Sabila, Sweet Love Young Master
bab75 Old Friend
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Finally, Sabil can be separated from all employees who are curious about the story behind the ring he wears.
All of her father's employees were indeed close to Sabil, as the girl considered them all brothers. So if they won't be confused with his superior's daughter.
Sabil sits in a chair where the employees usually rest. Look at the ring on his ring finger. He smiles at himself when he remembers what happened last night.
Ting
A message came into his phone. His lips lifted when he saw the name of the sender of the message.
^^^~ Kak Andra^^
^^^For dear...^^^
What dear? Since when did Andra change the call. But somehow Sabil likes his new calling.
~ Brother Andra
Morning too, brother. Brother Andra has breakfast?
^^^~ Kak Andra^^
^^^ Dear, I just arrived at the office.^^^
~ Brother Andra
Happy work, brother...
^^^~ Kak Andra^^
^^^Thank you to my future wife. Do not forget to eat breakfast too.^^^
Ahhhh did I crazyaa. got a message from brother Andra aja my heart pounding. What was that, sweetheart, my future wife? Why I like to hear it.
Amel who saw Sabil's behavior from a distance also laughed along with other employees. The girl hugged her cell phone, as if she was hugging a real person.
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On the other side of the set was a beautiful girl who was wearing her face. The girl's mood has been a mess these few days. Even while doing the scene he repeated several times because of his unfocused and inappropriate expression.
"Cuts!!" Shouted the director who was tired from earlier kept repeating the same scene.
"Let's Rani. You're why it's not usually like this, are you unhealthy." Ask the director a little patience, because anger does not solve the problem. It can actually make a person's mood worse.
Rani shook her head, she was also confused why some days like there is something lacking in her life.
"Can I have a few days off, Mr Sean?" Ask Rani.
"Well, you can take a few days off. Come back if you feel better," said the director. Nor can he impose his will the result will not be good.
"really? Thank you sir, I promise after this I will shoot properly." Rani was lucky because the famous master sean as a cruel director did not want to know the artist.
"Yeah you gotta make sure it's not gonna be like this again when you get back." Said mr. sean.
"I promise you, sir. Thank you..thank you very much..." Rani repeatedly bowed her body to thank him.
After that Rani immediately left the filming location that was outside the city.
Rani Maharani, a famous artist who has just risen due to her stunning acting. He also often became a star in advertising of several cosmetic products and other items.
Currently he has managed to enter under the auspices of R Entertainment company thanks to his own efforts. There was no interference from Dion at all, it was purely his hard work.
And yaaa Dion, the man who has been supporting whatever Rani does. Where's she? It had been a few days that Dion had not come to see him, even sending messages was rare. Though they are now one company, but rarely meet.
This is how it happened, he upset himself.
"Where are we going, miss?" Ask the driver to Rani.
"To Sabil's cake shop sir," answered Rani, yes she needs someone to tell her the problem and want to meet her best friend who has rarely been able to meet at this time.
The car they were riding in had arrived in front of her father Sabil's cake shop. Much has changed since he last visited. Not to forget he wears a mask, glasses and a hat to disguise his identity.
"Is it okay, miss?" Ask his personal driver who saw the place so crowded. No one knows her lady.
"It's okay sir. I'm left alone, I'll call you when I'm done." Before descending he reflected first making sure no one recognized him later. Then he immediately went down, impatient to meet his best friend.
Rani enters the cake shop Mr. Mul, she looks at the corner of the room looking for a beautiful girl there. But he didn't find his best friend there. He sat in one of the empty seats available. A waiter approached him to offer him a menu.
"Excuse me, miss, is there anything you want to order?" Ask the waiter kindly.
"Could you please call Sabila.." said Rani.
"I'm sorry if I can tell who this is, let me tell you later." Well, the waiter certainly will not let a stranger meet his superior's daughter, what if it's a bad person.
"I'll order all the best here. Please call yes, just say that his old friend wants to meet," said Rani pleading.
"All right, wait a minute, miss." The servant left but did not immediately look for Sabil but spoke to Amel first. Amel, who heard it, walked over to the girl who was covering her face.
"Excuse me... Are you Miss Sabil's friend?" Ask Amel no less friendly.
"Sister Amel..."
Amel was surprised that the girl knew him, she paid a little more attention.
"It's Ku Rani." she said, opening her glasses slightly.
"Rani.. that's you," said Amel enthusiastically, because he idolized this one Sabil friend.
"Hussis.... Don't be so loud, brother," whispered Rani who didn't want anyone to know if she was there. It will be troublesome if people know, maybe instead of seeing Sabil even he was busy taking care of his fans who asked for photos and signatures.
"Ohh yes sorry. Come on. I'll take it to Sabil" said Amel who could not help his pleasure.
"Call Sabil over here, I want to surprise him."
"Well, wait a minute, yeah..." Amel hurried back to look for Sabila. It turned out that the girl was behind, helping to make the cake batter.
"Sabil, there are customers who want to meet you," said Amel.
"Who's brother?" Sabil asked while washing his dirty hands with the dough.
"Sister doesn't know, he says he wants to protest about the taste of the pastries here..."
Sabil took off the apron he was wearing so that his clothes would not get dirty. Then immediately ahead approached the person whom Amel meant.
"Excuse me, miss.." said Sabil.
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