Story Of Gienka Gea: The Witch's Love
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These THREE weeks Altair was so busy teaching that he forgot his intention to find out about Gea Alnof as well as the mysterious house that was always present in his dreams almost every night.
After school hours that day, in a classroom that was now quiet, Altair took a phone call and called the home agent's phone number that he recorded from the door of the house he came to yesterday.
" Do I rent that house?" His inner, weighing-nimabang. It just so happened that he did not really like the boarding room he was living in now.
There's really nothing wrong with that room. It was just too small for him.
So he thought, if it fits in his pocket he wants to rent the house only.
Altair thought maybe by living there, he would find it easier to know there was a relationship aap home with himself.
Altair called several times to that number yesterday, but no one answered,
Finally he called is the office number, while hoping that the other number is , faster times to answer.
And thankfully, her hope was granted.
"Good day, real estate agency marketing office CR Rose, with Lidya there's something to help?." Greet the office staff.
"Good afternoon. Sorry, can I talk to Darmi's mom?" sahut Altair's.
“Can you know from whom, Mr?”
"I'm Altair. I got the name of Ms. Darmi and her phone number from a flyer in a house that was going to be contracted on X street. I tried to contact her phone, but it wasn't active." Altair.
"May I know the phone number Mother Darmi who Mr Altair called earlier????" ask the staff to make sure the number is correct or not.
Altair also mentioned the number he recorded.
"It's true that the number belongs to Darmi Lukmana. He is currently not in the office, meeting with clients in the field. You can contact him again later, or you can send a message, later I will convey to Mother Darmi?" said the staff.
"Oh, can you tell me the full address? I can help you check here for the status of the house."
"Awhile... Kembangan Estate housing complex,
Altair also mentioned the address of the house he was referring to in full.
The sound of a computer keyboard was typed for a moment.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Altair. The house you mean, already occupied." replied the staff after checking the status of the house.
"really? ?" Altair was disappointed. "When?"
"According to the note on our computer, today, sir. On date today. Maybe the papers were signed this morning."
Altair let out a rough breath. "Damn, I lost fast. " The murmur is in the heart.
"May I know who owns the house and where he lives now?" Altair asked after turning his brain quickly after he knew he could not stay in that house.
"Sorry, sir, the name, address and telephone number of the homeowner are confidential. If you are still very interested in the house, please contact the agent concerned." replied the professional staff.
"That's it, huh?" Altair again looked disappointed.
"Rubber, Father. We apologize once again. Maybe you can leave your phone number. I'll tell Bu Darmi later."
Altair left his phone number before disconnecting.
After this he just needs to try calling Bu Darmi again, he thought.
Altair tidied up her stuff, then walked out of the classroom.
