KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

Eps. 83 What's Up Bro?

Eps Snippets. Earlier...

After Nadia came out of the hotel, the man looked at Nabila with a warm look and without speaking he flicked his finger up.

Moments later seen from the direction of the restaurant kitchen came a man in a chef-style clothes. He pushed the food trolley. On top of the trolley is a semi-circular food hood. Nabila just kept quiet and watched, when the man stopped beside the table and bowed to pay respect to the CEO. The CEO who had not introduced his name just nodded slightly, as a gesture to the waiter to present.

The man in the chef-style clothes then opened the hood and then took the prepared dish and put in front of Nabila, a serving of fried rice with eggs of beef eyes served beautifully there.

Mata Nabila. This is the breakfast menu. Almost every day he always had breakfast with fried rice and beef eggs. Nabila looked at the CEO with a questioning look that was answered with a thin smile and a prying shoulder. The waiter was still preparing for Nabila, this time he poured lemon juice. Nabila swallowed the saliva again because the aroma of orange juice was very tempting.

After all presented to Nabila, now the waiter opens the same menu for the CEO. After that the waiter bowed respectfully and left the two of them behind.

“Eh-hem.” Nabila cleared up because he was confused to start the conversation.

“Ah Yes miss Nabila?” Ask the CEO a little. It seems very clear that the CEO is wrong.

“You've studied me?” Tanya Nabila sharp. Making the CEO's white face red as if caught doing something embarrassing.

“Ah yes, uh no, ha-just a little miss.” The answer is increasingly visible how wrong the CEO is.

“Hmm... Thank you for appreciating this, sir, and I am so happy this morning. But..”

“Really? You like it?” Asked the CEO with a sparkling face as if he had managed to get a diamond diamond as big as a goose egg. Nabila just nodded her head while smiling sweetly answering that question. Irreconceited the CEO increasingly wrong to see the sweet smile of a beautiful woman in front of him and make him accidentally nudge a spoon to fall on the floor.

Clunting!

The sound of the twang of the shiny spoon echoed to break the silence of the restaurant that contained the two of them. Nabila frowned at the dikulum saw the incident and covered his mouth with one palm so that the CEO was not more embarrassed to make it.

“Eh sorry, sorry, sorry miss Nabila.” Said repeatedly.

A waiter ran their shirt and picked up a dropped spoon and replaced it with a new spoon for the CEO. After that the floater just passed away.

“Once again I apologize Miss Nabila. I have stained your moment of happiness this morning.” The CEO said again.

‘Wow, tarnish my moment of happiness? A very wow word selection.’ Batin Nabila smiled at the CEO. “No sir, you did not tarnish my happiness this morning.”

“Betulkah? But can you not call me by the name of sir?”

“Terus I should call you how? Your name alone I don't know.”

“Ah yes right. Stupid me.” He said again while patting his own forehead. “Ma-forgive me Miss Nabila, introduce my name Rendi Ahmad, and I ask you to call me by the name of Rendi only, without the frills of sir or others.”

“Hmm... Okay Rendi. I Nabila. And I am very happy because this morning I got a gift like this, this luxury hotel with you, Rendi.”

“Sgratitude.” Answer Rendi. Now clearly seen by Nabila, Rendi's face looks relieved and her awkwardness is also reduced.

“Can I eat now? This is my menu. Almost every morning I eat fried rice exactly like this. Only the look is different.”

“So you don't like the look of fried rice?” Ask Randy suddenly. His face immediately turned hard.

“Not, not dislikes. I mean, if at home the display of fried rice that I made is not as attractive and beautiful as this. So of course I am very happy and want to rush to eat it.”

“Ah thank goodness then.” Rendi's face turned soft again. “Then let's eat. Fried rice is also my faforit menu.” Say again.

Meanwhile, Diva is now being escorted to her room. He had arrived at the hotel where Nabila was staying. Last night he managed to get a plane ticket for the earliest flight.

Diva broke down her tired body because she had to sit in an economic seat during her air journey. And because it was Saturday, the morning flight was so crowded with passengers. While lying down Diva sent a message to Nabila and explained he had arrived at the xx hotel.

“Uuh really sleepy me.” He said with half-covered eyes. And a moment later the Diva had fallen asleep.

Back to Nabila and Rendi who have finished with fried rice and lemon juice. Nabila had time to read the message sent Diva. With a smile he put the phone back in his wallet and then returned to chatting with Rendi.

“Sorry, what did you say Ren? My concentration was a little disturbed due to reading the incoming messages on my phone.” Pinta Nabila on Rendi to repeat the sentence.

“Eee, I ask you to accompany me today.” Repeat Rendi with hesitation.

“What do you mean accompany like?” Nabila directly activates standby mode one.

“Ah, uh, I mean accompany me to vacation here. Maybe a beach walk or something?”

‘The other? You mean you slept with that? I have to remind him of the contract he has signed.’ Batin Nabila full of suspicion. “Whatever I will do for you according to the contract that has been signed together.” Nabila Resolute. He no longer wants to get the unpleasant treatment he already has.

“Te-of course. But I hope when we do we don't take it as formally as we do now. At a minimum we speak no longer with the word me and you. But me and you, it's more memorable relaxing and pleasant to hear.”

“Oh, okay. As long as it does not breach my contract uh I will do your request.” Answer Nabila still with a tone full of affirmation on the word contract.

“S-i understand. And I am very grateful to you.”

“Why are you still using me and you?”

“Ah, stupid... stupid sa. I'm sorry Nabila.” Rendi. But then she realized she had called out without a miss to Nabila who made her cover her mouth. Then he said slowly as if afraid of getting angry, “You don't mind if I just call you by name without saying miss?”

“It’s okay.” Reply Nabila while smiling.

Silent.

Silent.

“Eee... Nabila.”

“Iya Ren.”

“Will you marry me?” Said Rendi very slowly. But it felt so clear and clear in Nabila's ears. It was as if Rendi was wearing toa mushola when she said that.

THE DUAR!!!

Rendi's voice suddenly felt like the explosion of the Hiroshima-Nagasaki atomic bomb. Making Nabila stunned backwards with bulging eyes. Not angry, but really surprised. This is the first time for Nabila, invited to be married by a handsome man who he just knew his name. It was only about an hour ago that she met this man in front of her. And now this guy has invited her to get married?

‘What’s up with you broooo?’ Ask Inner Nabila. ‘Are you serious brooo? Just got to know I want to prank myself! How the hell is it?’

“Eee... Sorry if I was like this. I'm serious and I'm not prank you Nabila either. I know we just met, but I was honest and mean when I said I wanted to marry you. I want to be your husband. Until death do us part.”

“What? Now you can read my mind?’ Shouted inward Nabila. Right now he really doesn't know what to say. ‘Did your brain have sliding the handsome manager Reyhan huh? Or are you already crazy?  Nothing has been played lamar. Pedekate the cake? Take a date first cake, let's get to know each other.’ Maki Nabila's heart.

“I understand you must think I'm a lunatic at the moment. I can understand, it's all my fault. I shouldn't be in a hurry, I should have made an introduction first, or dated first.” Say Rendi again. But this time he said it by lowering his head deeply as if afraid of being scolded.

“Ju-jur a-I'm confused what to say now.” That's all Nabila can say. In his brain were millions of disturbing questions. And at this moment he suddenly felt careless sitting in front of Rendi.

Bast...