Sincerity Love Mentari
Chapters 151. Stupidity
The girl was still in the same position not to change places or change position because she was still angry. Every now and then he glanced at Ziko who had seized the opportunity in that narrowness.
Like nothing happened between the two of them. Ziko was used to being as relaxed as possible to deal with various situations.
"Aden's been waiting for Auntie?" Said one of the house guards after Ziko came out of the nest. (Let the author mess with your mind a little).
"Oh. All right sir I'll get the stuff right away." The young man said it was polite even if he was just a maid.
"Please Aden." Said the housekeeper slightly stealing a glance at the girl who was inside the bright red nest.
"It's so boasting of the girl who's with Mr. Ziko." The Inner House Guard.
The housekeeper thought that the girl in the car might look arrogant in that way. In reality he was angry that someone stole his hug and kissed him.
Both were not the first to do so. Such an event happens to the same person and the first one is not intentional.
"Wouldn't you go down first?" Asked a young man from outside the car by bending his body so that his head could be seen by the girl inside.
"No." The girl replied briefly still with a tone of burning anger.
The young man did not immediately enter the main house belonging to Alfian. He just leaned his body right on the outside of the car door looks so relaxed.
Niatan waited for the girl in the car to come out of the inside even he was exposed to a fairly hot sunburn. Sweat flows like river water.
Dreeeeet
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"Don't move to pick up the stuff immediately." The girl said in a slightly sadistic tone.
"You don't get the same salary bonus this month." Continue with ketus.
The young man only listened to the girl who was in the car. He only considers the girl's warning as a melodious voice even though sadists are heard.
The young man, who was still resting his body with his arms crossed in front of his chest, now took the phone that had just vibrated in his pants pocket. He widened his eyes when he saw the Id on the phone screen.
The content of the message is no different than usual in the form of threats. Alfian only threatened his Assistant that it did not apply to other employees.
A speech is nothing more. Threats are just words but they never do.
The young man began to step foot into the big house. He picked up a suitcase containing some of the owner's clothes.
"It's Den of all the messages that have to be taken to the hospital." Said a middle-aged woman who had been an ART in this place for decades.
"So morning you called me to bring me all these clothes." Further again.
Without thinking, Assistant Ziko carried the suitcase without double-checking what she had to carry. He did not want to tear apart the contents of the suitcase that had been arranged by the housekeeper because time was already very chasing him.
Time did not chase him but the owner of the suitcase was always the one who told him to immediately deliver the goods. He walked with wide strides and a little running so it didn't take long to get to the red car.
