Earth Angel

Chapter 75: Beautiful-Eyed Angel

It was getting late in the afternoon, zhivana was already sulking wanting to go home. But arrsyad always says it's a little while away, but doesn't even go home.

"I can't go around your office mas" said zhivana, himself sitting on the lap of the arrsyad, since the attention of the arrsyad busy staring at the laptop screen on.

Both arrsyad's hands stopped typing, then. Staring at zhivana's clear eyeballs deeply.

"Can't, grandpa. Beyond a lot of wild men who like to look at women as they please."

"But, I'm bored. I rarely go out of the house. Especially this in your office, I want to look around. Can be a mas." Persuade it by welding.

That gaze, where perhaps the arrsyad could reject it. With a heavy heart, arrsyad. Just assent.

"Thank you, my husband's brondong."

Said zhivana, not forgetting one sweet kiss landed on the right cheek arrsyad.

"Can't kiss haphazardly, deck. I like to be lured."

Zhivana immediately moved away from the arrsyad, let alone this being in the office.

"I go out first yak, assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful deck. Don't go far."

After getting out and away from the workspace owned by her husband. Several times, zhivana. Get a friendly greeting from the employees, even from them want to get acquainted with zhivana.

There were even conversations of those who admired his relationship with the arrsyad.

"Wahh, great presedir sir huh. Udah handsome cool, established again. Continue to get the soul mate of veiled women. So shame on me for the same looks of myself."

"Yes, yeah. We still like umbar aurat, hopefully the relationship of pak presedir and his wife is the same."

After being satisfied around the office area, now zhivana sits in the front garden chair of the Molvis Group company. Occasionally the afternoon wind that felt cool, hit him.

"Well, it fell."

The sound of someone in distress, seen at the end there a man carrying a briefcase and some files that have been scattered on the floor.

Zhivana approached the man, intending to help. Moreover, it looked like the man was in a hurry.

"Assalamualaikum, let me help. You seem to be in a hurry." Said zhivana, his hands were busy picking up the sheets of files that scattered out.

"Waalaikumsalam, yes I am in a hurry. Sorry to bother you, miss." Said the man while smiling glimpsing at zhivana.

"Here, try checking first fearing that someone's missing the file." Said zhivana while giving some sheets of paper.

Quickly the man took it, having it checked and tidied up again. The man looked at zhivana with a big smile.

"Thank you so much, this is all done. I'm in a hurry, because there's a meeting with the owner of this company."

"Yes, sir, hope your meeting works."

The man glimpsed at the pair of hazel eyes belonging to zhivana, the charm of those eyes was very shady. It feels alluring, to want to always be stared at.

"Yes, excuse me. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

After that zhivana returned to security, sitting in a whitewashed chair while enjoying the atmosphere of a cool afternoon.

***

"Good day, sir. The president is waiting for you."

Said Andre, while opening the door for a man who was working with the Molvis Group company to build a hotel in the downtown area.

"Hi, my college friend."

Arrsyad who was sitting in disopa immediately turned his head.

The two immediately hugged, exchanged the news while joking considering the college period of the first diamerika.

"Let's sit down first."

Adzril nodded, then sat down at the soup opposite the arrsyad.

"So we've agreed to work together to make a big profit." Ask adzril.

"certain."

After a serious meeting was completed, Adzril immediately went home because the day was getting late.

"It's nice to work with you, Syad. I just go home, because there's business I haven't taken care of." Adzril.

"Okay, next time I'll play at the house. I'll see my wife later, my wife's cooking is good." Arrsyad said with pride.

Adzril laughed, then nodded.

"Yes, I play at your house sometime. Give me the address, if there is a new free time I stop by."

"All right."

"Oh yeah, I just met a pretty eyed angel loh syad." Adzril said with a happy smile.

"Yeah, where."

"So, you're really into being a person. Do'ain aja hope that the pretty-eyed angel who was helping me was a fool with me."

"Aamiin, good luck. You see, I can't bear to see a weathered bujang like you are single" said arrsyad while laughing softly.

"Abviously, I'm your age. It's just that you marry young, just look at the woman who just helped me I will look for. I keep getting married." Adzril said, it even sounded very serious.

"Yes, I pray that you guys meet again and mate. I'm going to find my wife first."

"All right, I'll go home first. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

After the departure of adzril, arrsyad. Directly looking for the existence of zhivana.

"Which wife, I don't. Not that he said he was just going around the office."

"Mas" Call the zhivana who's standing behind the arrsyad.

Arrsyad turned around, then approached zhivana.

"Where are you from." Ask with worry.

Zhivana smiled and held the hand of the arrsyad.

"I'm from the front garden, then go to the toilet first. Come home, it's late afternoon."

"Alright, wait for me to grab the car key cooperation bag inside."

Zhivana nodded then waited for arrsyad to be lobbied by the company.

It did not take long arrsyad directly back with a briefcase carried in the left hand.

"Dear let's go home."

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