding Nur's shoulders gently, gave his best friend some understanding.

"Sir Idris will not be angry. I'm scared here Dinda." Still glued to Dinda.

"A lot of ART here, the guard is also tight."

Ngong .

Ngong..

Ngong..

The phone in the bag that Dinda was holding shook. Before he reached into his bag, he looked back at Nur full of worry. Who called him? He has no parents, he has no girlfriend.

Mr. Mark..

Dinda sat up, she quickly closed her gaping mouth, because Mark called her.

He has a crush on that guy. That's why he hangs up right now, finds Mark calling him. In the office he and Mark had no connecting lines at work. So did the guy call her. He who likes Mark, quietly kept the man's number. Getting his number is hard to ask for forgiveness

"I, yes,." he said nervously, which made Nur confused to see Dinda, whose facial expression was so tense.

"eeehh.. Salam walaikum.!" Nur is increasingly confused made by Dinda who looks unsettled. Who actually called his best friend. Is he being terrorized?

Huuff..

After the phone call ended. Dinda seemed to take long, repeated breaths. He could not breathe the air around him. Because of a very nervous breakdown.

"Dinda, what's wrong with you?" tanya Nur looked at the astonished Dinda who was as comfortable as an indistinct smile. "Mr ..!" Nur called his friend's name back

The surprised Dinda, as Nur called out her name loudly, sat her butt on the edge of the bed, clutching her thumping chest, with the corners of her lips still tilting creating a million question mark smile.

"Minda... What the hell are you?" shake the thigh of Dinda who is still as comfortable as a smile. "Mr ..!"

"Oohh yes, yes Nur. I'll accompany you here. Take care of you and take care of you." Said Dinda happily, which made Nur more confused with the behavior of the friend. Earlier, Dinda refused to accompany him in the house, and now why did Dinda look so happy.

"You, what the hell are you?" tanya Nur was confused.

"Nothing, I was told by his assistant Mr. Idris to take care of you." Talk still with a smiley facial expression.

"Ouuw.. Who called Mark?" tanya Nur is full of investigation.

"Yes "The answer is still with a smile full of happiness.

"Do you like Mark?"

"iihi.. What the hell are you talking about, Nur?" The embarrassed Dinda quickly threw away her face. He did not want to be judged by Nur.

"So, you changed that after receiving a call from Mark. When you get a call, you are like crazy. Smile smile and tense indistinct."

"I'm nervous Nur." Now Dinda looked back at Nur by holding his thumping chest.

"Emmm.. Just tell me you like Mark. Just being called makes you almost crazy." Smiling faintly dinda.

"Yes, but I don't PD." Dinda who was not confident, immediately bent her lips.

"PD only Din, the important thing is not to try to express your love first." Obviously Nur was weak, he came back sad. The status is unclear.

Dinda looks confused. "Yes, how dare I nur deketin guys first." He said sadly, yes Dinda is the type of woman who is shy on the opposite sex.

"Later, if Mr. Idris hasn't divorced me. I'll try to get you close." Nur Raya. Staring at Dinda with a genuine smile.

"No, no need for Nur. I don't dare. He's too handsome and perfect for me." Answer is minder

"Yes, try first. Don't be that pessimistic. You are also beautiful. Just change the style. These glasses are thick as a removable martabak, replaced with softlens. It's also the lips, it needs to be smeared with lipstick, so you look fresher." Nur pointed at Dinda's pale lips.

"Emmm.. My lips are red, though I don't wear lipsticks. I don't like wearing lipstick." It's like ABG's still its centile.

"Yes, your lips are red like a cherry. Your face is beautiful like the moon." Dinda's face twinkling can be compliments of Nur. "And your hair is beautiful, like Indomie fried criuk..! Haha....!'

Dinda suffocated already, because it was mocked by Nur. The atmosphere in the room was suddenly warm and cheerful, because Dinda was caught liking Mark. The atmosphere of the room was very hot and tense. Because Nur was thinking hard, about his relationship with Idris, which he did not know how clear it was.

"Damn you Nur, don't insult dong! just look at this curly hair is gonna turn into spaghetti." Said Dinda staring wryly at Nur, who was still laughing.

"Whaahh... Will anything transform?" Nur still teased Dinda. Which makes the woman so pouty.

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