
After hours of office, Lala did not go straight home, she chose to go up to the rooftop to rest for a while, today her work is so much and make her exhausted.
The girl sat down and leaned back on the chair, she closed her eyes for a moment, she broke down a smile as she remembered her best friend so excited while she was designing, she felt the Mala she knew had returned, he was very happy because Mala was finally able to design again.
Without Lala noticing, someone was standing up and observing her. "After getting hit by a motorcycle yesterday did you go crazy, why smile yourself." Said the man in a mocking tone.
Lala opened her eyes slowly, she was very memorized by that voice, Lala took a deep breath when she saw the person she had deliberately avoided was nearby instead now.
"Assistant Rafli, what's the matter here?" Ask Lala flat.
"I'm just looking for the wind." Rafli replied, then he sat down next to Lala and made the girl surprised. Lala gulped her saliva with difficulty, she did not understand with Rafli's attitude, after a long time Lala chased after the man and always got a rejection, then why suddenly Rafli like turning around chasing after him now.
"I'll excuse you, sir." Lala got up from her seat, she lowered her head politely and left Rafli.
"Why are you avoiding me now?" Rafli asked and made the girl's move stifled.
"Isn't this what you want, you don't like it if I mess with your life, I'm sorry because it's so presumptuous of you, I promise I won't bother you from now on." Lala replied without looking at her head, then she stepped back and left the place. Rafli stared at Lala's back nanar who had been away, a strange feeling suddenly infiltrated in his heart, sad, empty and felt like a loss, that's how Rafli felt this time, this time, he did not expect the little girl he called annoying to have entered his heart.
***
"Jawab Ning, she's my daughter, right?"
"Nothing is free in this world Mahesa, what will you give me after I answer your question?" Bi Ningsih replied with a grin on her face.
"What do you need, money? How many?" Challenge Mr. Mahesa, he wants to know the truth.
" One hundred million." Say bi Ningsih with her sinless face.
"Give me your account number, I'll transfer it after you answer my question." Mr. Mahesa agreed on the terms of bi Ningsih, for him a hundred million money is meaningless.
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"Tansfer first then I'll answer." Bidar bi Ningsih while smiling cunningly.
Mr. Mahesa pulled out his phone from his pocket, his fingers twitched on the screen of the phone and he gave his phone to bi Ningsih. "Enter your account number." Hastyrass.
Bi Ningsih grabbed the phone, she typed in a row of numbers that became her account number, after she finished returning the phone to the owner.
"Here you go, answer my question."
Instead of answering, bi Ningsih instead checked her phone, she smiled with satisfaction when she saw the notification of a hundred million rupiah money had entered her Bank account.
"Yes, he's Intan's son." Reply bi Ningsih while putting the phone in her bag.
Mr. Mahesa was glued to his place and that opportunity bi Ningsih used to leave immediately before Mr. Mahesa asked even further.
"Ningsih, you haven't answered my other questions." Shouted Mr. Mahesa after being aware of his long daydream.
***
In the car, after claiming to be his second husband-to-be looked so awkward, Arthur several times loosened his tie and Mala was squeezing both hands.
"On that matter, forgive me sir, I did not intend to involve Mr. Arthur." Mala said nervously, finally those words came out of her mouth after a long silence.
"No problem." Answer Arthur flat. "Some day I'll make sure you'll be my wife." His inner. The two remained silent until they arrived at the apartment.
"La, there's something I want to talk to you about." Arthur said, they were standing in front of Mala's room.
"Yes sir."
"I fired sir, what's wrong?" Mala was sad.
"It's not so, I mean from tomorrow you'll be my assistant." Arthur before Mala misunderstood.
"You serious?" The girl just doesn't believe.
"Yes. And next semester you can continue your studies, the company will finance it, I don't want to waste your talent."
"Sir, you're not fooling me, are you?"
"But on one condition."
"What sir."
"You're still my driver and you're staying here, after college hours you have to go to Art Life to help with my work. Are you willing?" Arthur asked as he looked at Mala.
The girl's eyes started to glaze over, she didn't expect to get this kind of extraordinary opportunity, her dreams were getting closer and she was very part of it.
"I am willing, sir, thank you very much for your kindness to me." Mala replied with a sobbing, the girl was crying so happy.
"Why cry." Arthur wiped the tears on Mala's face gently.
"I'm very happy sir."
Arthur smiles, then he pulls Mala into his arms, for some reason the girl complies, he burrows his face in Arthur's chest, Arthur's scent makes him feel calm and the fear of Arthur fades, as he got to know who Arthur was, a sudden warmth enveloped his heart.
"Sorry sir." Mala released herself from Arthur's embrace, she lowered her head Shame and felt bad for crying in Arthur's arms.
"Why do you always apologize to me." Firm Arthur.
"Because I've been hugging you."
"But I'm happy with that, I told you I like you, you can do anything to my body, I don't mind."
Mala returned nervous after hearing Arthur's reply, suddenly her face was hot and her heart was beating very fast.
"I'm sorry sir." Pamit Mala, she immediately went inside her room before her heart actually jumped out.
Mala adjusted her breathing slowly, she held onto her chest and felt the beating of her heart that was still very tight, then she changed into holding her face that felt hot, hot, without Mala realizing his face was blushing because Arthur and his heart was pounding when he was with Arthur. The girl begins to be confused, who she really likes, Arthur, the real body or Rey who lives in Arthur's body.
***
While elsewhere, Mr. Mahesa came to the Hospital with a used dirty spoon, he wanted to ascertain for himself, who Mala really was, whether she was really his daughter or as originally thought, she was, he's Intan's daughter, his ex-wife along with another prian.
SERIATE..
Hay everyone, how are you? May you always be healthy..
I WANT TO CONGRATULATE THE EID AL-FITR HOLIDAY TO MY MUSLIM FRIENDS WHO CELEBRATE, PLEASE FORGIVE INNER BIRTH.
**I'm sorry if so much wrong to all of you yes,,
and for the next few days maybe I can not update, because I can finally go home after three years stuck in the city of people.
Take care of your health, see you ..
greetings from me 😍😍😍😍**