
Friendly events and press conferences with media crews will begin. Aslan, Samira, Ahmad's grandfather, and Robby come out of the tent protecting them from the scorching sun.
Samira was anxious and because of his anxiety it made him stumble stone to make him fall to the ground.
"You angel fell from heaven right in my heart, ea!" exclaimed Aslan, no one dared to help him, both he and Robby because two men already know what conditions Samira had proposed to be Aslan's personal assistant.
Don't touch!
Samira chuckles at once. Instead of laughing, Aslan instead sang a junior coboy song that did not fit his age.
Samira pulled her body before many people noticed her ngenes in the middle of an important event today. He showed a smile that was okay despite losing face in front of many people.
"Sick to know, even sing." Samira scolded while cleaning the soil and sand from the robe.
"Other times be more careful, Sam. Good thing it's just a rock, not my heart." joked Aslan.
"Aslan!" ahmad's grandfather said, "That's not the way to seduce a woman."
Aslan chuckled, basically he was just kidding and he knew it wasn't so funny.
But in his heart he was sure Ahmad's grandfather knew, they were different.
"Yes, grandpa. Tomorrow I'm gonna go with Grandpa's way." Aslan gave his thumb.
"Is anyone sick?" ahmad asked Samira gently.
Samira just showed me her red palms. "Grandfather don't have to worry, it's okay. Only shame that has not been crossed." he replied and then smiled a smile.
"My life is also him, Rob. Udah must have been a shame not cross-file, a lot of media that would have snapped him. But I hope his brother does not know, if we know it bad, Rob." so long Aslan to make Ahmad Sastrawinata shake his grandson's behavior that does not change.
"Followly, you guys stop joking. The event will not start if you–Aslan is still a whiny" said Ahmad's grandfather firmly. But a pair of Aslan's lips grimaced wider, especially Samira continued to look down embarrassed with blushing cheeks.
"DORINETISH!!" the baritone screams from Ahmad's grandfather kept Aslan clenching his mouth. Silent silence. At dumbstruck with the voice of Ahmad's grandfather who released all his energy until his veins on his neck almost broke off just to make Aslan aware.
Meanwhile, Samira takes mineral water in the tent.
"Drink grandpa first."
"Thank you, Samira." Grandfather Ahmad smiled with eyes that could not be separated from Aslan, "do well Aslan!"
Aslan sighed as he approached the large table under the tent that stretched for five meters above the ground that their company was going to work on. Tumpeng rice and its complementary side dishes are available as a sign of the beginning of the construction of mega mall and hotel development projects.
Aslan raised his head with a serious face, he would only be an opener, official and leader because grandfather himself would lead the prayer today.
Ahmad Sastrawinata himself is an old man who is engaged in property. His work is unquestionable, he is truly qualified thanks to his persistence to establish their company.
Aslan and Ahmad's grandfather replace cutting the tumpeng. Then they smiled, let the media crew take pictures, and take pictures, looking for interesting scenes in the event of overlapping and laying the first stone.
"Hopefully our cooperation will be a cooperation that is bound in a family and togetherness" said Aslan.
The lively applause and the rumbling sound created by the construction workers and some media crews, the atmosphere became warm especially when the laying of the first stone was completed by Ahmad Sastrawinata and Aslan simultaneously.
Samira smiles in relief when the event is completely finished without any obstacles and ends with a meal together.
Samira delivers a bottle of mineral water as Aslan touches his neck as if body language says he is thirsty.
Samira who was sitting at a distance with Aslan raised both palms in front of Aslan's face.
"It's usually the case." Aslan's smile was mocking, "Thankfully it wasn't so bad."
"So cry Aslan was confused Sam how to wipe your tears." said Robby, a perlente man wearing a blue suit with a bow tie grimaced. Inevitably, Aslan assented.
"Father promised already." protested, "time has forgotten, or want me to make more forget?" threaten Samira while reaching for a stone.
"Eat, Sam. Please remember this Mr. Aslan not to touch you." said Robby until Samira almost issued a comment reply.
"When as a personal assistant and again during training, look I sweat gini should Samira was on standby one, rush to find a tissue and continue to wipe my sweat. This is even taking a rock. Emang Rob, Abah's son has no opponent."
And Aslan's response made Samira throw the stone back to the ground. Do you want to be scolded by Abah?" upset though.
"Some time, let me know what it's like to be you." said Aslan calmly, looking at Samira's stunned face.
Tau Abah fierce, this even nantangin.
"Deal, do we need a signature on the stamp?" samira asked with a defiant face.
Aslan and Robby are ready to feel like they have an exciting co-star. They were scattered along with the arrival of Ahmad's grandfather.
"Robby, join grandfather to coordinate and consult with the architecture of the building today in his office."
"Ready, cake." Robby stood up, "you're both fine, it's up to you to love the location, but the responsibility itself is the risk" he said, staring at Aslan.
Aslan scratched his cheek with an amused face. "Not to hear, Sam. Robby's joking."
Samira held out five sheets of tissue for Aslan. "It should be, but who can ban love of location? It is even said that the Prophet Adam and Lady Eve met in the same place after 500 years separated by the permission of Allah. That's called love location, right?"
"But what does this have to do with us, Sam? Don't tell me you've had a spark of romance with me." Aslan said, yawning his face and neck.
The weather is getting hotter, hotter and stinging.
Samira sniffed her shoulders, "I'm just a story."
Their existence also continues to look like lovers who are marahan. Samira is indifferent but obeys Aslan's wishes. Aslan begins to depend on the existence of Samira.
"I'm looking for the head foreman, Sam. We go to the office."
"Good, sir. Later at two o'clock there was a meeting with Mr. Wahyudi about the procurement of heavy equipment and political infrastructure. You need something? A change of clothes for example or a meeting with your subordinates in the office for coordination again?"
"Everything I need."
Both stand. Approaching the building foreman who is observing the detailed blueprints or framework as the foundation of the new building design with the assistant architect.
Their existence was inevitable from the cameras of the reporters to make someone far away there stricken his heart to disturb.
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Seriate.