
David
Talks from the Pawang Money group are increasingly ngalor ngidul, but the topic they raise is still about Ngarsinah.
the simple beauty of the woman became an interesting thing for them to discuss during the day.
Time passed so quickly, the twilight shade began to show its beauty in the western horizon.
The sun is ready to sink in the contest and will be replaced by the moon. In the two separate office buildings, the busyness before work began to appear.
In the central building, Rangga and Ngarsinah are already in a car controlled by Tomy, a personal assistant and friend of the CEO.
The vehicle was traveling at a slow speed as the road started to get crowded. Ngarsinah turned her gaze towards the street that was beside her, confused what to say to let go of the awkwardness that happened, that was what was in the mind of the beautiful girl who always looked old fashion.
"Thank you sir for the opportunity you gave me, today a lot of lessons and knowledge that I got," Ngarsinah began to open the conversation.
"You deserve that opportunity Arsi, I see the great potential that exists in you, just a little polish and opportunity then you can become a reliable businessman," replied Rangga relaxed, and briefly turned to look at the two girls who were next to him.
"You're too much sir, I've had no experience all this time" said Ngarsinah carefully, she didn't want to make herself forget herself because of the flattery that Rangga just said.
"I've been in the business world for a long time, so seeing the ability and potential of someone is one of the conditions to be in this cruel business world." Rangga's answer was felt to be correct by Ngarsinah, the girl nodded.
"Sir, I'm sorry can I please put it down at the office, I want to take the bike," Pinta Ngarsinah still carefully when delivering it.
"Let your bike stay, it's safe, right?" Rangga's words were an order that could not be denied, and that made me anxious with this one boss. Lest he think of ensnaring me in his wish that we would always want to be together.
Kriein!
Kriein!
Ngarsinah quickly picked up her phone in the bag, a call from an unknown number, but Ngarsinah did not want to be prejudiced.
“Hallo congratulations so–” unfinished the girl greeted the person who was across there already directly cut the sentence from the girl.
[Irsi, I'm going to cancel our marriage, I'm going back to you,] the voice of the person I know so well, David my future ex-husband somehow wants to annul our divorce.
“Mana can be so, you have fulfilled three talak, even your written statement has also been handed over to the religious court. Legally aga–” came back the loud voice deafened my ears, and as usual she always cut my sentences.
[I will make the court grant my wish, you will not be able to escape from me Arsi, remember ka–” I was surprised when Rangga who was sitting next to me took the flat object and moved it to his ear.
“I will take it from you, never underestimate me! and you should never bother my woman!” rangga's words made me round my eyes in disbelief with what he had just said.
(Who are you! Don't interfere in my household affairs!) David's voice boomed in Rangga's hearing room, the man slightly distanced the flat object from his ear.
"No need for you to know, I just want to say Arsi is mine, and I don't like people to take what's mine, if you insist, and I don't like people to take what's mine, I'll make you regret that you've dared to think about my woman,"
Click on!
The phone connection was cut off unilaterally by Rangga. The man gave it to me and gave me a code to put it in my bag.
There was no chatter after that, we were busy with each other's thoughts. Still like a dream, the girl felt protected by Rangga in an unusual way. Ngarsinah wanted to be immediately aware of the taste that made her soar into the air, the girl did not want to wish. Between him and Rangga only friends and the relationship between employees and the boss.
Cars began to enter the spacious courtyard with a European-style building. Ngarsinah did not want the door opened by Rangga so she hurriedly opened the door and waited for Rangga to invite her in.
“Huuuaaa…. Huuaaaaa!” the sound of Arista's cry echoed filled the room with the order of furniture that was so spoil the eyes. Tomy finally chose to go home and take Rangga's car. Obviously this makes Ngarsinah panic, Don't tell me this is one of Rangga's traps for her not to go home.
After saying his greetings, Rangga invited Ngarsinah to enter, looking a middle-aged woman who was busy holding a hysterical little girl crying in the middle room. Rangga told Ngarsinah to sit first on the sofa in the living room, while the handsome man entered the room thought Ngarsinah, the two-child widower to the family room.
Arista's cry was getting worse, whether what he wanted, Arya as usual, did not hear her voice, maybe she was playing.
Inside there Rangga saw Arista who was already out of shape, only using singlet and her hair was disheveled while the bude had been overwhelmed by the little girl who continued to rebel.
“Thank God you come soon Ga, mbak already overwhelmed to persuade your child, all wrong,” complained Gita to Rangga. “Mbak gita, sorry yes I so ngerepotin, I told you I picked up the driver but they do not want, he said to play at the bude house, naah now even like this.” Rangga tried to explain his efforts not to bother his cousin's brother, but yes their children's names will not be consistent.
“Huuuuaaaaa, Huuaaaaa! dedek does not want to be with papa!” the cry of the little girl who refused to be carried by her father, made Rangga confused himself, while his eyes saw Arya who was cool with her toys without wanting to care about what was in the cry of her sister. Always like that, Arya was very quiet Throughout the history of Arya's life, since her mother died, the little man just felt close to Ngarsinah. An adult woman who has now secretly become her idol.
“Ok .. Ok, now dedek stop first, dedek why?” asked Rangga who began to be confused and did not know what else to do for the sake of the crybaby stopped crying.
“Dedek want mom hiks .. hiks.” Arista tried to say what he wanted, and it made Rangga rub his face rough.
"Darling, right mom is already in heaven, later mama sad if you see a cry, come here papa gendong, we go home?" Persuade Rangga to the little girl who is still in the sling of the bude.
"The grandfather wants Mama Arsi! Huuuaaaa .. huuuaaa"
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Suitable this the grandpa so matchmaker between Rangga and Ngarsinah, cuuss hunt deck follow along with mama Arsi 😆😆
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