The Circle of Love of the Grandchild of Sultan

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A message came in in that chat group. Mima deliberately replied to him while holding back a laugh. Starting from King, Zein (Mima), Nara, and Arkana enliven the group. Mima even chuckled and turned the work chair he was sitting on.

I don't know what they're talking about, Mima chuckles whenever her gaze is fixed on the laptop monitor.

"Hehehe. Brother Amar is angry," he murmured at the hardness.

The reason. King and Nara continued to tag Zein's sister. Because of the five members of the group, only Amar did not participate. Although they are understandable because Amar must be at work, they are still idle.

[Whispering! Uh, Brother Zein doesn't work?] Amar´s.

[Yee, Zein's sister is honeymoon again. Did Amar forget?] Nara's.

[Oh, yes. Forgot, hehe. Hey, you unemployed! Don't bother me. There's another client, Dodol!] Amar´s.

[Si Kingkong tuh who started.] Nara's.

[What, Lo? All you can call me Kingkong is a mummy.] King on Nara.

[Ups, forgot. Sorry, Brother Zein.] King.

[Guys, don't bother Kak Amar who is working, let alone Kak Zein who is a honeymoon. The three of us are single and unemployed guys who live here. Hiks, by the way ngenes very yes our fate.] Nara's.

[Sorry, yes. I'm not unemployed. I am waiting for customers again.] Arkansas.

[Since when did you open BO (booking out), Ka?] Amar´s.

[Wkwkwk-s.] King.

[You dong one hour wkwkwk.] Nara's.

[Lo crazy about. My workshop customer, Dodol!] Arkansas.

Mima read it. He imagined if only this obroan in the real world, surely the men were shaking each other's heads, or wrestling their way.

"Hmm so kangen," muttered Mima who then threw out her rough breath.

"Oh My God! I'll read the info from Kak Zein's friend," cried Mima who directly diverted the cursor on another name in the chat application.

On the other side of the building, Zein seemed serious about studying every file he received while listening to an explanation from a marketing manager. Maliek's eldest son was observant in analyzing and finding the slightest opportunity. No wonder, although only one year established on Uncle Sam's land, Al-Azmi Corporation has been considered a competitor by most companies engaged in the same field.

"Emma, make an appointment with the Holding Company" Zein said.

"Good, Sir."

"There again?" ask Zein to the members of the meeting.

"It looks like it's all, sir," said Jeff.

"alright. As for the Holding Company's offer, we'll go back to discussing this after my meeting with their side. The meeting is over" Zein said.

Members of the meeting also resigned.

"How about another hour, sir?" ask Emma over her conversation with the client.

"Ok" nodded Zein.

Zein did not want to rely solely on the big name Al-Azmi. Although in reality, not many people know if he is a successor to Al-Azmi Corporation. It was none other than the name of Bramasta he held.

"Create a copy now" Zein pinta poked a file at Emma who had already closed the call.

Emma nodded, and passed from the room. Zein is focusing on other files.

Meanwhile, Mima is bored and decides to give Zein a phone that is in the meeting room.

"Hmm tenth floor," muttered Mima while pressing the number button on the elevator. Shortly after, the elevator doors opened.

It just so happens that Mima meets Emma who is walking closer to the elevator.

"Hi, Cousin! We meet again" said Mima cheerfully. Mima said the greeting considering Emma is also a distant relative of Alvin.

Emma smiled cynically, then said, "Not yet. The meeting is not over yet, and it is likely to be a long time away. You see, I even had to make a copy of the file for this meeting. If you're bored, go. But don't disturb Zein while he's at work, because the current project is very important. Youunderstand?"

"alright. Then, can I just drop off Brother Zein's phone?" ask Mima.

"certain." Emma reached out her hand about to pick up the phone Mima was holding.

Mima seemed hesitant to give the phone. "Mmm not so," he said, and of course it makes Emma feel upset.

"Come, we'll take the elevator together" Emma asked. It seemed like Zein's secretary was trying hard to hold back his angry bursts.

"alright. Go ahead," Mima said as she stared at Zein's screen.

"Hurry along. I'm waiting," said Emma ketus.

"Yes, briefly. Uh, someone called me. You go first, yes" Mima said as she reached into her phone in a sling bag.

The elevator door was almost closed. Emma wanted to stop him. But Emma's in no position to do that. A copy of the file he brought was indeed being awaited.

"Bye," said Mima slowly. The elevator doors were closed.

Mima suddenly chuckled softly. Quickly the look on his face changed, "Heh, I didn't know the meeting was over." Mima glanced at the elevator door, and passed looking for a meeting room.

Mima had set foot on the twelfth floor. He walked a few steps, and returned to the elevator. It was then that Mima met an employee with a map flanked by his hands. Mima asked if the employee was attending the meeting. It was from him that Mima knew Zein was in the meeting room and of course the meeting was over. And the sound of the call on his phone, none other than the call from Zein's own pressed phone.

Mima arrived in front of a room with two doors above which read 'Meeting Room'. Mima tapped twice, and faintly heard Zein's welcoming voice.

"Sister Zein."

Zein raised his head. "Hi, Beib! Are you bored in my room?" asked Zein with a big smile.

"Mmm not either. I want to return my sister's phone" said Mima half-lying. Mima thrust the phone at Zein.

"Why bother, honey? I'll be done in a minute" Zein said.

"This is from the sound of the sound. What if there's an important chat from a client, or a sister's business partner?"

"OKAY. Here dong," said Zein while patting the top of his thigh.

"No, I'm ashamed. If suddenly there's someone, how about it?" mima Ring.

Zein chuckled softly. "Beib, I have a meeting with a client. But I'll try to have lunch together."

Mima nodded slowly. Zein catches Mima's displeased face. "Sorry, Honey ...."

"Why apologize, brother? Brother is working again. Must professional. Then Mima took a walk around this place. Can you, Brother? Please ...," ask Mima.

"alright. Than you get bored. Ten o'clock mall across the street on the right side will open. Or you want to walk around the park in front of the coffee shop next to it can also be. It's ok. But don't go too far, around this place alone," said Zein.

"okay." Mima was so happy that she held up her thumb. Before long, a notification sounded on his phone.

Mima frowned at the glance of the notification. While reading it, Mima glanced at Zein who was smiling widely.

"Don't you know my account number?" ask Mima wonder. Because apparently the notification that Mima received from his bank account. A fantastic amount of money just went into his account.

"Don't give me your account number, your b*a number I know," continued Zein.

"Hmm so," mima sneered. "Well, if you know what number?" challenge Mima with confidence.

"Mmm... thirty-two," said Zein.

"Eh?" Mima gawking. He stared horror at Zein, crossing his arms around his chest.

"Oh, Brother Zein nyeremin," he said slowly while shuddering. "Udah ah, Mima wants to go out. Bye," said Mima, of course still with the same expression.

"Bye. Careful, Beib. Remember the message brother yes. Don't go too far."

Zein chuckled at Mima's expression. But he clearly guessed it.

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