Not Mahram

Chapters 10

"Where are you going early this morning?"

Hanif looked at Nafisah. Her cousin's sister looked neat while carrying a totebag canvas on her shoulders

"You to the publisher."

"Well?"

"Alhamdulillah my work is on the same betrothed as them."

"Oh, all of you take a contract?"

"Hm, if it's appropriate I'll sign it. If not, I will refuse.."

"Well if you refuse, do not love the same results of labor? Mumpung on a betel, Naf. When else would you like to have your own dream in the novel version?"

"Dreams, dreams, Mas. But if I don't match the terms of the time I agree. What harm does the author do?"

"Yes too. There really. So, you went there yourself?"

"Yes himself. Who else is the same?"

"Yes probably the same Zulfa. Or the same ghost who likes to come suddenly. You have to be careful with her!"

"Ih," Nafisah looked annoyed. "I'll go first. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Be careful on the road, if there's anything, don't hesitate to call me."

Nafisah just nodded. Then he went riding his motorcycle. The weather is so sunny. Although the clock has set at 10:00 am, but it does not feel too stinging considering the city of Batu is a cool city.

Red lights at the crossroads. The breath pensive for a moment. Hanif was right, Daniel was like a demon who likes to appear suddenly. But he also realized, lately the growth of the man was not seen in front of his eyes?

"That's tumben. It's been 2 weeks that he's not nongol."

Tint's!

The sound of a motor horn is heard from behind. The breath is conscious. Patiently Nafisah waited to return to riding his motorbike because there was still a car that had not been road in front of him.

"Hello pretty. Long time no see.."

Nafisah looked to the side until she rounded her eyes in surprise. Suddenly Daniel was in an airport taxi next to his motorcycle. The man waved one of his hands at Nafisah.

"You know what a real soul mate means? Other than nowhere, but anywhere to meet."

Daniel blinked one of his eyes at Nafisah to make the woman fed up. Nafisah looked forward and returned to riding his motorbike after the car in front of him had walked first. The breath was upset.

"Basic is not sane!"

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"Sofia's mother.."

"Yes?"

"The author is ahead."

Sofia nodded. "Send him in."

"Good."

The sound of the door closing sounded. Sofia is busy preparing what things will be given to the author this time for a contract signature. The sound of the paper being printed is heard. At the same time, the door opened. The position of Sofia who was still turned back to the door realized that someone had entered.

"Please come in."

"Thank you."

Sofia is done with her business. In his heart he was angry with Daniel. The man's long departure kept him a little busy as a publisher editor with a lot of work added. Moreover, last night Daniel contacted him and gave him the news that there was one writer who attracted his attention in terms of the script. Sofia turned her body, and she was silent.

"Geez, it's only fitting that you choose this woman Adelard." Sofia was upset in her heart.

"Hello, sorry to keep you waiting." Sofia smiled with compulsion. Actually he is ogah.

"It's okay."

"Sorry, can you introduce yourself?"

"I'm Nafisah Zainah."

"You're the author of love's pen name, huh?"

"Hm, yes Brother."

"Call Sofia." Sofia smiled again. He also issued a letter of cooperation contract to Nafisah.

"I've read all the contents of your manuscript entitled Jodoh Dari Lauhul Mahfudz. Incidentally interested in your manuscript is the editor-in-chief directly from us. Can be read and understood first the contents of the contract. If there is something that is not understood, please ask.."

Nafisah nodded while receiving 4 pieces of contact letters from authors and publishers who were stapled. Nafisah also did not expect that the woman he met today was a white Caucasian woman with yellowish brown hair.

My heart started to read it. He carefully understood the contents of his contract that the royalties he received as a writer would be 6% of the price also per book. Not only that, royalties will be paid once every 6 months, namely the period of January and July.

"Sorry, is the royalties only 6%?"

"Yes, Nafisah. Generally so. Royalties will increase by 10% in the event of a second reprint, 15% in the third."

"I don't have an NPWP. Is the tax cut really this big?"

"Nepisah makes the NPWP. If not, it really doesn't matter. However, it will be tax deducted by 30%, while if there is NPWP it will be deducted by 15%."

Nafisah. He just found out it turned out to be a writer who collaborated with the publisher of his agreement like this. But there is one thing that makes him interested, namely his novel that will be distributed to major bookstores throughout Indonesia. Isn't that his dream?

"Em, can I take this contract home first?"

"certain. We'll give you until next week, Nafisah."

"good. I'll consider it."

The breath went out of there immediately. After Nafisah came outside the publisher's office. Daniel stared silently at Nafisah. He wanted to approach the woman, but why suddenly he hesitated and even feared.

Daniel can only be silent and resigned, while touching the wedding ring that is now embedded in his ring finger.

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