
The next night the two friends celebrated the success of Nabila, although not yet signed a contract but it is certain that the glory of Nabila will soon come to approach.
"Cheers!" agnia said and then drank the juice in his glass.
"Honey, Lova's not here" said Nabila.
"It looks like we can pullkam first to Bandung, nganter the Del share the invitation all reunion. Tuh kid why not use a digital invitation anyway so do not bother spreading one - one." Omelette Agnia.
"Say he spread a digital invitation to his artist friends, as well as to all other circles. Lova may miss the same late mother and want to nyekar first to the tomb so all palkam share the invitation," said Nabila.
"Yes maybe. fortunately there are still bokapnya who can be a marriage guardian. Well I, bokap no ntar pas married most use the judge." said Agnia, feeling a little melow if remembering her father left her who was out of nowhere now.
"It's not wrong you also, yes if you are behind ntar he can be a guardian,"
"Huh! I've been telling you since I was a kid, there was no hope of him coming home. Some of you don't want to grieve anymore like, Mama said can't forgive me bokap me."
"Yes, that's it. Do you want to get married again? No, right?!" Nabila the luckiest, his family is still complete and even still harmonious in the age of those who have reached old age.
"Yes too, why discuss it now," Agnia grinned.
"Yuk go home, my phone lowbatt forgot the contents of the malem," asked Nabila.
"Yuk."
...***...
Since noon Reyhan was angry - angry, it turns out after leaving his office Nabila left and did not return to the Company. Ubay had been looking for it, but Ubay said that Nabila had said goodbye to all his friends - his coworkers. Even when Reyhan called, Nabila's phone was off.
Now Reyhan is sitting at the wheel of a car in the parking lot of the apartment Nabila lives in, he has Ubayy collect all data about Nabila including the address where he lives.
Especially this afternoon his sister replied to a chat from him, before here he had met his sister first.
While scrolling through so many comments, Reyhan came across one unsettling reader account named the man who owned Kitty.
"Curtain! Who her? Dare - how dare to name his account like that!"
Reyhan read the comment from the account owner.
Kitty Owner's Man: "Kitty's spirit, let's both make this novel into a great work in the film world."
Reyhan frowned reading the comments, he really did not like the comments. He also typed a reply in the kometar account column Men Owner Kitty.
My Kitty retorted to Kitty Owner's Man: "You're dreaming, man, far away! You're an over-imagined reader, don't bother my Kitty."
Rereading his reply, Reyhan laughed in satisfaction, "It turns out that today, the online world is also a lot of crazy men!"
But the reply from the Kitty Owner's Men's account upset him.
The Kitty Owner replied to My Kitty: "I don't dream, I'm a Film Producer. My name is Dimas from HT Company, Author Kitty has agreed to make a film with me and he will be the Director."
Commentary column Men's Account Kitty Owner is crowded, the readers are very familiar with the Producer named Dimas who has worked on many popular romantic genre films for several years. Of course Reyhan also knew his name, although he had never met or known the face of Producer Dimas directly.
"He?! Was the man who was out of the cafe with Nabila? So, because this man Nabila chose to resign?!" Instantly Reyhan was emotional again, he did not accept Nabila taken another man even though in terms of work.
"Don't dream of leaving, Nab! I'll get you, you want to be a director, no, I'll make you a famous director!"
Finally the car known to Reyhan entered the parking lot of the Apartment, sure enough the woman who was waiting - waiting for him to get out of the car.
Reyhan quickly opened the car door, walked up to Nabila and pulled the arm of the woman he had been missing all day.