
"Bram..?" Shafiah stood up from her seat staring in disbelief.
"Mrs..? You..?"
"Mistress?" Khadijah was confused when Shafiah greeted a male servant and the man called her with the call of Madam.
"I didn't expect Bram we could see each other again after five years."
"Not five years, but eight years madam." Bram said with a smile.
"Eight years?" Shafiah's eyes are perfectly rounded. "You're right Bram."
"How are you?" Ask Shafiah.
"I'm good, your own news?"
"Alhamdulillah good. You work here?"
Bram nodded. "Yes, madam."
"Bram.I'm your old friend, stop calling me madam, I'm not your master." Shafiah.
Bram scratched the nape of his neck that was not itchy. "Yes, too, it's a habit."
They throw each other a smile, the happiness of Bram's face is clearly visible, only, Karna Shafiah is his first love since college.
He was even willing to be Zahfran's right hand in order to protect the Shafiah from the cruelty of a Zahfran.
What about the guy over there? His hands clenched very strongly when he found his beloved wife talking to another man, especially he was a man of Shafiah past.
Shafiah's smile at Bram makes Zahfran's anger even more heightened. "You even smiled sweetly at my dear Bram, what if Bram still loves you?" Mumbled Zahfran who kept staring intently at Bram.
He was Zahfran, his worry color, he secretly followed the Shafiah to Jakarta and monitored it from a distance.
Shafiah.
"Who's mba?" Khadijah stood looking at the strange man.
"Oh yes.kintu, This is Bram old friend mba, and he also used to be a bodyguard mas Zahfran loh." Shafiah.
"Oh.." Khadijah.
"I'm Bram." Bram said as he extended his hand.
Khadijah also returned Bram's hand. "I.. Khadija, brother-in-law of Shafiah mba." Say Khadijah as warmly as possible.
"You can be here again? Aren't you in Sidney? Ask Bram.
"I still live in Sidney, now there's a job in Jakarta."
Bram nodded. "Oh.."
"Then how is Mr Zahfran?" Ask Bram who doesn't understand anything.
Shafiah glanced at Khadijah before answering a question from Bram. "Mas Zahfran..."
Not finished talking suddenly a waiter dropped a glass filled with drinks and made a commotion so Bram had to approach his theme. "Shafiah, I'll go there first."
"Oh.iya..We'll talk to Bram again."
"Yes, we'll see each other again.I'm sorry." Bram said goodbye and approached his friend.
"Mba, that's your college friend first?" Khadijah asked after they sat down.
"Yes Jia, he's even like a bodyguard at college."
"Can I mba?" Khadijah brought his face closer to Shafia out of curiosity.
"Yes.. After all, if there's a guy who deletin mba, he must be the first to go forward."
"Did she like mba?"
"I'm sorry, he never said he liked it."
"But from his attitude, I think he likes it the same mba."
"No Jia, she used to only think of me as her sister."
Khadijah fell silent before asking. "In that case, how can Bram not be helped to marry the same mas Zahfran?"
"It's a long story, and then again."
"Later to the story." Khadijah said enthusiastically.
Before long someone greeted Shafiah from behind. "Good afternoon.. Mrs Shafiah?"
Shafiah and Khadijah turned towards him. "Sorry who are you?" Tanya Shafiah was astonished.
"He's his son, Mr. Willy, mba." Khadijah said half a whisper.
"Include me, I am the only son of the Pratama family, my name is Aditya yudha pratama." He said as he reached out to Shafiah.
"Sorry.." Shafiah refused to shake hands, she simply folded her hands over her chest.
The man smiled as Shafiah refused to shake hands with him, she put her hand back in her pants pocket in disappointment.
"Please sit down, sir." Said Khadijah seramah as much as possible, then he sat directly opposite the Shafiah.
"Why Mr. Willy cannot attend sir" Khadijah again asked.
"There is a sudden need" Aditya replied without taking his eyes off the beautiful face of Shafiah. "We're straight to the point, I want to see your design collection, lady Shafiah."
Khadijah opened his Laptoop and showed me some designs and began to explain his one.
When Khadijah gave an explanation to Aditya, once his gaze was fixed on the Shafiah beauty sitting right in front of him.
Shafiah felt uncomfortable with Aditya's gaze constantly staring at her, she tried to be ordinary while turning her gaze in another direction.
Aditya, who is fascinated with the beauty of Shafiah, is increasingly curious about his current status, to eliminate his curiosity Aditya asked about the status of Shafiah. "Do you have a husband?" Aditya asked very straightforwardly without the slightest embarrassment.
Immediately Khadijah stopped talking then looked at the face of the man whose gaze continued on Shafiah.
"You mean?" Shafiah scrunched her forehead.
"You've married Shafiah's mistress?"
"What kind of question is this?" Inner Shafiah stared intently at Aditya. "I'm sorry, I won't answer, it's not your business, sir."
Aditya smiled cynically looking at Shafiah. "It's so arrogant, I just ask, are you married or not? that's it."
Suddenly "Bugh... Someone slapped a punch right in his face until he fell on the floor. "This woman is married, and I'm her husband." Zahfran said very loudly.
"Mas Zahfran?"
"Shafiah, you see, this is what happens when you go out without me dear."
When Zahfran spoke with the Shafiah, Aditya took advantage of the situation to avenge Zahfran's blow, but unfortunately Bram who had noticed earlier that they had managed to block Aditya who would avenge Zahfran's blow. "Brugh.the man fell back to the floor.
He got up while shouting. "Aaaggg.nyonya Shafiah, I'm canceling all our agreements."
"Cancel it, I don't care, it's better." Zhfran.
Aditya finally left there with disappointment.
"Darling, you're okay, right?" Zahfran was very worried.
"I'm fine."
Zahfran hugged him. "Don't ever go alone again baby, let me always be by your side."
Shafiah remained silent without returning her husband's embrace.
What about Bram who saw the affection in front of him, he tried to be ordinary even a little awkward.
Zahfran immediately turned his body to face Bram. "Bram.our business is not finished yet."
"Rushan?" Bram scrunched his forehead. "What business, sir?"
"Urusan because you dare to smile with my wife."
"Astahfirullah sir..?" "He never changes." Inner Bram.
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