Sense of Sense

Eye Contact

After hearing Heru's reply, Nita did not say anything more. Along his steps down the corridor until he reached the elevator he was silent, but his little heart became troubled.

Nita could have avoided the questions the reporters asked. However, evading and refuting the fact that Ashqar was her ex-husband and Zain was her son made Nita feel objectionable.

“Why?”

Nita flinched then turned to Heru. “Hah? Why, Bang?”

“You daydreaming? The same thoughts I'm talking about?”

Nita was silent. He bowed his face, fixed his sunglasses as well as a hat.

“Nevent to be taken dizzy,” continued Heru. “Just follow what management asks. I'm sure your career will be fine.”

“Hopefully,” said Nita as she stepped outside as soon as the elevator door opened.

Leading a step in front of Heru, Nita watched around from behind her sunglasses. It was possible that someone suspicious was watching from a distance. He just doesn't want to be cheated anymore.

Unfortunately, Nita's results of vigilance were different from what she expected. As soon as she turned her head, Nita saw Ashqar and his family members enjoying breakfast from outside the restaurant's glass wall. Instantly he stopped his steps and turned the body.

Nita's sudden action was too late to make Heru surprised. The newcomer artist manager almost hit him if only Heru was not deft in controlling footsteps.

“What are you doing, anyway?” nagel Heru from between her gritted teeth.

Nita leaned in and whispered, “In there is my ex-husband with his family. My son is there too.”

Heru probed, then managed to catch a visual of Zain standing on his back. He doesn't memorize Ashqar's face, but he won't forget Zain's posture and the face Nita always tells him about.

“Keep why?” heru asked, still watching Zain's movements. “You wear the same mask glasses.”

“No! No!” reject Nita in a whispering voice. “I'll wait there. Brother please take breakfast that can be wrapped, bread is also okay.”

After saying so, Nita rushed towards a chair next to a large ornamental plant that turned her back to the entrance of the restaurant. While Heru can only resign with Nita's own behavior.

While waiting, Nita occasionally looks back just to make sure that his whereabouts are unknown to Ashqar, especially Rahma.

His former brother-in-law had never liked him and he felt that even now he would be more disliked, especially with the rumors circulating. Nita is not sure Rahma will let her eat quietly inside the restaurant.

“Aduh!”

Heru's cry from behind him made Nita reflex turn her head. Then when Nita saw who the person who collided with Heru, she turned back the body.

“Nit, come.”

“Sstt!” hiss Nita, put the index finger in front of the lips. “Don't ask, the person whose brother hit the road is still in place?”

Heru frowned. “Udah road,” said, without bothering to glance at the scene.

Slowly Nita stood back to the restaurant. “We can go directly to the car, Bang? I feel uncomfortable for a long time in the hotel, afraid of people who follow me turns out to be around.”

“Bby. The car is also ready, just ask Mira to come down aja,” explained Heru, hand over the coffee cup.

Then the two walked slowly. However, just a few steps away, Nita felt like she was being noticed. Without a second thought, he looked straight at her.

Instantly Nita's heart pumped blood faster for a few short seconds before she finally decided to speed up the pace and completely left the area near the restaurant.

He meets Ashqar and Sapphira's son. Although it remains to be questioned whether it is true that they exchanged views or not, considering that Nita was wearing sunglasses. However, for Nita the child was one of her current threats. Because when Ashqar couldn't recognize him yesterday, but another thing with the boy.

“Alvin, what's up?”

Alvin turned his head as Safira's voice called out to him, then with a light step also a minimal expression he approached Safira who was holding Harsha.

He tucked his index finger into Harsha's right hand. “Tadi Alvin ..”

“Tadi Alvin? Why?” rejoice Sapphira, confused when her son stopped finishing the sentence.

Alvin shakes. “Tadi Alvin thinks it looks like eating pempek plus soy sauce deh, Mah.”

“Hah?”

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