My Only One's

Plan To Paris

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"When?" Piere stepped out of the pantry after clearing the place out of the mess before he changed shifts with his theme.

"Yes, right now the thing I miss the most is the bed." replied Amara as she stretched her crumpled body.

"Are you sure you're tired, huh?" The man was wearing his thick jacket. The weather was very cold and the wind was strong that evening because the Paris region seemed to have started entering the autumn.

"You see for yourself, our work today is so much."

"Indeed." They walked out after making sure everything was in order.

"And is it just my feeling, that these few days there are more and more guests? The comparison of guest check in and check out seems to be balanced. Sometimes I barely have time to clean up the room because the next guest has arrived. Catherine even got the manager's nag for being late."

"Yeah, it looks like it. Next week we will be in the qualifiers at Le Mans, right? So tourists start to arrive."

"It's crazy. The race will start next week. But the enthusiasm of the people is huge." Amara shook her head.

"You don't know. We're so busy here. Imagine the people around the circuit. Those who have lodging and restaurant businesses there must be busier than us."

"Yes, haaaaahhhh .. This way I feel overwhelmed. Especially at Le Mans!" Amara raised both her hands in the air.

"But how lucky they are, to be able to see the race live. And again, maybe be able to see the riders passing by. Ah, ... so cool."

"Can't you go there to watch? It's close, it's only two hours from here?" They stopped at an intersection, where the two could look around the city.

The charming Eiffel Tower almost that night looks even more dazzling after all the lights are lit. Also under the lights of the city that makes the nights become more vibrant. Making their trip home at night even more memorable.

They live in a place that is not too far from the hotel, so they can walk every time they go to work or go home afterwards.

"can't. The hotel will be very busy from one week before and after the race. I'm definitely not going to get to the circuit. Ah, .. disappointing."

"You like that race, right?"

"Yes, especially with the drivers."

"Rania?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why do you like him?" They continue their journey.

"Because he's so cool. I know the history of getting into superbikes. All the content that explains about him I memorized."

"Whoa!!"

"You know, your fellow countrymen are great."

"Yes, it is."

"You ever met him? Doesn't he live in Jakarta?"

"You know where he lives? Horrible."

Piere laughing.

"I met him often. Would you believe me if I told you I knew Rania?"

"What's? No way!" Piere laughing.

"Seriously."

"You lied!"

"No."

"No way!"

"If I tell you that she's my papa's sister-in-law's wife?"

"No way!"

"I'm serious, Piere!"

"Then prove it!" The man looked in disbelief.

Amara stunned.

"See? you lie!"

"I'm serious."

The man shook his head while laughing.

"Attent." Amara pounced on the phone from her jacket pocket. Then he remembered something.

"Now what?"

"I wanted to call her, but I forgot I didn't have her number."

Piere laughed out loud.

"I'm not lying! I really know Rania. You have to believe!"

"Yes yes, I believe."

"I'm serious, Piere!"

The man is still laughing.

"Wait, I'll ask Mommy for her phone number!"

"Yeah, right!"

Amara put a cell phone to her ear to make a call to Dygta.

"Thank you Mommy!" He muttered.

The call is not connected to the number.

"What the hell?" Amara stared at her phone screen.

Then dian tried once again to contact mom.

"Come on!"

"Thats enough!" piere said as they arrived at a building where Amara lived.

Small apartments but quite famous in the region because it is located in a quite strategic place.

"I'm serious, I know Rania. I want to call her so you can talk to her in person."

"Yes, I believe."

"I'm serious Piere." he repeated his words to convince the classmate.

"Yes, I know. But it's okay."

"I promise you that if there's a chance I'll call her in front of you."

"Merci (thank you)." The man said.

"I'm really going to do it for you. I promise."

Piere nodded with a smile.

"Come in, it's night. You said you wanted to rest?"

"Tomorrow we shall meet again, and shall speak many things as usual."

"Yes, you're right."

"All right, then I'll say goodbye?"

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah, ... " Then the man left.

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"I think I need you to come to Paris next week." Dimitri signed several approval letters for the implementation of the project that he and his client agreed to before.

"I Sir?" We cleaned up some of them that were finished.

"Yes, who else?"

"Why not Mr Andra?"

"It's time you came along. Let the parents stay in place." Dimitri chuckles.

"Who am I with, sir?" then Galang asked.

"only you. In addition to two babysitters of course. I can't just go with them. Know what the twins are like?"

"Only Anya, Zenya seems to be able to be handled sir." replied Galang.

"Well, you don't know how the two of them would have acted."

Galang is now the one who chuckles.

"His always affecting Zenya sir?" said later.

"Yes, know yourself."

"He is dominant."

"Was Rania like that?" Dimitri closed the last document he signed.

"Anya's Deposit?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Steady to remember.

"Remember me .. he's more than Anya."

"really?"

"The lucky father of today in the family home there is no field where the village children play kites, marbles, or such games."

"Why indeed?"

"If there is, I'm sure Anya will match her Mommy."

"All right?"

"It used to be my balcony room where Rania kites, and behind my parents' house there was a field where she played marbles and egrang with other children."

"Balcony of your room heh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"What's he doing on your balcony?"

"I told you to play kite."

"That's all?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Nothing else?"

"I mean Father?"

Dimitri was silent looking at Galang who had now become his main assistant.

"none. I was just thinking something." The man was overcome with his feelings that began to get upset after knowing his wife's childhood that he had just heard.

"Hm ...." Galang back to clean up the file from his superior desk.

"Is everything finished?" tanyanya.

"Yeah, take it." Dimitri nodded.

"I'm taking this to Clarra?"

"Yes, just go with it." The boss attached his body to the back of the chair, while Galang sauntered towards the door.

"Hey Galang?" call Dimitri to his assistant.

"Yes sir?" Turn the head.

"What's he doing on your balcony?" dimitri asked again, and he grew curious.

"What?"

"What is Rania doing on the balcony of your room?"

"Huh?" He turned his body back.

"How old were you guys? You know, when she was kite-wagging on the balcony ...."

"Five or six years?" The staff immediately replied. He understood with the intention of his superior question.

"Oh, ...."

"He's just kite sir, nothing." Arrow held his laughter. He also understood with an annoyed look on the half-bule man's face.

"Hmmm ...."

"It's late in the afternoon, sir, you better go home. Isn't there an appointment with Rania this afternoon?" He then reminded.

"Oh yeah, I can upset him if I'm late." Dimitri immediately got up and fixed his coat.

"Makany ...."

"Hurry up, you're the one with my car." He threw his car keys to Galang.

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Connect ...

What is Mr Dimi? 😂😂

Asik! Kang Dudul is coming to Paris. Duh, so deg-degan nih. They will meet, right? 😅😅

like the same gift and vote dong, let them meet.

lopa lope sekebon😘😘