the illusion of love?

Fail rich

Today I am very excited, because today there is a super rich client waiting for me. From the question just yesterday on the phone has made me gap.

"How much is the most expensive apartment?."

OMG! I'm like a crazy person jumping like this in front of a mirror.

"Hey big cat. Today I will be kind to you, feed you to the full Ok!."

"Look at that crazy guy, the piggy bank in Ajakin talking." Bisik Arni who elbowed Ida's hand.

"Hey lazy people get up quickly. You didn't forget about meeting Mister?."

"Zeez. It's still 8 o'clock. I'll see you at 10. Very strong lo!,"

I was breathing through my mouth. Stand up straight and drag Arni from the bed. "Please Ida. Help me!" he hugged Ida.

"Missy vodka!" my sarcasm.

"Yes yes ! Make a sandwich first. I'm just ready."

My eyes darted towards Arni. How wonderful it is to get up and enter the bathroom.

I went back to tidying up the blue dongker blouse that was attached to my body. Turn around and check the back.

"Ah still tepos."

Though I wear short 2 layers but still so thin. Actually the rice I ate went where the hell.

"Don't cry." I glanced at Ida. He even laughed.

Instead of standing in front of the mirror, I chose to go to the kitchen. Dawdling there won't make my ass feel good either.

I scrambled – random contents of the refrigerator, my eyes sparkled seeing a pack of sausages lined up inside there, sledri leaves and tomatoes also looked fresh. Without thinking about their comot, I put it near the wastafle. But not with the sausage, I directly split it into several slices.

I pour a spoonful of butter over the hot teplon. After melting I pour the sausage that I sauteed lengthwise. While waiting for me to prepare 2 tomatoes and onions, I stir-fry in accordance with the rounded shape.

Ah glad 4 Breads with mayonise jam is ready. The sausage is also ripe. Sledri leaves are also perfectly clean.

Fresh bread I coated the leaves of sledri, on the leaves of sledri each 2 slices of tomatoes and onions. Do not forget sausages each 4 slices. After properly tidy I pour the sauce alternately and I close with sledri leaves and bread.

This is the most exciting part. Often my slices are not neat. I pressed hard the bread containing the vegetables. And I cut it with my heart. Alhamdulillah. I got 4 pieces.

I'm not good at cooking. The menu I often cook is fried rice and kale. Sandwiches are just a distraction if you are diligent. Like today.

"Hemmm fragrant." Ida's nose snorted.

"Yuk eat. Where's arni?."

"Still grooming him,"

"You don't work Da?." I said while eating my greedy work.

"Come in, I'll be late today. There are some things I want to take care of."

I nodded in understanding. Ida sat down and landed her ass. With 2 cups of water in his hands.

"Thank you. Hehe."

Right at 9:00 in the morning. But Arni is not yet nongol.

"That's noon!." My shout.

"This is it!." He shouted while running to grab a sandwich and the road breezed out with me.

"We're going first. Assalamu alaikum"

"Getishalam."

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Thankfully we are not late. I was wasting my hunting breath. Arni sat next to me. Why did I take her? Because I'm not used to dealing with clients alone. Although the role is only a sculpture display . Its Ok's. No problem.

"Where is Mister?." Cletuk Arno.

"Maybe a little late."

"As the dispensation of my wasted time – is in vain, I shouldn't order food." His sneaky eyes were staring at me.

"Allah Arni has made him eat,"

Right – right the boy.

I rolled my eyes lazy. "Jaudah messages. Don't try to hide the yak. Pancakes are the same as juice."

Before I take it off, I'll take a moment. It feels heavy.

Arrived – arrived Arni snatch my wallet. "Ah long!." As fast as lightning he slid towards the cashier. He knows my favorite juice. So no need to be sure anymore.

Someone came towards me. Initially he hesitated – hesitated to sit down. He made sure of my face again. "Mister Joudi?". My toot.

He just smiled and sat down. His face looks like an Arab but to a Caucasian. "Ehem." My words remove awkwardness. At first I wanted to shake his hand. But he was in a hurry to sit down.

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Almost 10 minutes passed. Silence there is no talk. Zea made a clump because the big male – male in front of her, kept staring at her. He checked the bluose end. Safe is not open. The skirt is not too short either. Is her hair a mess. Feels not.

"Mister can talk indonesian?."

Zea waved her hand. "Do you can speak English?."

"Mister."

"Hello."

Zea ran out of words – words, is he really Mr. A joudi? From the conversation in WA Mr. Joudi doesn't look like a bule. Zea scratched her hair and gulped down the Avocado Juice. Occasionally his eyes search – find Arni. But not met. The food came to the table but the master was gone.

Zea supports her left cheek with her hand. "OK we play face to face – just stare." Cletuk Zea's.

"Where to go." Zea asked Arni who had just sat down. "To the toilet. It's Mr. Joudy?." Bisik Arni's.

Zea shrugged her shoulders. Signs do not know. "Lo how time does not know ask to sit." Arni's smile on the bule. Afraid he understands Indonesian.

"From yesterday I was chatting, Indonesian , English I've tried but see. There was no response. From the rich cake statue." Answer Zea snacken.

"Lo speaks arabic?."

"No" replied Arni Ketus. While eating the pancakes until it runs out is not left.

"We try to." Zea took a breath. His fingers form a piss on Mr. "Mrs. La la's. Or na'am na'am?" Ah, her behavior is ridiculous. Zea again elbowed Arni's hand. Arni laughed out loud. Zea's become like a madman because of her own client.

"Don't laugh. Trousers." Said Zea lazily.

Zea hopes to become rich. Not yet what has been frustrating clients. Zea finished off her avocado juice. Despairingly? Evidently. Zea is desperate today.

Pause a few seconds. Baritone sounds. "You have a husband?."

Zea and Arni raised their faces and looked at each other. "Astagfirulloh, be patient." Zea stroking chest.

"Who? Zea?." Arni pointed towards Zea. Bule just nodded.

"Not yet." Cletuk Zea's.

"I asked for your address, I proposed you to be my wife, I love land in Kalimantan. For you to do." Not yet zea cut the man continued his sentence. "You're beautiful, you don't need to work in a short skirt anymore. You can work and wear a hijab. You muslim?."

Zea nodded. "Alhamdulillah." Connect Mr. Joudii.

Because the juice was gone, Zea was forced to gulp her saliva. Arni who was sitting next to him was just a whimper.

"Mrs. Actually looking for an apartment or a wife ?." Zea asked who was starting to grow angry.

"I'm looking for an apartment for my wife's investment, I happen to be interested in you. So I can get 2 at once."

Zea glared at Arni. He seemed to be holding back his laughter.

"I've got it." said the boyfriend stuck in his throat. Whose girlfriend she was alone was still confused by her status.

"I already have an apartment. Thanks though. Yuk Ar is back at the office." Can-can this person consider it an item, buy 1 get 1 again. It felt like Zea would shave her head bald.

"Hey wait!." Shouted Mr. Joudii. Zea and Arni run to the elevator.

"Ze, you really don't want to be with him, old but rich."

Zea who was staring at the elevator straight, elbowed Arni's waist a little hard. "Aw. sick pe'ak."

Arriving at the Ground floor they both road to the loby, there are many visitors there. Many promos scattered in the atrium mall. Arni glanced at – lyrics to their crowd, while matching the steps of his best friend who walked like a horse.

Zea waved her hand calling a taxi, arrived – arrived the black Jaguar car drove fast and landed in front of them.

The car's black glass was open, "Hey yuk in." The man there smiled towards them. Zea who was slightly sculpted was shocked because Arni dragged her into the car.

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