
After Githa waited for about fifteen minutes, a black two-door sports car came over and stopped right in front of her. Before long the car door opened and a man appeared to come out. Githa did not recognize the figure of the man because of his position that was still turned back to Githa. After standing perfectly, the man walked around his car and opened the other car door.
"Hi Githa's.. Sorry for keeping you waiting. Please come in." greet the man and let Githa into his car.
Githa who still did not recognize the figure of the man standing before her only smiled awkwardly and scratched her non-itchy head.
"Sorry who are you?" Ask Githa politely.
Ali smiled slightly and then removed the black glasses that had been worn earlier. Githa flinched, she instantly recognized the face. The handsome face he had just seen yesterday.
"Sir Ali? I'm sorry I didn't recognize you" Githa said in a slightly trembling voice.
"It's okay, it's only natural that we've only met once." Ali replied casually. "Can we go now?" Came on Ali again.
"S-I'm waiting for Image sir." Githa answered.
"Partner won't come to pick you up because I'm the one who's been texting you since last night." Obviously Ali without further ado and again invited Githa to get into his car.
Githa gasped at Ali's explanation just now and remembered Dhika's words this morning. He immediately realized then got into Ali's car and did not forget to say thank you. Githa was forced to join because it was impossible for her to reject the invitation of an important person who has now established cooperation with the Dhika company.
Ali immediately drove his car at a moderate speed. There was no conversation between them all the way. Githa looked out the window at the traffic jam at lunchtime. He felt very awkward with the person he had just met yesterday.
Ali was focused on driving, he occasionally turned to look at Githa who kept looking at the window. Ali smiled slightly at Githa who was wrong.
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After traveling approximately twenty minutes, they finally arrived at a luxurious restaurant that is always crowded with visitors because it is famous for its delicacy.
Ali immediately stepped into the VIP room, a separate dining room with other visitors, followed by Githa behind him. They were greeted warmly by the servants. After choosing a table and sitting their bodies, before long the waiter came to bring a menu list. Ali and Githa chose their own food and after recording all the orders the waiter left.
"It's easy, Git, I didn't bite. Haha.." Ali said with a laugh.
Githa chuckled and only nodded awkwardly. He was confused about where to start a conversation, especially when he asked to meet.
"Sorry Master, why would you lie claiming to be Citra when sending me a message?" Ask Githa carefully.
Githa no longer answered, she lowered her face and saw her hands clinging to each other in her lap.
What does it mean that he wants to know me more? Does he like me? Haha.. Realize Githa imagines him not to height woyy! Githa's inner voice instantly raised a small smile on her lips.
"What are you thinking?" Ali asked when she saw Githa smiling to herself and making Githa feel good.
"Eh ehm anu is nothing, sir." Githa answered.
"How old are you, Git?" Ask Ali again.
"Twenty-three years, sir." Answer Githa.
"Then just call me Mas Ali, don't call me Master anymore." Reply Ali again.
"Alright Tu eh Mas Ali." Answer Githa.
Ali gently stroked the top of Githa's head which instantly made Githa blush in embarrassment. Although he had only met twice, Githa had begun to feel comfortable because of Ali's friendly attitude to him. Before long the waiter came to deliver their order. The waiter arranged the food on the table neatly after it left. Ali and Githa began to eat the dish while occasionally joking and both laughed at the familiar sign.
They did not realize that when they entered the restaurant there were a pair of eyes that were watching them with a sharp gaze.
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