Idol Man, Never Leave a Trace with Hurt A Woman's Heart

Episode 238's. Friendship

Prita and Mardo chatted while finishing their drinks. The girl then explained about the incident at the party. That he was just accompanying. Because the party is the anniversary of the company. In the middle of the party, there was a girl who suddenly approached him and his boss. When the girl asked who Prita was, her fiance answered. It just so happens that many hear it to be sensational news.

After the show Prita and her boss had a fight.

"That's what happened, Mother. Mr. Boy spontaneously replied like that to avenge his hurt feelings towards the girl who had left him."

"Oh, so yeah."

Prita nodded in confidence to Mardo that that was exactly what happened.

"Well, you'll tell Rakasiwi the real story."

"Thank you Mother."

They were still talking in the car. Prita said he had to go back to the office. Mardo too he could not linger in his office. Because Rama the youngest is still very dependent on him. The woman was relieved that Prita was still a good girl and still loved Rakasiwi.

"So Prita wants to wait until Rakasiwi can understand?"

Mardo looked into Prita's eyes. Reply with mutual view .

"Yes Mother, Prita is still waiting."

Then the two embrace and kiss the cheek. Just separated.

While in his office Mr. Boy saw the door of Prita's room was still closed. He suspects Prita went to lunch with his friends. Soon he entered his room and saw the file on the table. He checked everything and put it back. His mind can't work. He remembered Riri acting strangely towards him.

There was no way he could be with that girl anymore. After all the pain he's been through for years. Prita's the one who made it out of the girl. Remembering again the actions of Prita who preceded him with a big motorbike. Actually, he didn't really care until he was next to him at the red light. He glanced and saw the shadow of a beautiful girl behind a jacket and helmet covering her head. Once at the red light it turns out their goal is the same, namely a mall.

He followed the girl. He himself was astonished at himself. All this time he ignored the girls and never cared. So why did that one girl shift her world? What surprised him even more was that he saw the girl in his office the same day he entered work.

Prita Pujanigrum, she's a very different girl. Smooth, soft but he rides a big bike. Silent but can be very chatty. Submissive but not controllable. Boy leaned his head against the back of the chair. Biting his lower lip. Suddenly flashed the figure of the man whom Men thought was his fiancee. He met that guy.

He said the cafe was his. Boy was curious.

Buk up!

Boy heard the door open and closed. He stood up and rushed out. Presumably the girl he was thinking about had gone home.boy moved up and knocked on the door.

Prita opened the door, and saw the boy's face in front of her. The girl left the door open and left in front of the door.

"I've put the results of the meeting on Mr. Boy's desk."

Prita said while sitting in front of his computer.

"Yes, I've seen it, and I'm happy to be going well."

"Basic irresponsibility, leave when the meeting takes place."

Prita nagged, though it was unclear but Boy heard it. And he widened his lips.

"Boss, can you do anything, object?"

"No, why would you mind."

"That's a whip, like a granny."

"What's? like grandmothers? it's yummy!"

They're teasing each other. Both of them like this habit. Prita felt she became more open to the grunts that filled her heart.

"Like! you know like!"

Prita throws her lips, then shuts up.

"When I got home from the office, I bought a drink."

Initially Prita wanted to refuse, but he remembered the money that Mr. Boy had spent for the operation of Risa's mother.

"May, but not the old place. The usual cafe."

"Who's taking you to dinner, I'm just drinking."

Back Prita pouted, because he was wrong again.

"Yes, okay. Now you get out there back in your room and work."

Prita raised her eyes. Boy shakes his head.

"There is a deputy director who arranges the director?"

Huh! Boy snorted, then turned his body leaving Prita.

Prita blew his breath he stared at the ceiling of the office.

'Yes Rabb, why do I like Mr. Boy. But my love for her was different from what I felt for her 

Racasic. This taste of my tribe is like that of my older brother. Or to friends.'

Prita widens her lips.

'That kind-hearted handsome man is my best friend, there is only friendship.'

The girl was very happy and happy. It was like he was given an idea to solve his problem. He then drowned in his work. Until the time came home, there was another problem because Boy wanted Prita to come to his car. Prita said he had his bike in the parking lot.

"Let the security guard take care of the beautiful and soft parts of his vehicle moge. How about you just use an idle car at home.?"

Prita choked, it's easy Boy said it, as if the car was just a pen.

"Yes, right. Although not new but the car is rarely used, you want?"

Tick tick.

Just like tears dripping on Prita's cheeks. Not because of the car. Except the attention Boy gave. Some days Prita thinks that now she is no longer a teenage girl. Except the adult girl. It was not worth it to ride a big bike. His body had changed in a few years as well as his soul. No longer a teenage girl with an adventurous spirit.

And it turns out Boy noticed that. To make him tear up and shed tears. Boy saw.

"Why crying? I'm offering you a deputy director..."

Suddenly Boy fell silent. He patted his head.

"Geez! you're the deputy director, you should have a car! oh I forgot about that."

"Well tomorrow, we'll talk to the Emir, don't cry anymore."

Prita suddenly hits Boy's back.

"I'm not crying because the car knows!"

"Then why?"

"No idea ah!"

Prita leaves the man to the parking lot. Boy also immediately cheated, when Prita was about to cross to take his mogenya. Boy's car intercepted him.

"Come in! I told the security guard to take your big bike home, where's the key."

Prita reached into his bag and took the key of a big motorbike, as a security guard ran towards them.

"Urus yes!"

"Every Boss."

"It's quiet? all is safely under control."

Boy smiled showing how reliable he was. The man turned to Prita who shook his body on the bench sebrang. Prita then gave her thumbs up.

'You're great, Mr. Boy, very responsive.'

Drungs!

"Aw aw!"

Prita's down, Boy's uproar.

"Ha ha ha, so wear the seat bell"

"Basic!"

Prita can only raise her eyes while putting on the safety rope.

　

　

　

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