The Duda's Beloved Girl

26. Find something

“You know the place?” devan asked while opening the file he was carrying.

“Already sir, the distance from our hotel to get there only takes 45 minutes.” replied Aris with a straight forward view because it must focus on driving.

Devan nodded, he did not speak anymore. Devan only focused on the file he was holding. He read it carefully so that there would be no mistake.

When Devan was busy reading the file, his phone just rang. Devan was forced to close the file first and pick up the phone.

“Devan, where have you been? here I am at the place.”

Devan scrunched his forehead at the sound, he lowered his phone from his ear and checked his number. After seeing it, it was a new number. But why does Devan feel familiar with the owner of the voice.

“Halo, Devan. Answer can be no! It's Clarisa, your ex-wife. As well as the client you will meet today,” continued the voice behind the phone.

Now that Devan understood, it turned out that the voice belonged to Clarisa. It's only right if he feels familiar. Devan returned his flat facial expression and then replied.

“Do not fantasize about you! My client is Mr. Andi not you. You are the model of how you can become a client of my company,” Devan replied in the end.

Clarisa chuckled behind the phone, she sat in the restaurant with her legs crossed so that her smooth thighs were clearly plastered and attracted the attention of the man inside.

“You know Devan, Andi is my cousin. He is not present today so tell me to replace him because he knows I know you too.” Answer Clarisa.

“And another one, I am indeed a model, but that does not mean I do not understand the ins and outs of the company. Looks like you forgot yes I am from which family,” continued Clarisa again.

Devan doesn't care about it anymore, he immediately disconnects the phone just like that. Clarisa was the one he avoided the most, but now he had to meet her again. Her mood got worse after hearing the news.

Aris who was driving the car could only glance at him from the rearview mirror. He knows exactly how Devan feels.

Not feeling the time of 45 minutes they have passed, Aris bruised to think of his car in the most luxurious restaurant in Korea. Restaurants that are usually only entered by the upper class seem to. It is evident by the fancy clothes they wear. Not only Korean residents who eat there, but many also from among foreign tourists and Indonesians who are on vacation.

Aris and Devan get out of the car simultaneously. With the luxurious suits they wore and the handsome face made them both the center of attention. Especially for the white Korean woman.

Devan and Aris ignored their adoring gazes, they immediately stepped into the Restaurant with Aris walking behind Devan.

“He's handsome once,”

“I've seen it on the news, it's his son Director Xander from indonesia,”

“They are both handsome once,”

“Oppa, I want to have you,”

Kira think that's what they say if interpreted in Indonesian.

Devan checked his phone again to make sure what number table he had to go to. Upon seeing it, he walked towards his place with Aris continuing to follow him.

From a distance Clarisa had already waved at Devan for him to turn towards her. Devan did not put any expression on his face. Without Clarisa waving a hand she also already knew the place. Actually Devan lazy to meet Clarisa, but Devan must prioritize his professional attitude in work.

“Hai, Devan. Finally you arrive too,” greet Clarisa by giving her best smile.

Devan just nodded then sat down on the chair that faced Clarisa head-on. While Aris, he told her to sit next to him.

Devan turned his head towards Aris who immediately nodded her head.

“Like it with you,” Devan replied briefly.

Clarisa nodded, then she raised her hand to call the maid. After the waiter approached him Clarisa said all her orders to the waiter.Devan only watched him in silence, his ex-wife's appetite still hasn't changed.

Clarisa still likes all shrimp-based foods.

“Okay, anything else to add?” ask the waiter after writing all his orders.

“That's it first mbak,” replied Clarisa.

The waiter nodded and left

After that Clarisa looked back at Devan.

“Good mbak Clarisa, so for her employment contract it is better discussed now yes. Mr. Devan doesn't have much time left. So can you take that contract letter?” said Aris representing Devan who was silent earlier.

“It's not better we eat first, isn't it Devan?” Clarisa asked that question again to Devan.

“What Aris said is true, I can't take long. Soon I also have to meet investors from Korea,” Devan replied with a flat expression.

Clarisa nodded, but she only wanted to linger with Devan for a long time. But it seems like the plan failed. Forced to take out the employment contract his cousin gave Devan. Similarly, Devan, he also gave his contract to Clarisa.

“Please read it first,” Devan said as he offered his contract letter

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Lala today does not sell to the market, outside the rain is very heavy and prevents him from going to the market. Lala just stayed home. He chose to clean his house. From her room to her mother's. Lala entered Siti's room slowly, she was afraid to wake her mother who was sleeping soundly after taking medicine.

Lala picked up the duster and cleaned the drawer next to her mother's bed. When Lala cleaned the drawer, Lala saw something white like a letter in the drawer, she looked at her mother, then lowered her eyes on the paper.

Lala who was curious about the paper immediately opened the drawer, she also did it slowly. Lala took it so that the paper was wrapped in an amplos labeled the name of the hospital in her city.

“Hospital? is this the result of the mother's examination when Kak Devan was taken to the hospital?” he said in his heart. Lala did not open it immediately, she was interested in the name of the hospital. Lala felt familiar with the name of the hospital.

“Isn't this also dad's hospital first?”

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