THAT BAR-BAR GIRL IS MY WIFE

H-1 (Part Two)

"Let go of my hand!" Rosa continued to rebel trying to release the hand of Ghibran from her hand.

But Ghibran did not speak to Rosa, and Rosa finally stepped on her foot. And suddenly, Ghibran immediately let go of his grasp.

"Auu, are you a girl or not?" the pecker was in pain.

"Gw persenatin same you, do not be brazen same Iw!"

"Who is insolent? Lu itsri gw candidate! I'm entitled to you!" he said as he continued to step closer to Rosa, while the people who approached retreated slowly to the back.

"What do you want, huh? Don't come any closer, I'm telling you not to come any closer!" Rosa raised her tone but again and again Ghibran did not care. Until finally he stumbled on something, but quickly Ghibran helped him. "Gw release!" he shouted, as he was in the half-bending arms of the Ghibran.

Rosa continued to rebel, until....

BUGH....

"Auu, you stupid man!" when Ghibran released him, he fell on the floor.

"Aren't you the one who asked to be let go?" ghibran replied with a cynical tone.

"But not stupid too!" protested and immediately tried to stand back as before. "Bas stupid, instead of helping me to stand up but even dumb!" Rosa continued to grumble in annoyance, and passed away leaving Ghibran.

"Basic strange woman!" ghibran murmured, but Rosa could still hear.

From that day on, the brands never met again. But today, of course, they will spend all day together.

***

Rosa shook her head, even occasionally hitting her head to stop thinking about the events of the night. Her father and mother were confused by her daughter's behavior.

"Oca, what's up, son?" pekik mama who managed to make him stop his activities.

"Ah no, Mom."

"Have you contacted Clara?"

"Already, Mom. He said he'd come, huh."

At this time, the car has entered the grounds of the hotel. Mr. Alkarna stopped his car, then called one of the hotel's security to park his car.

"Good morning sir" they said simultaneously, bowing their heads. And was answered with a smile by Mr. Alkarna and his family.

Isn't he the doctor?? CEO, at XX hospital. Ah, or maybe this is just my thinking. But their faces are exactly the same. Hotel Menejer

They walked over, entering the magnificent hotel. All eyes looked at them, more precisely at Rosa! They were stunned to see the girl, the girl they only knew as the best doctor in their city. Turns out to be the son of the richest Entrepreneur in the Country. They always thought that maybe Mr. Alkarna's son went to school and settled abroad, so he never showed himself. But apparently, they were wrong. They don't recognize Rosa's face!

The hotel's male employees unceasingly praised Rosa's beauty, while the female employees, many felt irate with her. How not? in addition to having a beautiful face, the economic situation is also very, very perfect, and soon she will be the wife of a young businessman who also has a very handsome face. Really lucky, they thought.

***

They stopped at a special table, which had been prepared by the hotel employee.

Rosa's pants pocket was shaking, apparently there was an incoming call. He took his phone and saw a call from whom.

 

**Incoming Video Call

Clara Cerevet😡**

 

[Ros, I'm sorry. I can't come to the hotel right now, there's a patient I have to deal with] who's right across there gas-stamped, when Rosa answers her video call.

[Oh, no papa]

[Okey, I send greetings to Om and Auntie ya.] he said spoiledly, while he was singing his lips.

[Yes baffles! I've sono continued work, I'm also bosen see your face.]

[Select, tell me you miss] Rosa turned off her phone without retaliating. Because it was bad to listen to the babbling of his best friend. He knew that Clara would not stop arguing with him. So it's better if he gives up, rather than having to waste his time.

"The sane!" he muttered, and immediately put his phone back in his pants pocket. Yeah, he's not used to carrying a wallet, or a slingbag or anything like that, unless he goes to the hospital. The rest he will only carry an ATM card, and a few pieces of cash. He slipped it on his cell phone. While STNK and other letters, he always kept them in the trunk of the motorbike.

"Om, Auntie" said the man kindly, and immediately kissed the backs of the hands of Rosa's parents.

Today, he did not come alone. Looks like a man who stood next to him, with a high and slightly filled posture, who also has a face that is no less handsome than Ghibran.