THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE
Meeting After So Long
The bright sunlight evaporates
everyone is competing to find a mouthful of rice for their loved ones, or even for their future ideals. Everyone is busy with their own work. Including a woman who has been in the room of the CEO of XX Hospital.
Crane..kring.
Suddenly Rosa's phone rang
[Yes hello Dad?]
[Oca busy?]
[No Dad, no more rest. What's up Dad?]
[Oca can come to the office?]
[What's up Dad? Everything's fine, right?] Rosa begins to worry, as it is not usual for her father to ask her into the office while she is in the hospital.
[No papa, Daddy just misses Daddy's son]
[Jaudah Oca OTW and Dad. Ohya Oca with Clara, yes, no papa right?]
[Yes no dear, Daddy, wait a minute]
[Okey Dad, love you]
[Love you too Honey]
After talking to her father, Rosa headed straight to Clara's room to take her away together.
"Ra, you still have patients?"
"No, why?"
"So I called, he told me to go to the office"
"Trus??"
"Gak trus trus, ntar you hit dodol"
"That's right, I'm serious oy😒"
"Yes, yes, I mean, you want me to go there? I'm going to run my own road"
"Yey, so the hunt is looking for a girlfriend, let's not be alone anymore"
Cretaceous....
Out of annoyance Rosa nudged her best friend's forehead.
"Sadly, even you don't have a boyfriend yet, but pretentiously told me to date" Rosa was happy to have succeeded in getting back at Clara.
"I'm not still at home, different sa___" has not had time to finish his words Rosa has cut it.
"Do you want to go or do you want to keep arguing?" glaring at Clara
"Just go, let's go"
* * *
Now they have been in the Alkarna Group Office. Rosa went to her father's secretary first, to ask her whereabouts of her father uh more precisely the whereabouts of the Presbyter.
"Good day, I would like to meet Mr. Alkarna. Is he in his room?"
"Did you make an appointment with him?"
"Yes"
"Well, I'll call Mr. President first lady" Rosa just smiled knot
"Gilak, I want to see you, I have to wait first" whispered Rosa to Clara
"Curtain, don't you want to?!" ketus Clara
"Yey, you can't help but turn on me" Rosa pursed her lips
"Well, em____"
"Miss Mr. President is waiting for you in his room" the secretary's voice made Rosa and Clara stop their debate.
"Thank you" said Rosa and pulled Clara's hand toward the President's room.
After meeting and talking with her father at once Rosa's face immediately changed, not as cheerful as before. Rosa walked so fast that she accidentally bumped into someone.
BRUGH....
"If the road has eyes" Rosa shouted and looked at the man who had hit her
Degs...
It seemed like there was something in her heart, but Rosa was trying to shake off that feeling.
"Hey, are you dumb or dumb, huh?!!" Rosa was getting upset, because the man did not apologize to her. What, apologizing?? wasn't he the one who hit that guy? Yes, that's how Rosa is, she's wrong but instead blames others.
"It's Ros, let's go" Clara tried to pull her hand, but Rosa still didn't flinch "Ros, don't make a fuss in your father's office" whispered Clara.
"Huft, okay" Rosa had to leave the man.
Even after the departure of Rosa and Clara, the man remained silent. The memories of the past come back to haunt him. It seems he does not believe what happened, the article first when he just returned home, he once told his men to find out the whereabouts of Rosa. But unfortunately, his efforts did not bear fruit, because Rosa was too mysterious. Finally he decided to stop his search, and slowly his intention for revenge tried to forget him. But because of today's incident, the sudden appearance of Rosa. Making his initial intention back to the scene.
Cih, even until now his attitude is still the same. Ghibran
* * *
Elsewhere, Rosa and Clara were already heading to the parking lot.
"Rosa don't you recognize her?"
"Hey, who is he that I should know. That conch-cake guy, must be destroyed not known."
"He's a famous young businessman, who's been the target of the women out there"
Cih, aren't you the one who paraded him and was indistinctly angry? Fucking thugs bar-bar. Clara
"Currently, those women must have gone crazy for idolizing men like him. Arghh, I think I want to beat him up"
"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you? Don't hate it so much you can fall in love. But really, that guy's really good-looking Ros."
"Well, how could I fall in love with such a man. Just imagine it feels so shitty."
"Hey but he's handsome Ros, any woman can't resist his charm" Clara explained as she recalled the man's face.
"Are your eyes not working properly?!
Even the bodyguards in my house are more handsome than him
"Huft, it's like you should get checked out. Yes, when a guy is as handsome as him, you don't like it? Or maybe you don't want a guy?" Clara laughed so hard, listening to her own speech that made Rosa more emotional.
"Just shut you down Clara" cried Rosa who was already very emotional
"Hahahaha, I was just kidding Ros. Let's go, or do you stand here waiting for the guy who came out ?" Rosa just glared listening to Rosa's words "Ros we stop to eat first yes, I've laper nih" said Clara after riding Rosa motorbike.
"Hmm, we go to the workshop first and then to the restaurant.
"Workshop? Make what?"
"Lu forgot well, later in the afternoon I want to race the same brother Riyan."
"Racing? the same with Riyan? gilak, it's gonna be great Ros."
"Hmm, isn't your best friend great??"
"Yes great, but right"
"Here you go, calm down" Rosa gas-stamped straight for the workshop.
* * *
Elsewhere, Ghibran was still thinking about the incident. His face looked so riled up, his mind so messed up. After 6 years passed, Rosa was still able to transcend the feelings of this man. Ghibran is aware, he still has feelings for Rosa but he brushes off all of that with Dalil's revenge. Until now he still does not accept the treatment of Rosa to him first.
"Arrghhhh shit, why his face always appears in my head" Ghibran shouted, to make Yhosi who was outside the room, come to him.
"There sir? Is everything okay?"
"Hm"
"Well, then excuse me, sir"
"Wait, cancel all meetings today"
"But sir..?"
"I said cancel ya cancel Yhos"
How could I possibly follow a meeting with such chaotic thoughts
"Ba-ba-good sir" passed away Ghibran
