Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Cheating on!!

Isma is really busy today. He had just walked out of the meeting room with Bimo and his team.

"We're going straight to the current location?" Ask Isma to Bimo who is putting all the important files in the bag.

"Yes, Is. We're leaving right away. In order to rest, pray and eat lunch before continuing the journey to the location." Evidently.

Isma nodded in understanding. Then he helped Bimo carry the goods to the car.

Drriitts…

Isma's phone shook just before the elevator door opened.

"Start, Bim."

Bimo just nodded.

"Hello, Miss Amanda. There's something I can help you with."

"Who is the woman who made Prince dare to leave me?" Snap Amanda while sobbing.

Isma's confused. Two days ago, Prince bought a special ring for Amanda. Now, Amanda's even angry erratically.

"You know that cheap girl, right? Tell him I'll never give him the Prince. I'd do anything to keep Prince from leaving me." His words with a shrill voice made Isma's ears hurt to hear him.

"Sir Amanda calmed down first, apparently misunderstood. The boss has no other women than Amanda…"

"liks. You liar. How much are you getting paid by Prince, huh? I can pay five times. So, quickly tell me who the fucking woman is."

"I really don't know, ma'am. As far as I know, the boss always asks me for help to buy her a gift for Amanda."

"Liar.." He shouted, then cut off their communication connection.

Isma shook her head, astonished, confused and annoyed. When you have to work extra, go outside the area, eh even get scorned, yelled, spelled a liar and complete is the annoyance of Isma today.

"Astaghfirullah.." He tried to resist the emotion of thrashing to find a plan. It felt like Isma wanted to punch through the wall and kick the elevator door.

Sounds lebay, right? But that is Isma. She looks soft and calm, but she's a strong woman. Isma is a National karate athlete since High School.

"What else this time, Is?" Ask Bimo curiously.

"Obviously, Amanda's raging. Said the boss cheated on me." Clearly Isma while stepping towards the elevator whose door was already open. Bimo followed behind him.

Both are in the elevator. Isma was silent, many things were troubling her mind. While Bimo gradually shifted his steps closer to Isma. And Isma did not realize that, she was dragged into the world of daydreams.

Ting…

His eyes stared intently at Bimo's constantly shifting feet closer to Isma. "Eehhmm.." Forcing yourself to cough. Regardless of anything, Prince stepped up and stood right between Isma and Bimo.

Isma who noticed her shoulder being nudged by someone, immediately shifted until her body touched the elevator wall. Bimo just silently held back the annoyance. He was confused, the elevator was so wide. Why did the boss suddenly choose to stand there. It was as if it had purposely separated him and Isma.

"You're leaving now?" He said with his manly firm voice.

"Yes, Boss." Answer Bimo lethargic.

Realizing Isma did not even respond, Prince finally hit the top of Isma's head using a rolled-up paper that had been held since.

"Ouch..." Whiney Isma was surprised and immediately held her head.

"What do you think?"

"Boss?" Glancing around. "Kenfraa... Boss here?"

"As far as I am. This is my company. Did you forget?" He answered with a little closer to Isma.

Isma distanced herself from that uncomfortable position. "Bos cheated?" Ask Isma directly without warning.

Hearing that question, Prince was confused. The look on his face changed, his forehead wrinkled up making his eyebrows as if fused.

"Amanda called me. He got angry and asked me to find out the boss's cheating woman." Connect Isma.

Instead of answering, Prince smiled sinisterly at Isma, then turned his gaze forward.

Ting…

Elevator door opens. They arrived at the loby. Bimo went down first. He felt like a ghost in the elevator. Invisible.

"Wait.." pulled the tip of Isma's hijab, to make Isma interested in the back.

"Boss always pulls my hijab. What if my hijab suddenly comes off? It's not funny." Rutuk Isma was upset.

"More..." Proposing a small paperbag with jewelry motifs on Isma.

"For Amanda?" Take it out of Prince's hands.

"Make you. My future wife." His words whispered near Isma's ear.

Seriate...