
" Who did you call?"
Alby asked in a cold voice. Bram turned around, then smiled cynically.
" It's none of Lo's business."
Alby rolled his eyes at Bram's reply. Bram breathed his breath. Neutralize his anger, then walk up to Alby.
" Al, I don't know what to say. But obviously, I've seen Nadira Lo treat it like this. He deserves to be happy Al. Which wife willingly sought her ex-husband to another city. Which wife gave her husband to another woman? There is no Al. Why can't you just open your eyes. You know, when Lo was in a coma she painstakingly continued to be on Lo's side. Even with a slight insistence, he asked for Syifa's address to be my same. Didn't Lo can see the magnitude of Dira's love to Lo.Sadar dong Al, realized..."
Alby raised his eyebrows after hearing Bram's speech. Seeing Bram a little emotional, made Alby believe, that Bram put his heart on Nadira.
" Have you finished your talk?"
Bram who heard Alby's words growled. It feels like at this time he wants to hit the face of this friend and his leader. Alby who saw Bram's reaction finally opened his voice.
" I chose my wife. "
Bram was surprised, and stared in disbelief. Until Alby repeated his words.
" I chose my wife, Bram. I fell in love with her. I don't know since when. When he met me with Syifa, and left crying, I felt the pain."
Alby said with glaring eyes. Then with a flash, he regained his senses, and slightly cleared his throat.
" We have a meeting, I don't want clients waiting for us. "
Alby is back as leader. Then grumbling.
" Somely since when a leader came to the men. Fuckin."
Despite Alby's grunts, Bram smiled and walked out of his room. Alby is back.
" The basic assistant has no morals. "
While in the shophouse where Nadira pioneered his business, Dea was choosing materials that had entered.
" Assalamualaikum's. "
Greetings from Nadira averted Dea's gaze. Dea also returned Nadira's greeting. Atik who was packing goods also answered Nadira's greetings.
" Good, Tik. You yourself how are you? Sorry yes, you have to handle the shop both. "
Dira apologizes for leaving the shop too often. Especially when the shop is slumping sharply. Dea watched Nadira, then opened her voice.
" Dir, we need to talk."
Dea got up from her seat, then walked upstairs.
" Tik, you are packing yourself yes, if you need to go back to the doorboard, let no subscription come today. Because I'm just as Dira wants to talk seriously. Mute Tik?"
Dea asked Atik to change the door board, from open to close.
" Trus mbak, if there are customers who will take these items how?"
" When they come, they'll call me first. Just calm down."
" Okay, Madam De."
Dea returned to the top floor. Followed by Dira from behind him. Upon arriving in Dira's room, they sat on the sofa in the room. Dea stared intently at Dira. Makes Dira frown.
" You're why sich, De."
Dea sighed, and threw it away violently.
" What crazy thing are you doing, Dira? You think you're that angel? "
Dira who understands the meaning of his best friend's words, can only look at Dea.
" You calm down, De. It's not as bad as you'd expect."
Dira finally told me everything that happened in Medan. Dea's face changed - fickle hearing the story of this friend of his. Dea smiles at the end of the story.
" At last, Alby's heart opened. "
Make Dira's face meet. Before long, Dira also began to discuss the desire, to make this ol shop into a boutique.