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Rayyan turned her car into a hotel where they stayed while in Bandung. This hotel is one of the assets of his family. The arrival of Rayyan and Zahra was immediately welcomed by the hotel manager who then helped them take care of all their needs.
"I'm sorry, sir." Zahra told Pak Putra, the hotel manager. "May I have a backup card? Just in case I forget to put my room card."
"Yes, Miss Zahra. I'll help you later."
"Zahra, sir, don't use 'bu'. I feel old."
"Hahahaha.well, Zahra. Looks like you're the same age as my son."
The laughter of Zahra and Pak Putra had to stop when Zahra caught the face of Rayyan who had been standing in front of the elevator. Zahra hurriedly said goodbye to Pak Putra and followed Rayyan.
"Sorry, Sir. I was asking for a spare card for Mr. Putra" Zahra said as she followed Rayyan into the elevator.
"For what?"
"I like to forget, sir. Before that, I liked to lie down and say hotel keys." replied Zahra while scratching her head.
Rayyan simply shook her head and seemed to be holding back her smile. Really Rayyan could not imagine if Zahra who was so thorough on the job, turned out to be too late for such a small thing.
"Rest first, later at 7 we have to go to the restaurant below to meet with Mr. Martin. We will have dinner with him." said Rayyan as he walked out of the elevator and down the hallway to their adjoining room.
After attaching the card to the door detector, Rayyan went inside his room. Leaving Zahra without saying a word.
"No, Zah. Fix the article that you read differently has Mr. Rayyan. So don't worry." Zahra muttered inwardly, then stomped her feet in annoyance as she walked into her room.
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The time showed at 18:45 and Rayyan had prepared to get off to the restaurant. After leaving his room, Rayyan approached Zahra's room and pressed the bell repeatedly but there was no answer.
"He can't sleep, right?" rayyan muttered as she continued to press the bell. Until finally, Rayyan decided to call Zahra for fear if his personal assistant overslept or even forgot.
"Where are you, Zah?" rayyan asked as soon as the phone was connected.
"I'm downstairs, sir. It's sitting in the lobby."
"Ohh, okay. I'm down now."
Feeling calm because Zahra did not fall asleep or even forgot, Rayyan followed Zahra who said if he was in the lobby.
"Why are you waiting here? I told you it was in the restaurant on the 3rd floor." asked Rayyan confusedly.
"I'm out of the mini market ahead, sir. Buy medicine."
"No sir, just catching a cold like that." Zahra put Rayyan's hand away slowly.
"Can you come to the dinner?"
"Can, Sir. Then let's go up to the restaurant now, sir, afraid that Mr. Martin is waiting."
The dinner meeting that turned out to last longer, made Zahra even more uncomfortable. His eyes were already heavy, all he wanted now was to sleep gathering energy for tomorrow which would definitely be denser his show. But Zahra had to hold back her sleepiness, Mr. Martin was happy to chat with Rayyan. Plus both UCLA alumni make Mr. Martin more happy to talk about his college days first.
Zahra's anxiety seems to be captured clearly by Rayyan sitting next to her. Zahra who had departed said that if she was not feeling well, she must now feel her body that was not careless. Rayyan could do nothing. If he ends this dinner unilaterally while Mr. Martin is still so eager to chat with him, of course it is disrespectful. And again, Mr. Martin is a client he is trying to persuade to cooperate with.
Trying to strengthen Zahra, Rayyan grabbed Zahra's right hand and held it. Zahra's eyes widened, and reflexively looked at Rayyan who was still cool chatting with Mr. Martin. The grip of the hand was not long, only a few seconds but caused a tremendous effect for Zahra. His eyes that had felt so sleepy, now it was just a drowsiness that disappeared somewhere. There was only an irregular heartbeat, and a sense of heat and cold that spread throughout his body.
"Ahh elah.. This is Eowyn's brother gini very much! I don't know what from yesterday I've been baper because of the flowers, now use a holding-hand event." Zahra grumbled in her heart.
Until a few minutes before the dinner ended, Zahra had lost her focus on listening to her boss chat with an important client. He only smiled in response to Mr. Martin's seemingly funny chatter, but Zahra did not understand what they were talking about. Because somehow their words were like no one was caught by his ears.
"Aren't you sleepy?" rayyan asked as the two walked towards the elevator.
"Still, Sir. It was forced to be strengthened." turn to Zahra and try not to groggyly answer Rayyan's question.
"What kind of medicine did you take that sleepy?"
"Just drink the wind-t*cloth, sir. But it's just that my mother is not feeling well anymore, so lemes and innannya want to sleep."
Rayyan just nodded. "After this sleep. Tomorrow our event will be crowded, can be until the afternoon or maybe evening. You were horrified by yourself if Mr. Martin invited us to come to his company. And also... He'll talk, it'll be longer Zah."
Zahra breathed. Did Mr Martin really ask them to come to his company? And he also has to be a loyal listener Rayyan and Mr Martin chat all the time like that?
"Why?" rayyan asked curiously looking at Zahra's expression. Moreover, the sound of breath was clearly heard in the elevator that only contained the two of them.
"I have no problem if told to stand all day, pacing here and there, I am strong sir. But if you are told to cry Mr. Martin to talk like that earlier...." Zahra paused her words while massaging the base of her nose.
"Duuhhhh. It's so sleepy, it's like a story."
Zahra's honest words just made Rayyan laugh as she stepped out of the elevator. Not just for work, Zahra will always be honest. But also everything that concerns him.
"Sleep. Tomorrow you have to work hard. Practice for horror I chat with clients, because later you will often deal with it." said Rayyan while shuffling Zahra's hair, and after leaving Zahra who is still staring at the door of the room.
"Always like this! I'm the one who dag dig dug, he's a whimper." Zahra again grumbled, before finally sticking her card to the door detector and entering the room to rest.
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Eaaaa.. His eldest son Papa Adit seems to have made a child baper tuh! Haha.... This is actually very impromptu writing, so sorry if there are many typo. Because from yesterday like an error again, my jd is a bit lazy. Afraid I've written but you guys can't find stories because they are taught 😩 hide and seek
But nothing, hopefully the error will end so we are all comfortable. Don't forget the votes, likes and comments. Healthy keep ya readers 😘