Destiny Love Twins D

Chapter 12

Bram glanced at the clock on his wrist. The break was running out, and he had to get back to the office. Because, as a superior, he must be able to set a good example for his employees, and one way is to always work on time

"Fa, I'm sorry but my break is almost over, I'm ahead. I promise I'll come to your engagement" Bram got up from his seat, hugged Afifa for a moment, before finally walking out

Afifa got up from her seat, and walked out of the restaurant. He drove back to the company. As soon as he arrived, he immediately headed for his room

"What say? My engagement? Basic" Afifa grumbled as she recalled Bram's last words to her

Afifa went into his room, and went back to work on her pending work. Afifa seemed to be very focused on her work. Sesekli, he will drink coffee when drowsiness starts to hit

Time seems to pass so fast. Afifa stretched her muscles, and looked at the clock that was coiled around her wrist. The clock showed me the time of Maghrib prayer, Afifa closed her laptop, and walked to the bathroom for prayer. After that, he prayed in his room

"Assalamu'alaikum Warahmatullahi Westarokatuh..."

When the prayer was over, Afifa rubbed his face after greeting. He then put his hands together, and began to pray the do'a. Finished with all that, he immediately cleaned up his office equipment, then waltzed out to go home

Yes, this is what Afifa has been doing all along. He will leave in the morning to the office, even occasionally he missed breakfast at home, then will go home at dinner time. Although sometimes he also often went home at normal hours like the workers in general. But the thing he did most often was this, coming home thirty minutes before dinner. After that he will eat dinner, then go back to the room and sleep. That's all he does over and over again

"New home Non?" sapa Mang Cecep's

Mang Cecep simply nodded obediently without asking. If the one who asked him to keep the car was Aliya or Bara, then maybe Mang Cecep will ask whether the master's child will come out again later or not, because Aliya and Bara are often out of the house because of the demands of their work. But considering the woman who was Afifa, making Mang Cecep no longer need to ask, he said, because all the workers in the Dirgantara residence already know if Afifa is the least frequent child out or hang out with friends

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..."

"Wa'alaikum Greetings, dear. Uhh Mother's child must be tired from working all day, let's take a shower first, after that dinner, let's sleep well" Mother led the princess to the stairs, once she reached the stairs, then she came to the stairs, he let his daughter go up to his room

"Afifa's home, Bun?" ask Mr. Daffa

"Here, that" pointed Mother on the back of Afifa who still looks a little "Well, we should not find a mate Afifa also like Aliya, Mother is afraid to see the child who always spends time in the room and company. Every now and then, Mommy wants to see him out with his friend or his lover" said Mommy Sekar with a sad look

Mr. Daffa grabbed his wife by the shoulder, and invited her to sit on the dining table chair "We can't do that to Afifa Bun. Mother will know, Afifa never makes anything that makes us dizzy, the child always makes us proud, especially Dad. Dad felt very proud of Afifa because he was able to develop the company he led to advance rapidly. In fact, I don't mind taking off the headquarters, and giving it to Afifa, because I know she's capable"

"But he is too closed Yah" complained Mother Sekar

"Here you go, he'll start to open up and live life as usual when he finds a suitable man"

Yes, learning from the past, that's what Mr. Daffa applied. Where in his youth, he was betrothed by his parents to his wife. Even at the beginning of the marriage, Mr. Daffa often ignored his wife, and closed himself off from the outside world. He even spent a lot of time in the office, as Afifa does now. But after finally getting to know each other, Mr. Daffa finally changed by himself. He spent more time with his family, and began to open up to friendship