Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 120: Hotel Room
It's warm tonight. New York City's temperature rose to 17 degrees after noon had held at 9. Haris and team have just finished checking the financial statements that have been running. There are some weird things there. Haris thinks he should re-examine the irregularities.
Haris loosens the ties perched on the neck. His pantofel shoes make a clamorous sound every time he sets foot. This young man came out of the office by raising his shirt sleeves. Roni brought her bag and suit. Tired and tired as it felt. He was really in forsir for the transfer of power that was supposed to be his.
“Master, you've been waiting at Terra Blues by Mr. Martin Luciano” said Mark, assistant of LogoVo Group.
Terra Blues is a famous Bar and Club in New York. Mr. Martin himself is a Mexican owner of a giant telecommunications company and is now working with LogoVo.
Haris checks his watch. At 22:30 New York time. Soon it's her schedule to call Hana. He was lazy to visit places like bars and clubs. Want to reject the invitation from business partners feel also impolite. He thought for a moment before deciding to meet Mr. Martin.
The stinging smell of alcohol. Men and women crowded the room. Various tribes and nations ranging from Blonde, Indian, Negro, and Asian are here. Frenetic worldly glitter is so felt. This atmosphere really made Haris and Ridwan feel uncomfortable.
Accompanying the beautiful woman beside him, Mr. Martin seemed to casually order this woman to pour a glass of Vodka type drink into her glass. No kidding, he ordered the best alcohol whose fluid age has reached 75 years. It is said to be mentioned, the older the age of alcohol, then the taste will be more delicious. Martin is willing to reach out to crossover that is not a little for the sake of liking his colleagues.
Not to forget the woman also poured drinks into the glasses Haris and Ridwan. Two young men who had both been educated in this boarding school looked at each other. Haris' throat felt choked. Ridwan himself found it difficult to swallow his saliva. Moreover, the look of the woman in front of them was so tempting. Ridwan has difficulty breathing. Not only the smell of alcohol, the aroma of perfume that feels good in the nose smells perfectly.
“Let's toast on the success of our cooperation!” Martin sumringah in cool style. He raised his glass to a toast.
Haris pegged for a moment before then trying to honor the middle-aged man before him. There was no awkwardness, he also raised a glass. Ridwan frowned seeing Haris's actions worriedly.
Haris and Martin put their glasses together. The sound of glass glass rubbing filled the ears. With a single grace, Martin immediately finished the drink without waste. Haris himself put the glass back on the table.
“Mr. Haris, why don't you come for a drink?” Martin asked in wonder.
“Sorry, I can't drink this drink” Haris said. Not forgetting that she put a smile on there.
“So yes. All righty! We'll order a better quality drink. Waiters!” Call Martin.
“No. Not necessary. Really sorry. I don't consume alcohol. But you don't have to worry Mr. Martin, me and Mr. Ridwan will accompany you. Don't hesitate, We'll chat all night long!” Sahut Haris friendly. But he could imagine Martin would be offended by their refusal.
Martin remained silent.
“Why don't you consume alcohol? Isn't this drink very important especially when the weather is cold?” Martin asked who seemed interested.
“We live in a tropical country that only has two seasons. Summer and rainy season. Temperatures are stable there. Not too cold, not too hot. Alcohol is not needed. But actually, the most powerful reason is not that, but for religious reasons. We are Muslim. Alcohol is prohibited in our religion. As Muslims who follow the rules of scripture, then we are not allowed to drink this forbidden drink” Terang Haris in a language that is easy to understand.
Haris hopes that Martin can understand and not decide on cooperation. Given the tender project this time really needed their company, especially for proof it will be like Haris to be C.E.O from LogoVo and SunRise Group. Martin remained silent.
Haris's phone vibrates. One call came in from Hana. This man refused the call, because it would be in vain also if adopted. The frenzied sound that felt deafening would not make Hana hear well their conversation.
“Hahaha” Martin's loud laughter suddenly sounded. The woman at the side who was massaging him made Haris and Ridwan careless.
“You rare young people. Truly a leader of companies with character and high integrity. In this day and age, it is rare for young people to hold fast to the teachings of their religion. I salur!" Martin said.
“It is not wrong for our company to cooperate with each other. I feel surprised. Let's extend our cooperation for the next project!” Martin put his hand out. Haris and Ridwan look at each other again before Haris takes Martin's hand for his hands. Who would have thought, a simple answer again trivial turns out to have a big influence. After a long conversation. For a moment, they focused on their phones.
“Mas, why not lift? Angry huh? Though I have cleared the schedule of morning lhoo 😌” Type Hana through wattsapp message.
