Love and the Owner of Love

Chapter 65

The atmosphere during the day in the city of Jakarta is really hot, the sun is so stinging as if burning the skin.

Meanwhile, Jihan just came out of the restaurant after lunch, a fancy phone still perched in her ear making Jihan unfocused on the street, so that he accidentally hit someone who caused himself to almost fall, lucky the man he hit immediately pulled him until finally Jihan fell on the chest of the man's field.

"Awww" Jihan groaned while holding her forehead which was hit by the man's chest impact.

Likewise the man because his chest hit Jihan's head made her grimace but restrained, he closed his eyes.

Realizing their very intimate position the man instantly released Jihan's body, and slightly moved away.

"Are you okay Miss ?" Asked the man while looking at Jihan's face.

"No" Jihan replied

"Thank God, then I'll go inside" the man will step foot inside the restaurant but quickly Jihan holds him back.

"Wait a minute !" Prevent Jihan

The man frowned "what else is Miss ? Didn't you say it's okay ?"

"Here my forehead is sick you know, you have to compensate"

Jihan's words of course made the man before her more confused, the reason is not only Jihan's forehead that hurts, the man's chest also hurts.

"Then in what way do I have to compensate ?" Ask the man, yes it is better so that the problem is quickly resolved.

"What's your name ?" Said Jihan to the point.

"Ibra" the man replied firmly.

"I'm Jihan" he replied even though the man named Ibra did not ask, but Jihan with pede introduced his name.

Ibra was more astonished by the woman in front of him, beautiful indeed but the way that made Ibra did not like.

"There is no more Miss ? Then I want to go in for lunch" said Ibra who was impatient

"Seek her cell phone number ! Who knows if I'm bumping my forehead so I can call you"

By taking a deep breath Ibra pulled out her phone, then gave Jihan "note your number here, later a battery miscall" pinta Ibra.

Jihan immediately typed her personal number there, and immediately pressed the call even though Ibra said that she would call Jihan.

"Nih" Jihan again gave Ibra's phone "thank you" after which Jihan immediately went to pitch with her beautiful pose.

Ibra just shook her head, then her eyes rounded as she read the name of the new contact on her phone.

'My Love'

That's the name of Jihan's cell phone number, not Ibra who made it but Jihan herself, soon Ibra changed Jihan's number using her real name by chance she still remembered the name of the woman.

***** is therefore lost, but Ibra still decided to enter the restaurant in addition to eating, he also had a meeting with the King.

While waiting for the King's arrival, Ibra ordered drinks and food, until before long the King arrived and immediately sat before Ibra.

"Assalamualaikum Ib" cried the King.

"Waalaikumsalam Bang" replied Ibra.

"Why not go straight home ? "

"Later Bang, go for a walk in Jakarta"

King chuckles.

A waiter came and served food, and the conversation halted for a moment.

"Don't order a meal ?" Ask Ibra.

"No, you ate earlier"

Ibra nods her head "i'm having lunch first Bang"

"Please, I'm in the bathroom for a minute"

Ibra nodded, then began to eat her lunch slowly, but the shadow of her meeting with Jihan again flashed let alone the name Jihan pinned on her phone screen.

For the first time Ibra's heart is racing, but all this time he looks ordinary even though many women approach him.

Ibra tite is a cool but gentle man just like the King, but for his cold attitude and his feet are somehow downhill from whom because Abi Fahri is a talkative and friendly man.

Before long the King returned and Ibra also finished eating his lunch.

"Have you eaten ?" Ask the King

"Already Bang"

"God willing to Bang"

Indeed, since Baba Zahran died, Ibra was sent by Abi Fahri to help the King in Jakarta, because so much work the King first takes care of the company and second takes care of the family restaurant.

Abi Fahri told Ibra to help and Ibra happened to want to.

"Where to stay ? What house is Mother in the house of Brother ? It's up to you where it's comfortable"

"If you're at home you can't ?"

"Bole, at home also sometimes there is Zio or Alwi who stay later can be all acquaintances so many friends"

Ibra nodded, not that he did not want to go home with Mother Zenia just that Ibra was not good because at the house of all girls Mother. Later he will often visit or stay overnight.

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"Keyla" cried Jihan as she stretched out her arms to hug Keyla.

"Gue misses Lu Key" said Jihan again.

"Same, I miss it too" Keyla replied, "yes let's go in !"

Hearing of Keyla's pregnancy. With the enthusiasm of Jihan immediately visited, it felt like she did not want to miss this moment.

"How does it taste so bumil ?" Jihan asked after they sat on the living room sofa.

"Boy is not good Ji, especially when nausea makes it run out, but everything I will live well because this pregnancy is what we are most waiting for"

Jihan stroked Keyla's flat stomach, she imagined how later if she was pregnant, it would be very fun especially men who plant seeds like Ibra.

Oh. Ibra again Ibra.

Their first meeting made Jihan instantly fall in love. He was sure that the soul mate would meet again.

"Lu why are you smiling like that ? Don't imagine anything weird !" Seloroh Keyla saw Jihan continue to smile while stroking her Peru.

"You're not Key"

"I don't know"

"Iihh Keyla, I haven't told you yet"

"Hehe, what's it !"..

"So I met a very handsome guy Key" said Jihan bergebu.

"How more handsome is Alvi ?" Keyla asked, because the most handsome according to Jihan was Alvi, a guy who she was a student at High School but unfortunately Alvi never glanced at Jihan, I don't know why even though Jihan was also beautiful white skin, but unfortunately Alvi never glanced at Jihan, but compared to Keyla is still waiting for Keyla.

"For this time I turned to Key, more handsome guy earlier than Alvi" replied Jihan.

Keyla chuckled "cook yuk Ji, I want fried fish with mango sauce delicious cake"

"Had habit, Lu's talk makes me drool"

The two head to the kitchen to cook, Jihan helps cut the young mango while Keyla washes the fish.

After washing, Keyla smeared the tilapia fish with spices after using lime. Then fry it into a frying pan that contains cooking oil that has warmed up.

"The wind made my stomach rumble Key" said Jihan

Keyla simply smiled as she flipped her already dried bottom fish. Because the top is not yet.

Before long the fish Nila fried with mango sauce on it was ripe, the refreshing aroma managed to make Keyla eat voraciously. Even Jihan to gawk saw how to eat Keyla now.

"Assalamualaikum" suddenly someone said a greeting making Keyla and Jihan stand up to see who came. If Keyla was sure it was her husband.

"Waalaikumsalam, already home Bang" Keyla replied.

When Jihan turned her eyes immediately looked at the figure of the man she had met earlier this afternoon. In a moment, Jihan's smile instantly expanded.

"And I'm really sure that he is my soul mate" muttered Jihan but still heard clearly by the King, Keyla and Ibra.

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