The Best Choice

Surprise gift

Samira tells about Aslan's singles status to Abah that night. Abah understands and no longer bothers about Samira's work which requires her to be near her big boss.

For Mustofa, Samira was already khatam hearing his talk about keeping a distance with the opposite sex. After all, on the grounds that Samira was an adult, it was time to search and have a guardian of the heart. In conclusion, Abah began to make peace with himself.

Since then, Samira has not objected to bring lunch to Aslan. He also learned to be a great personal assistant.

The rapid surge of Samira's performance was welcomed by Aslan by rewarding him with a city car.

"It's too much, sir!" reject Samira gently when both are at the car dealership near the office.

Aslan immediately shook his head, similarly rejecting the words of Samira.

"Your bike sam often makes you late! You know I don't like it." Aslan paused while waiting for Samira's grin to disappear.

"Just pick it up, man, don't look at it since a lot of people saw us." Aslan lowered his word.

"My motorbike is often jammed, sir, understand old parts!" I'm Samira with shame.

Aslan chuckled and then ruffled his waist. "Old owners if they are often served will rarely get stuck, Sam."

Dealer employees who still explain the features in the car grin wide hear the debate that is still continuing.

"Understand me, sir! I worked with my father for two months. I don't want to be considered using pellets to ensnare my father!" samira said with a plea, she remembered the words of her haters in the office.

"Pelets?"

Aslan screeched, not understanding, for him the pellets were fish food. Not a shaman pellet like Samira meant.

Aslan was crossing paths, waiting for Samira to explain something she considered taboo. Finally rather than refuse the sustenance of the son of sholeha and ogah mubasir he made another agreement that was equally profitable.

"Mending my dad bought me a new bike. If the car is too expensive and I can't drive!" said Samira honestly, do not drive the car. Arrange Abah's chicken to get into the cage only he was drunk. Not to mention that Abah's hen lays eggs and hatches. Maybe there is, Samira who enters the house, hiding in his room.

Aslan thought for a moment then he nodded in agreement.

"Well, I'll give you the car if you've worked a year with me. So tell me, what bike do you want?"

Samira looked at Aslan clumsyly. "It's okay to ask your father for a motorbike?"

"Take it again." Aslan nodded. And, here they are now.

Kawasaki motorbike dealer.

Aslan put on a stunned face before entering the dealer.

"So which bike do you want, Sam?"

Samira pointed to the Kawasaki W175 Authentic Retro with a classic design like an ancient motorcycle.

"Like old school bikes first! Abah sells it for medical expenses during illness." explains Samira with warmed eyes.

Aslan was stunned by Samira's story. It turned out that his desire to choose the motorbike was only to evoke good memories with his parents.

Aslan nodded without a second thought.

"Wrap!" aslan said to the motorcycle dealer employee.

Samira was moved, the bike he would give to Abah as a form of success in his work.

"Thank you so much for your kindness! I will continue to learn to be a better and true personal assistant!" promise really.

"In exchange, tomorrow night just accompany me to meet Mama!" sue Aslan.

Samira nodded quickly. "Sunday night I have a lecture at the mosque, sir! Accompany Abah."

"Change my schedule with Mama to Sunday, and so on!"

Samira nodded with a frown.

"What if the great madam rejects him, sir?"

"No will! Weekend is my time with my parents, so you only need to contact your father and mother to ask for approval to change the schedule to meet." replied Aslan.

Samira nodded again, he pulled over to contact Aslan's parents. No wonder, if now Samira has two latest phones. One personal phone, and one mobile phone for work.

The salary is also not small, enough to meet daily needs and a little compensation for orphans who live in boarding schools not far from the Samira residence.

"Mrs beaar has agreed, sir."

"Which helmet did you choose?" aslan asked pointing at the glass display case.

"This is it, sir!" Samira pointed at the full face helmet.

"The right choice!"

***

Aslan and Samira return to the office when the work break is over.

They greet Robby who is messed with work that accumulates due to being left by the main director and his personal assistant for a date.

"Don't eat blind paychecks, Sam!" syndicated Robby.

Samira who was sitting not far from Robby's desk smiled broadly.

"Sir Robby, how long has it been working with Mr. Aslan?" ask Samira.

"Why indeed?" ask Robby while giving him a sheet of work to do.

"Jawab only, sir! Kan, it's not hard."

"It's not hard, it's the direction you're talking about, Sam!" Robby's murmur.

Samira giggles, he opens his laptop and starts typing his work meticulously.

"Two hours out of the office, where have you been with Aslan?" ask Robby curiously.

"Sam won't answer me if you didn't answer my question!" answer Samira intentionally.

Robby immediately growled. Fortunately, Aslan, if not I fired.

Robby sat on the edge of the table fixing his bow tie.

"Ribet dump you, Sam. Me and Aslan have been together since High School. So we got together after college!"

"Wihh... true friends!" praise Samira with applause.

"Your turn answers my question!" sue Robby.

"Buy the bike, said Mr. Aslan for the reward because I am diligent in working!" samira said cheerfully.

Robby who heard it was not grim durja, he immediately pushed the door and entered into the workspace Aslan. In front of Aslan who was smiling by himself, he was shaking his waist.

"You're not fair, bro!" he said excited because Samira who just worked one month has been given a gift. While he is sad, for years he survives beside Aslan and falls awake together in grief. Only once did Aslan give her a house as a wedding present.

Aslan rubbed Robby's shoulders, calming her down to almost chuckling as Robby was really envious like a boy.

"If you want to be one of the women I'm approaching, change your clothes with a blouse and a sponge skirt, Rob. Replace your bow tie with a scraft." Aslan sneered and snorted. "That's just envy!"

Robby immediately went off in the style of a kenes and leaned his body on the living room sofa in annoyance.

"What motor did you buy?" ask Robby curiously.

Aslan. "Tomorrow you will know, and he will be the center of attention of other employees!" Aslan sat back looking at his laptop screen.

Robby let out a rough breath. Very upset it feels not given a gift, plus must be made curious.

"For so long have you, Bro. Sort of Samira!"

Aslan chuckled as Robby finally opted out while slamming the door hard.

"Sir Robbyyy!" snapped Samira, "My heart almost dislodged tau ngagget-ngaggetin." his tirade was annoyed.

Robby ruffled his waist while walking into his room.

"Good taste, Rasain de elo shocked. It's just me."

Samira hissed with a frown.

"Why Mr. Robby suddenly sewot that. What's he possessed?" Samira sniffed his shoulders, "at the very most of the work piled up, so sensi. Same thing, sir. It's still heavy on me, adults. Huh."