“Sorry darling... I'm still outside. So can't lift phone from you ❤”
“There's almost 01.00 p.m., right? Why haven't you come home yet? Where else is 🤔?”
“Iya. I'm at the bar again. Later if you have reached our hotel video call yes ❤”
“Hahaha. Offhanded! You know where the vocabulary of cheating comes from, huh? Make gemes 😘”
“If you want to cheat, I also will not know. I'm a long way from 🙂”
“Yes Rabb. I work here. With me there is also Ridwan. There-there's aja. Rather than chat I keep getting angry clearly mending you send a photo. I missuuuu ⁇ ️” Pinta Haris spoiled.
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Tap tap tap
Lisa settles in Haris's room and turns on the lights. He spread his eyes around. Blank. Aman Thought. I forgot Lisa locked the door. He again noticed the state of the room by staring to the right and left without pause.
Lisa opens the closet. The smell of smell came from there. He had repeatedly inhaled the masculine aroma. Some clothes looked neatly lined up on the hanger. Some get stuck in chairs including sleeping pajamas. Lisa turns, she focuses her gaze on the dresser.
There is a glass of water as well as a picture of Hana displayed up there, there are more seeds of prayer beads that Lisa knows for sure that it belongs to Hana. Not only that, it turns out Haris also includes the perfume Yasmin used by Hana. Huft. Hana actually managed to make Haris forget about Arini, the woman managed to make Haris feel opium to her. Knowing this fact, Lisa clenched her hands. Piqued.
But she smiled when she realized a glass of mineral water was available there. Good though. No need to bother. Her thought. Lisa took an object out of her pants pocket and put something in the drink. Something like powder, no matter what powder. In an instant the white powder was dissolved in the water. He smiled meaningfully.
Don't wait long, though, Lisa installed a small surveillance camera on the wall that felt safe and was considered invisible to Haris but the range of the camera could fill the entire room and he connected to his cellphone. Lisa really wants to monitor every movement of her best friend's husband. Hmh. No. gabe. It means monitoring the candidate who will soon be her husband. Hihahi. Lisa giggles with glee.
Once he felt enough, he came out of the room by returning everything to its original place. Lisa is confident she will be successful in her role tonight.
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Haris arrived at the hotel room at 02:15 in the morning. He felt dizzy from fatigue and lack of sleep. This man touched his neck which felt sore. He evaporated many times. Her eyes are red. It feels like going to sleep but he remembers not having prayed isya’.
Haris felt her body gooey. He has to take a shower. This man took his pajamas and started unbuttoning his shirt one by one. Lisa, who was monitoring Haris' movements through a camera from a different room, held her breath when she saw Haris' burly body still covered by a white t-shirt. Hmh Cool. Lisa's murmur bit her lower lip. He closed his eyes with both hands. But curious, he saw the movement further.
Haris opened his belt. He was getting ready to unbutton his pants. But suddenly Haris movement stopped instantly. This young man broke it. He took a towel and pajamas. He chose to take off his clothes in the bathroom. Huuuff. Lisa took a breath. Kinda disappointed.
Haris came out after he finished his bathing ritual. This man immediately gave prayers and then after reading al-Mulk's letter. The melodious chant of Haris's voice made Lisa tremble slightly. This woman is still watching Haris' movements because there is a mission she wants to do tonight.
After the prayer, Haris sat on the edge of the bed. He wanted to drink the mineral water that was there. Almost touched the glass on the table. But a video call from Hana stopped him. As usual, after chatting lightly and casually and telling each other about their daily lives, they engaged in a hot chat. Although not as hot as before, the chatter is still able to make Lisa's ears reddened and her breath hunting.
Tonight Hana took the initiative to hang up her phone calls. She knew her husband was exhausted and needed rest. No doubt, Haris immediately gulped down the drink that had been delayed and lay down to sleep. Unforgettably. Verse of the Chair, letter 3 Qul, dhikr-dhikr and prayer of the bedtime to be the cover of his activities tonight.
Lisa jumped in excitement. He only had to wait 15 minutes to act. Armed with a nightgown that had been prepared, he returned to settle into Haris' room. Slowly he opened the door of the room, do not ask where the access key he got. What is clear is that Lisa has now returned to the room where she still admires her fragrance.
Lisa saw Haris who seemed to have fallen asleep did not hesitate to open her veil. Then take a swing to sleep next to Haris. He almost took off his clothes. But suddenly, though,
“Eva Lalisa! What are you doing in my room?!” Haris's jerk almost made Lisa's heart fall. It turns out that this man did not sleep.
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