
Chyara immediately parked her scooter motor. Nick had ruffled his waist in front of the employee entrance to welcome his arrival.
"You've been a long time, Chyaaa!" nick's snort came at him. Help bring down and bring in Chyara groceries.
"Sorry, Nick. I really didn't mean it!!" Chyara tailed Nick while carrying the rest of the groceries.
"Oh, I'm busy. You help Mozza. You know it's weekend!" Nick was immediately busy arranging the items purchased by Chyara.
"Yeah!" Chyara turned around and stepped up, "Eh, where's the egg?" muttered.
"CHYARAAA!!” nick's voice boomed again, Chyara turned her head, crowing.
"Yes, Nick, you can cut my salary!" he showed a sad face as he pleaded.
"Hurff" Nick sighed regretfully.
"Thank you, Nick. You are the best!" seraya wins the trophy Chyara smiles widely and leaves Nick.
Huh, if it wasn't for the thief and the crazy guy, my salary wouldn't have been cut. How I'm looking for an extra rent that's going to fall within two days. Chyara's inner voice rumbled while helping Mozza clear the table.
"Now, why else?” Mozza gave a glass of ice lemon tea to Chyara. He looks pissed.
"Huh, I shouldn't have interfered earlier!" hisses. Mozza squinted his eyes and raised both eyebrows.
"Hehh .. because I was trying to help a mother who had her bag stolen. I threw Nick a basket of eggs, and then I still had to replace the crazy guy's laundry!" his lips with blazing emotions.
"How can you?"
"The eggs I threw accidentally hit his face were also his clothes and I had to reimburse the laundry fee. I just realized, it looks like the clothes he wears a famous brand, huhuhuhh, Zza .. how is this." He lamented his sadness as well as his misfortune today.
"If you don't think about this month's rent, you can use my money first.” Mozza is very aware of the conditions and difficulties that Chyara is facing.
"Thank you, Zza. I'm ashamed, always bothering you!"
"You still feel sad? I'm your friend, I'll help."
"Let me find a way out first huh, Zza, if it's really urgent I'll ask for your help."
"Promise yes!"
"Yes.” Chyara knows if she asks Mozza or Nick for help, both of them will help.
"Chya, here's a lunch order. Please take you with me." Nick came out with ten boxes of lunchboxes and a scrap of bonds for payment bills to break his second chat.
"Good, Nick. I turn the bike forward!" he rushes out the side door, Mozza helps Nick carry some of his lunch boxes.
"Be careful, Chya. This time it's a food box!" Nick reminded.
"Oh my goodness, Nick. Can you do a good deed. If it's like that, it's like you're swearing at me" Chyara snorted.
"Hahaha, kidding Chya. It seems like it's magical to go home without a good story!" nick Ledek.
"Already, Nick, don't tease her. We'll have to complain because we're late to deliver!"
"OK, okay. Go Chya!" without warning he who is still upset immediately plugged gas in his motorbike.
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Chyara arrived at one of the towering buildings. He immediately parked the motorbike and dropped off one by one the food boxes that had been arranged in a paper bag by Nick and Mozza. He placed the two paper bags he was carrying in front of the reception desk.
"If it's the fiftyth floor, which elevator should I use?" said it. The receptionist looked confused.
"Fifty floor? You mean the fiftyth floor ordered this meal?" The receptionist looks in disbelief.
"It's the address right here, right?" Chyara issued a payment bill. The eyes of the receptionist were round in disbelief, especially when he saw the name of the customer in the bill of the bon on behalf of Elderick Balian.
"You can use that elevator!" point the receptionist towards a special elevator and call one of the bodyguards on duty.
"Please take it, Miss this to the fifty floor," said the receptionist and the bodyguard was unable to believe her words.
"You're seriously telling me to take you to the fiftyth floor?" the guard was firm.
"Yes, hurry!" while driving away the guard earlier to rush to deliver it. Why are they confused. Is something wrong? His inner.
(Two hours earlier)
Elderick can't focus on his work. In his mind kept on imagining the scent he so desperately wanted. However, he realized that he could not do it.
"Mark, order me ten lunch boxes!"
"Sorry? Lunch, Mister?" Mark repeated his master's words again while playing the mantle. He felt something strange. Usually when the master is not focused or angry. He asked her to bring him a woman for an impingement.
"Your ears seem to need me ripped!" Elderick growled at Mark's behavior.
"Well, I'll order you, sir!" Mark took out a cell phone and would choose a few restaurants as a recommendation.
"You order at the Pine restaurant in my name and pay on the spot!" his orders. Turn the chair he was sitting on. A smile on Elderick's face.
We'll soon meet, my wild monkey.
TRINGS. The elevator door opened, the bodyguard held the door for a moment for Chyara.
"Please, Miss!"
"Thank you, sir, but I'm sorry I had to drive you to which room?" Chyara's eyes turned to the right and left. In front of him was a hallway with several rooms and the most corners looked very different because the largest.
"Miss straight, there's our director's room!" clearly the bodyguard was pointing towards the largest room.
