
"Two glasses of Vodka" the man told the bartender. "Kiara, huh?"
Kiara stunned. "Kok know?"
The man chuckled. "Gua Deon, Dira's friend."
"Ah, I'm Kiara,"
"Well, you like vodka?"
Kiara grinned. "No, hehe. I love chocolate milk."
Deon laughed amusedly. How innocent this girl before him was. The bartender gave what Deon ordered.
"Take the vodka, you might like it."
Kiara took that glass of vodka and drank it a little. "bitter."
"If so don't drink," Deon took back the glass Kiara held, "by the way, what age?"
"Take a guess,"
"You age ... 26?"
Kiara tickled. "I'm that old, huh?"
Deon laughed again. "Yes. She's 26, right?"
"You're making jokes isn't funny. I'm 19 years old." Kiara pursed her lips.
"I was kidding. You look like you're 5 years younger than you."
"Don't lie, sin."
"i'm serious. Ask the person next to you."
Kiara looked to her right side. It just so happened that there was a woman drinking.
"Excuse me, sis. Can I ask you?"
The woman put down her glass and responded to Kiara. "Ask what?"
"I look like I'm young, don't I?"
Confused, the woman replied. "Indeed."
Kiara turned again towards Deon. "Really, right?" deon said proudly.
"Sip!" Kiara raised her thumb. "If you?"
"I'm 26 years old."
"Away as old as I am. May I be your friend, Brother Deon?"
"That's fine, and call Deon aja."
"No. It will be polite."
"You want an hp number?" ask Deon.
"Can." Kiara handed me her phone. Deon typed in his phone number, then returned it to Kiara. And vice versa.
"Mrs ...."
Deon's phone rang, no name on his call. Deon cautiously lifted him up.
"Where are you? Get back to the office."
"Sorry, but who is this, huh?"
"Don't pretend you don't know. Mr. Argan's boss, tell you!"
Deon realizes the one who called him was Lio. "Good, Sir. I'm on the way." Quickly he hung up the phone.
"Kiara, I'm saying goodbye, yeah. I'll chat."
"Yes. Careful. Uh, wait, where is Dira now?"
"On the dance floor. Sorry, I'm in a hurry." Deon stepped quickly out of the club.
"Okay, okay." Kiara jumped from the high bar stool. He went to find the dance floor.
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Deon arrived at the office. He rushed to Argan's room. He knocked on the door and Aragn let him in.
"What's looking for me, boss?"
Argan looked at Deon from top to bottom. "See clothes. Embarrassment."
Deon reflexes staring at his clothes. He patted his head. Deon wears a short-sleeved shirt with casual trousers. "I'm sorry, Boss."
"Oh, forget it. I want you to immediately change your amateur attitude, because soon you will replace Lio as my personal assistant."
"You mean?"
"Lio won't be my personal assistant anymore. However, he will still be a secretary here."
"Why?"
"Ask him the reason. Anyway, from the day after tomorrow you become my personal assistant."
"Sorry, but why should .. me, boss?" Deon obviously didn't want to. The only reason was because Argan was too cruel to him just because he was a new kid.
"Who else then? If I had another wife, a man other than you would flirt with my wife" she explained.
"I'm sure you won't flirt with my wife later, because," Argan hung up his answer.
Deon looked at Argan full of curiosity. Argan is waiting for his smile.
Deon knew what Argan meant. Deon's heart rate is racing fast. "Good, Boss. I will try my best!"
"For now, you can go home."
Deon bent his body 90 degrees. He went outside Argan's room.
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Kiara didn't find Dira anywhere. Kiara started thinking negatively. He sat on the couch in the corner of the club.
Calling Dira is the best solution right now. However, not lifted. Kiara's getting frustrated.
Kiara's eyes continued to move from the left corner to the right corner. His eyes stopped moving when he found someone familiar.
The man grabbed his girlfriend's shoulder. That man is Josep. And the girl he was carrying was not Manda, but the girl who was sitting alone with Josep in the cafeteria.
"Crazy, huh? Not worried about being suspended tomorrow, but instead clubbing," Kiara muttered in annoyance.
Josep unintentionally caught a glimpse of Kiara's figure. Kiara is in a hurry to move to the toilet. Luckily, Josep was unconscious.
Kiara found Dira in the room, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dira! Where are you anyway? I nyariin from earlier loh," grumbled annoyed Kiara.
"Gue deliberately let you panic." Dira laughed a little.
"Bad men! I'm like a lost child."
Dira's laughter is getting loose.
"Oh, yes. I'm just as cool you can be familiar, because he's cool."
"My friends?"
"Yes, his name is Brother Deon."
"But the friend I want to know is Lo not Deon. He just talked to me."
"Loh, means Deon who?"
"My friends too. Why does he know you're my friend, huh?"
"You don't know, ask me."
"Yes it is. I don't need to know you anymore, same Deon."
"Why? More temen, better?"
"Temen you don't have to do much. You're still plain."
"Plain? I was drinking vodka."
Dira widened his eyes. "Well! Seriously lo? Vodka is too high for you to drink alcohol for the first time!"
"Can't you?"
"Yes, obviously I can't. If found out Arsen can be scolded by me. Besides, alcohol is not good for your health."
"Not to be afraid of Arsen, he just doesn't know we're here. I was drinking just a little," said Kiara to calm Dira.
"Don't know how? The cave put up a photo of the same cave in story ig!"
Kiara tickled. "Plancession! Delete it now, spit!"
"Eh, yes, yes. I'll delete it first." Quickly, Dira's fingers deleted her story ig.
Ting! Ting!
Kiara turned on her phone. Notification of two incoming messages.
Arsen: You're in the malem club? Taken Dira?
Arsen: Look out tomorrow for Dira. I chopped! And watch out too, if tomorrow your mouth smells of alcohol.
"Dir, Arsen chat me,"
"Where to look."
Kiara showed Arsen a message. Dira was getting panicked and worried.
"Tomorrow, right saturday? Don't worry." Kiara calms Dira again.
"Lo really calm, I'm already this stuff. You don't know how Arsen went berserk."
Kiara scratched her non-itchy nape. "Hehe, yes."
"Can!" Dira clucking Kiara's forehead.
Chequek.
A man and a woman mausk to the toilet that Kiara and Dira occupy.
Kiara and Dira rushed to hide in one of the toilet cubicles.
Who else would have come if not Josep and his girlfriend.
To be continued
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