
Happy Reading's.
"Stop here sir, it's my house" point me at a building that's not too big but not too small.
I live with my mom, my dad passed away a year ago.
Keill braked his car across the street, seeing the man observing my beautiful dwelling. Understandably, in his yard many flower plants and my mother who planted all of them.
"Thank you sir for delivering me, good night," I opened the seat belt and opened the door.
"Together, tomorrow your bike will be delivered to the house early in the morning, now it is in repair" said Keill.
"Well, you're so bothered to take care of my bike, you shouldn't have to pack it, let me take it to the workshop," I honestly don't feel good.
"It's okay, it's not me who bothers, yes already, I go home first," Keill waved his hand, so did I.
Huh, it really felt like I couldn't breathe while in the car just alone with Keill.
But I'm a little grateful that she really doesn't remember me, well, at least I don't need to get close to her because I honestly feel like an insect.
"Safara, why did you just come home, son?"
Ah, my mother, who I love the most, must be very worried about this girl. But what if mom finds out I just fell off the bike and now my bike is not coming home with me.
"Well, where's your bike? How come there's no?" Tuh, right! I haven't sat down yet, I've been asked too.
"That's mom, Fara's motorcycle had leaking tires, there continued to be a good Fara menen really give a ride to Fara, so now Fara's motorbike lives in the workshop, tomorrow we take you to the same workshop," I hope my mother believes.
"Yes, then you quickly change clothes, pray Magrib and dinner," mother then went inside. Thank God that he did not suspect that I was lying, it is true that I was escorted by a friend.
Yeah, Keill is my friend, isn't he? so I'm not completely lying.
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This morning my motorbike has returned home, surely this was delivered by his men keill, he was still very good, still the same as before. Duh, don't baper Fara!
My hand was quite still sore, I had applied betadin so that the wound would dry quickly. It turns out not too deep scratches, fortunately I don't know. Try if you know, must be directly lecturing until dawn.
Understandably, I'm the only child, back when High School was often climbing mango trees have Jimmy, the same guy also when climbing. Jimmy this is my neighbor, his house is big and his yard has some mango trees. We are both very stubborn can not be said and finally I did not dare to climb the mango tree after falling until it caused my left hand cracked when I was in 3rd grade High School.
That's what makes Mom so worried in case I turn into a tomboy again, but it's not possible, now I've been wearing a hijab, the clothes are also covered. In Abraham's company the group did allow receptionists to wear hijabs. So Yuni and I both wear it, even though Yuni is adjusting because she actually does not wear a hijab outside the office.
"Eh, Fara! you're still bengong anyway, sought after mbak Lydia tuh!" mbak Yuni nudged my arm.
"You're funny, Fara. I'm here to make sure you guys have lunch, but you have to change, right, let someone take care" said Mbk Lydia softly with a charming smile.
This girl is perfect if in my opinion, not only beautiful and good, mbak Lydia is very friendly even though she is the general manager in this company.
Even he didn't want to be called Ma'am, which should have been his calling because of his high position in the company. But because I've known Lydia for a long time, so she doesn't want me to call Mom.
While mbak Yuni so follow me to call Mbak, but it was only when the two of us or three like this.
"If it's the same Fara aja mbak, let me guard the place," replied Yuni quickly.
Huu, just say he wants to see our CEO's father as his secretary out of the office, because usually Keill will have lunch outside. You are Yuni!
"Yes, as I am," I would have said that Lydia was me you. He is taller than me, everything.
Finally we ate in the cafeteria as usual, I took a little food because Lydia had brought bento as usual.
"May I sit here?" suddenly Keill came to our table and asked permission to sit down.
I saw that Lydia was a little surprised by Keill's presence, and so was I. Not usually our CEO is eating in the office cafeteria.
"Please, sir!" I replied, because Lydia did not answer.
I don't know why I could see Keill's gaze on Lydia was different, but they did know each other, so it was natural that Keill was.
But Lydia became agitated after the presence of the man at this table. I don't know because he feels bad about the others or because he's not comfortable eating with the CEO. But Keill said they were friends, right?
"Fara, how are your hands? still sick?" Uh, Keill asked me? how is that attention?
"Ehm, it's not so painful sir, thank you sir for delivering my bike," I replied nervously.
"You know each other?" tanya Lydia looked at us both. Yes, Keill was sitting next to me.
"Yes, Fara and I do know each other" Keill replied quickly. No more formal calls.
I saw Lydia squeezing the spoon she was carrying, but a second later she smiled.
"I've known Fara for a long time, and Fara, Keill is my best friend since I was in college, so don't be surprised if we use this language" said Lydia smiling.
I didn't dare look at Keill, for some reason I felt nervous as he sat beside me like this.
Seriate.