"Ah, okay. Thanks again!" he simply replied with a nod and then the elevator door closed.
Chyara walked slowly with two paper bags, each containing five lunch boxes. So quiet. His mind is back to discussing. His eyes continued to go around making his nose suddenly stand up as he passed through several rooms that looked like there was no occupant. Empty and silent.
Why there's no one, did Nick misrecord the order address. He asked again in his heart. His footsteps stopped when he was standing in front of the door of the room that the bodyguard pointed at earlier. Chyara placed the paper bag she was carrying on the floor.
Chyara tried to knock on the door. But in the least he got no answer.
Still no answer. Chyara again turned her head to glance again right and left. Really made him flutter. His heart was pounding rapidly, his hump was again standing.
“Hallo, is there anyone? Your lunch is here!” now he slightly hardened his voice while sticking both of his palms on the cheeks. Still no answer. Silent and empty. And.
BLASHES! Chyara felt a breeze sweep across her face and she blinked both eyes. The hump returned to bristling.
“Aarrgghh!” the peckers started to get scared. Chyara turned body. Open the door and bring in both paper bags.
“Hallo, your lunch order is here!” he was already in the room which turned out to be empty. There really isn't anyone. Oh, my God, how is this? Ten lunch boxes. If Nick knew this was a fake order, he would definitely not believe it. Arrghgh. Chyara is frustrated how she will explain it to Nick.
“You've come!” the voice of someone as Chyara turned around made all the paper bags she was holding scatter in all directions and she herself was aghast in shock until her butt fell on the floor.
“Arrggh! Ghostuu!” chyara shouted shut both her eyes.
For a moment no sound was heard. He slowly opened his hands that covered his face. From below Chyara sees shiny shoes touching the floor, assuring her that the ones she screams are not ghosts, then neat formal pants are also slippery. Further up he saw a very neat suit and of course the figure of the owner in front of him was more soothing to the eyes.
A handsome, tall and athletic man with very neatly styled hair, really looks like a metrosexual man. Makes him momentarily hypnotized by the owner's good looks, but the smirk of the man's figure changes everything.
“It's been satisfied staring at me!” his lips.
“You!” grunts Chyara tried to stand up while holding the man's leg.
“What is still less?” the man advancing his face made Chyara take a step back.
“You ordered lunch?” chyara said without further ado she was already lazy to linger.
“Hemm”
“Oh, well then, here's the food bill fast pay!” while handing him a piece of paper that he took out of his pants pocket.
“Food? You mean I should eat it ...,” her eyeballs are spinning while pointing to the floor.
“Yaa, caneunn, Nick!” Chyara patted her own eel after seeing all the food she was carrying scattered on the floor. He sighed then looked back at the man before him. I really fucking shit today.
“This is all your fault, if you hadn't surprised me, none of this would have happened!” Chyara showed her pursed lips in annoyance.
“You blame me? Is not wrong. You're the stupid one!” objurgation.
“Hey, you, your name ...,” Chyara looked back at the bill, at first glance the man smiled when he saw Chyara was so panicked.
“Ah, yes, Mr Elderick Balian!”
“Uhm.”
“Listen to me talk first!”
“Uhm.”
“Hey, I said listen to me talk first, don't you cut!” hardik Chyara was even more upset. Elderick was speechless as he folded both his hands on his chest.
“Listen to me, Mr. Elderick Balian. Arghh. This is how I will replace your food money, but my finances are not good at this time so I will be installments when I receive a salary later!” Chyara explained in a panicked tone hoping Elderick understood. He tried to negotiate with her.
Cute and cute my wild monyett is in a panic.
“Then?”
“Yaa, for now I beg you to pay the bill first!” her door.
“Alright!”
“Really. You're not playing me, are you?” Chyara spontaneously grabbed both of Elderick's arms. He opened his eyes.
“Ma-af, Sir, ta-pi I really thank you.” Chyara again offered her bill.
“Indeed, I said I agreed!” said Elderick turning around and sitting casually on the sofa while folding back his hands.
Gosh darn. Really crazy guy, I think he agreed to help me. This time my salary was cut by Nick.
Hurfs. Come beg me.
Dddrrttzz ddrrttzz. Chyara reached into his pocket, Elderick directly poked his ears sharply.
“Iya, Nath,”. Chyara's voice turned gentle answering the call with her met face.
He could show such a face. Elderick growled to himself in the heart while clenching both of his hands.
“Where are you? Still dropping off food?” Nathan asked very gently.
“Uhm.”
“I want to take you to lunch, can-” Chyara smiles.
“Alright, I'll be there soon.”
“I wait in usual place.”
“Uhm.” The phone disconnected, Chyara put it back in her pocket.
“I'll say goodbye first, Mister!” Chyara turned around and was about to leave.
GREPS! Elderick clasped Chyara's hand tightly, “Have I told you to leave? So presumptuous of you!” harden with a look full of anger.
“Akh, sick!” peekit Chyara's.
“Clean first the mess you made!”
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