
"Justify my guess? You like Azzam." Darren repeated his question to Safira. Safira felt himself cornered.
"Ih, no. I like Azzam. You know, Azzam was Dara's girlfriend" Elak Safira.
"Yes .. I'm just curious. Can't you cry for no reason in front of Azzam's room?" attack Darren again.
"I-it .. It was just a flick of dust," Safira lied. He didn't dare look Darren in the eye, afraid of being caught lying.
"Dust flickering or jealousy of two people who again combine that love?" jebak Darren's. Why is it so hard for Safira to open up to him. Darren wanted to know Sapphira more deeply. Of course to launch his initial intention.
Sapphira really died lice for the umpteenth time because of Darren. Sapphira could not answer the questions that came out of her superior's mouth.
"Why? Aren't we?" ask Darren again.
I swear by anything, Sapphira felt like running away and running away from here.
"Sir .. Can we stop talking about this? I don't want to talk about this, sir." Finally Safira also ventured to reveal her unek-unyek.
"Ou, okay. It's not a problem for me." Honestly, Darren felt a little pity to see Safira who himself forced to answer those questions. Darren was sure a thousand percent, there must be a deep heartache for Sapphira.
"Thank you, Sir. If so I go home first yes," said Safira. A second later Sapphira covered her own mouth due to leachability.
"Going home? What time is it?" asked Darren suspiciously.
Sapphira was confused and confused. "Anu .. it .. I .. I have permission, sir. My head hurts, sir. That's why I let her go home" Safira lied.
But Darren is not easily lied to.
"Oh seriously? Let me see the license here," Darren said.
Die. The story of Safira.
Sapphira silently did not answer, her head felt numb because she looked down.
"You're trying to skip the hook, aren't you?" accuse Darren.
The frightened Sapphira subconsciously held Darren's hand.
"I'm sorry, sir! I promise I won't skip anymore! Sorry, sir! Plis, don't fire me, sir!" whinek Safira hanging on Darren's arm.
Without being able to be held back, Darren's smile widened by itself. Ahh, it's nice to have a beautiful woman like Safira.
"OK, next time don't repeat!" darren.
Safira also releases Darren's arm.
"Hehe, thank you sir. If so I go inside first yes," said Safira then leave with a little run.
Seeing Sapphira so rushed, Darren became suspicious. What exactly was that beautiful girl hiding?
"Ah shit, the pay! How dare you run away, Sapphira!" darren Decak. A second later he smiled. Funnier.
"Huh? What am I? I've made ABG's child's cake a smile is not clear!" Darren felt strange about himself.
Lazy to think too far, Darren finally chose to go to his apartment.
Arriving at the apartment, Darren immediately threw his body that was without a suit into the mattress.
"Ah, good," murmured Darren so satisfied.
A little more Darren fell asleep but the sound of his phone ringing made him shocked and woke up.
"Damn! Who's bothering people early in the morning!" upset Darren then reached for the phone on the bedside nightstand.
Darren looked at his phone screen, Harry's name on it. Darren quickly pressed the red button. It's too bad to hear the sound of a goddamn friend sending a pervert to his company. Darren put his body back in the bed.
"Ck! Just disturb!" annoyed Darren then pressed the green button on his phone.
"Yes?" say Darren first.
"Bro, why did Rusen suddenly come to my company? Keep getting angry at me, he said you are not professional at all, refuse him that way," explained Harry without saying stale.
Darren who heard Harry's story was a little upset. What say? Just refuse?
"Harry, you hear me! The man you sent to me was completely immoral!" darren replied without hesitation.
"Huh? Mean lo?" Harry's confused. The story he heard was Rusen who was rejected by Darren. Without knowing the reason.
"The person you sent dared to disturb my employees" Darren replied malasiously.
"But ...." Darren who was lazy to hear Harry's grandfather immediately decided the call.
"You need a hard break!" gerutu Darren is sebal. Intentions want to rest, even hit by a lot of problems!
Darren's phone rang. Dejectedly, Darren raised the call without looking at the screen again.
"Gue doesn't care anymore! Don't talk about that anymore! I'm tired, I'm going to sleep!" he is merciless.
"Darren! Where are you?! How dare you run away from responsibility!" oceh Alberto to his eldest son.
Darren who was shocked to hear his Daddy's voice just turned off the phone. With lightning fast he grabbed his suit and put on his shoes.
"Ah shit!" he ran towards the parking lot.
Darren drove his car at high speed. On his arrival at the office he immediately ran towards his room.
"Where are you, Darren?" alberto asked as Darren opened the door.
Darren is a grown man, but when dealing with Alberto Darren is a son. I don't know why his guts are shrinking a little. Just slightly.
"From the apartment, Dad," Darren replied in a soft voice. Darren knows very well that he is guilty.
"Daddy was here to change your work development, but it turns out your room is empty. Where there is no telling, even to Azzam you do not tell," explained Alberto.
"He's busy with his girlfriend again" replied Darren in a bit of self-defense.
Ah, right too. Alberto forgot that his eldest son had a lover.
"Certainly, you? What are you busy doing until you leave the office?" alberto's asking intimidates Darren.
Darren hush.
"Busy with girlfriend too? Or a paid woman? Oh come on Darren! Throw away your bad habits, you are not abroad anymore. Compared to a girlfriend, you better find a wife as soon as possible! Remember the age of three heads!"
Suddenly Darren's ears became hot hearing advice similar to his daddy nagging. It turns out that old people are the same, not men or women all scolding is very, very spicy.
"Fastly Darren will bring prospective wives in front of Daddy and Mommy" said Darren so confident. Darren becomes more and more eager to pursue Sapphira, not only for her content, but also to be his wife!
"Okay, Daddy believes. But don't let you choose a woman! That wife is not a paid woman. Even looking for a paid woman should be picky, let alone a wife! Daddy doesn't want to have a weird daughter-in-law" Alberto said. The rest he entrusted to Darren.
"I rarely miss Daddy's choice" Darren said.
"You're an adult, you don't need any punishment to break through your mistakes! You can certainly penetrate your own mistakes. Understand, Darren?"
Darren nodded. Afterwards Alberto left Darren alone in the room.
"Prepare the future wife" cried Darren with a slanted smile.