
After making sure Rico was already playing in the game on the playground. Nayra can walk back to the cafe dining table.
"Sorry to wait again, I don't want my son to interfere in this matter." Nayra sat down on the dining chair opposite Rhia.
Rhia who was playing the social media account on her phone, she turned her eyes towards Nayra who had been sitting in her chair.
"No problem, I understand how worried you were about your smart son early on. Can talk to the point." said Rhia.
"Can you just explain the results of the activity you did in taking over the company name?" ask Nayra to the point.
Rhia nodded quickly. Then, he pointed his phone screen in front of Nayra.
"Look Nay, all the company shares from your husband have entered into your new company. To take over the name of the ownership of the company I've turned the name into your name. For the case behind the name of this company I still keep it a secret because I don't want our plans destroyed." explained Rhia at length in front of Nayra.
"Well Rhia, thank you so much for helping me. For all the company's important files, I leave them to you, Rhia. If anything happens to me, please secure my company and my stock. Please protect Rico from being hurt by non-believers" Nayra said.
"Yes, I promise I'll take care of her." Rhia smiled.
"Alhamdulillah, I can breathe a sigh of relief now. Even though I had to follow the flow of drama to live poor.
Rhia shook her head in disapproval of Nayra's words. How can Nayra have abundant wealth from her labor while still a girl? Although Nayra was born from a family.
"No, I'm not gonna make you feel hard anymore, Nay. I'll pretend to lend you money. That way, your life can be helped."
Nayra smiled happily at Rhia's words.
"All right, thanks Rhia. I hope you can stay here for a few days to keep my company." pinta Nayra.
"I'll do it for sure."
"Hem... But, what about your company in Paris, Rhia?" tanya Nayra who just remembered the company that was built by Rhia in her country.
"Don't think too much about Nay, I've got my sister who handles all my corporate business. I came here to help your company and avoid the same question." Rhia replied with a wry look.
"The same question?" tanya Nayra repeated the words Rhia.
"Yes, both my parents wanted me to get married. I've graduated S2 and have my own company. Then, why else am I still alone." Rhia answered letting out a grievous heart that is unceasing because she has not managed to find her soul mate. Although she was born in a free country but she is not a free woman ***. He still keeps his chastity so as not to disappoint his soul mate.
Nayra rubbed the back of Rhia's hand to calm her down.
"Aamiin, thank you for your prayers, Nay. I will keep my promise to you to keep your company, Nay. You deserve to live a happy and quiet life without any actors in your household."
"True Rhia, I hope so." said Nayra with a forced smile because she remembered the household incident that was not as harmonious and comfortable as before.
While elsewhere, a woman dressed in sexy and glamorous make-up walks towards the dining table at the cafe but her footsteps are stopped when she sees Nayra talking seriously to a beautiful bule woman.
Messi, who had received an all-out punishment from Zico and was treated by his housemaid until he recovered as he is now. He was forced to obey the wishes of Zico became a personal prostitute of his friends when betting online gambling games. Messi initially refused because he did not want to play for free. But, Zico who continued to persuade him by giving a salary of 1 M a month made Messi interested and agreed. It was at this time that Messi was in one of the elite Mall belonging to the Richard family.
Messi dressed up so that the patient would feel comfortable. Messi made an appointment at this cafe to enjoy a sumptuous meal and fantastic prices before playing. With a lack of confidence Messi went to the ladies' room. But, when he wanted to find a dining table close to the natural scenery, he said, he accidentally saw Nayra with the beautiful bule and he heard their talk about the company of Nayra to be held by the bule that was captured through his sense of hearing.
I don't know, Messi doesn't want to interfere with Nayra's life anymore. He was tortured by Zico. He felt strange but real, why Zico posed a vile threat to him so as not to seize Kenzo from Nayra again. But what does Zico have to do with the Nayra and Kenzo households? Would Zico want to take Nayra from Kenzo? If that is true, he is very happy because he easily got Kenzo - the man he loved so much.
Ting!
Messi received an incoming message notification containing a short message from someone.
"Oh dinner table number 01 VVIV, means I have to get into the place of young entrepreneurs. Hem... Cool." said Messi in his heart.
Not wanting to waste time, Messi immediately stepped quickly towards the dining table that was determined by someone. He checked every dining table until he focused on the number one occupied by a man who turned his back on him.
"His body is burly, he must be a handsome and well-established man." - Messi watered with a happy smile.
"Sorry to wait a long time, the streets are jammed and I can only until now" Messi said, citing the classic excuse of a man sitting behind him.
The man who heard the melodious voice of a woman, he immediately changed his sitting position to face the woman.
"Just ignore it, I understand you're busy." said the man with his heavy voice and sweet smile.
Messi who saw the man's face immediately silenced his mouth.
"How could Brother Zico have me serve an ugly, grasshopper-like man? Where are the blacks of African descent? Haduh, I was disgusted with him." Messi's inner self with his sour face and he had no intention of sitting on that chair.
"Why are you still standing? Sit down and order the food you like. I don't want you to be hungry. Oh yeah, introduce my name Bimo. You're the Messi Zico offered to serve me?"
Messi just nodded, he turned his face to the side as he had no intention of getting in touch with the man.
"If I had known a man was ugly like this. I'd like to accept Zico's offer. Next time, I'll have to check the face of the man I'm going to serve. That way, I feel deceived like this." Inner Messi with both eyeballs lazy towards Bimo.