Fake Fiancee

Chapters. 44 Meet you

Not likely. There's no way Arka's any flavor to Yora. Didn't they know each other before?

 

The details of the events in GOR still remain in Aksa's memory. And it bothers him. Until he doesn't sleep well tonight. Various assumptions emerged from within his brain.

 

***

 

Currently Aksa is looking at land that was originally a rice field. Grandfather assigned Aksa to review the new land belonging to their company. Even though he was in the hospital, he still worked.

This land is a bit indented into the alley, but he believes the land is good if used as a new residential land.

 

This land is also still close to the mall belonging to the Candika family. Mall where he met beautiful women who want to be spoiled by shopping.

 

Actually, her phone has been ringing since. But he ignored because he still listened to people related to the housing area development plan, talking. After about 20 minutes, the conversation was over. Aksa backed off to receive the call.

 

"Hello."

 

"Axis. Why haven't you been taking calls from me since yesterday?" tiara spray. Aksa closed her eyes for a moment. His hand held the middle of his forehead. He forget. Even until this second, he only realized that he was out of the Tiara event without saying goodbye.

 

"I'm sorry about that."

 

"Why did it suddenly disappear when the show wasn't over? You didn't tell me anything either, Aksa." Tiara's angry.

 

"I forgot."

 

"forget? You'd forgotten? Why is it important to forget, Aksa?!”

 

Aksa sighed for a moment.

 

“I also have a lot of work that makes me suddenly leave an event, Tiara. Even I can forget to let you know when I think about the company. I have a job too. Moreover, there is a task from grandfather." Aksa makes a long excuse.

 

"Grandfather asked you to come home?" tiara Tanya began to lower her tone.

 

"Yes." Yeah."

 

"Oh I'm sorry, Aksa." Tiara realized she couldn't sue about it. Grandfather the highest power holder in the Candika family. He could be hurt if Grandpa was angry.

 

"It's okay. I'm sorry too, Tia," Aksa said. He knew Tiara could at least protest if it was related to grandfather's orders. Hence he reasoned by using the name of grandfather now.

 

Aksa did not want Tiara to know about her choosing to go to GOR immediately, rather than finish watching Tiara's fashion exhibition. Although it was papa's order, he could come later. Aksa can finish the show first, then pick up his sister. Because actually, it's what's important to him.

 

But the reverse state. Very obediently, Aksa chose to complete the task from papa, before his time. Aksa leaves for GOR.

 

***

 

"Mom can have lunch first, we'll talk later." Mr. Namo as the person in charge of this project gave time to his superiors. Because others want to eat too. "You can also take a break."

 

"Then these guys?" ask Aksa.

 

"They'll have lunch at a place I've booked to eat them."

 

"Where?"

 

"Warung in the north. Still in this alley. Not a big stall, but the food's good, sir. Many government officials eat there. Cheap and delicious. The place is clean and neat too. The idea, I think, is perfect for us." Mr. Namo is promoting.

 

"Hearing you talk like that, I want to try eating there" Aksa said.

 

"Oh, that's .. maybe if for Pak Aksa it won't fit." Mr. Namo hesitated to take this young man to the modest stall. Because even though she was young, Aksa was no ordinary person. He's conglomerate.

 

 

"All right then. We leave together.”

 

Mr. Namo gave the command to everyone to leave for lunch.

 

****

 

Warung which was meant by Mr. Namo was in accordance with what he described earlier. Clean and tidy. Now there are a lot of people eating there.

 

"Oh, Mr. Namo. Just go inside, sir. Outside many." A woman wearing an apron appeared to greet Mr. Namo. Although not young, the woman looked beautiful. Apparently Mr. Namo's a customer here. To the extent that the woman had her name.

 

"We go inside, sir," asked Mr. Namo to Aksa. It seems, in addition to the stall itself, they make the living room that is not so wide in a place to eat as well. Not a chair, but a carpet. "Eating under is okay, sir?" ask Mr. Namo doubtful.

 

"Yes. I'm fine."

 

"What do you want to drink?" bargain the woman while cleaning her hands to the apron she was wearing. They mentioned drinks one by one. Aksa chose the same drink. It's just Aksa's drink, warm.

 

"Make 6 iced teas, 1 iced oranges, 1 urchins!" this woman shouted after moving away from Aksa and Mr. Namo.

 

"Yes!" a woman's voice came from behind.

 

Not long after, a girl came with a tray containing drinks that were ordered earlier. Before entering the house, the girl gave drinks to the people on the outside terrace first. When complete, he entered the house.

 

"Es warm oranges and oranges?" The girl made sure the drinks she was carrying were correct and on order. When looking up, Aksa's eyes are tethered to a familiar face in front of her.

 

Grn, deg, deg.

 

This girl gulped. His eyeballs are wide.

 

Aksa!

 

It turns out this stall belongs to Lisa's family. And now, after coming home from school, Lisa is helping Bi Sarah at the stall.

 

"Lisa! Done already? Please make me a black coffee, three!" bi Sarah's Order. Lisa blinked her eyes and looked slowly at her aunt.

 

"Y-yeah!" sahut Lisa and quickly leave from the front of the man. Aksa's head turned, following this girl disappeared into the back kitchen.

 

As his superior looked puzzled, Mr. Namo asked,

 

"What's up, sir?"

 

Aksa just blinked her eyes. No answer came out of his mouth. It seemed like this man was wrestling with his own thoughts.

 

Lisa flashed with a tray and a new drink in her hand. Aksa was again interested in looking. Because his boss followed all the girl's movements, Mr. Namo also looked at Lisa.

 

"He's the son of the owner of this shop, sir." Feeling Aksa was curious, Mr. Namo who had often eaten here gave information. This time the information has been successful. This time Aksa turned to Mr. Namo.

 

"So he really lives here?" aksa asked still confused.

 

"Yes. That woman is his aunt. Usually, her mother was the girl who served, but now her mother is busy accompanying her husband who is now in the hospital." Mr. Namo knows this family well.

 

"Hospital?" ask Aksa.

 

"Yes. Her husband's a mother who had an accident stall. Severe concussion, sir. Our order will be coming soon."

 

Aksa brought the warm orange glass to her lips. He took a slow sip as he continued to watch over the girl. Aksa's eyeballs do not want to come off and continue to pay attention to it.

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