The Love of Azzalea

Chapters 14. Azzalea Demand

Azka's face was sparkling. A happy smile was etched on his lips. His whole body was fed with happy energy. The impact of falling in love.

The man had just gotten a message from Azzalea, asking her to meet at a restaurant, have dinner together. Pucuk beloved, ulampun arrived.

Thank you God. May the meeting tonight be the beginning of our steps to live together.

Some karywan, looking at him. Questioningly. The usual face was flat, and the sound seemed cold. The rover changed the opposite.

"What's up, with the boss? It's so good."

Asked a man in a white striped shirt, to the woman beside him.

"May always be so, let us not be afraid every day."

"Loe was scared."

"Yes that. What if suddenly I was fired, gegara misbehaved. Could be amsiong."

"Not so many times. Boss is cold, but never act arbitrarily. I worked for years. Always comfortable." The man explained.

When love strikes, hearts are full of colorful flowers. Everything that looks adds to happiness. The world seems to belong to itself.

"But sweet!"

Sapa Krishna, when he saw Azka, tried to finish his work quickly. With a smile always expanding on his face.

"Gue will see you, Azzalea." He answered, in a happy voice.

Krisna was stunned, her eyebrows raised, her head leaning forward. The drop of energy in his hand disappeared, the two beams in his grasp almost slipped.

"He uh."

Azka glanced at the white rolex clock repeatedly. When looking at one of the clock hands. He was busy tapping.

"Why is this clock so slow."

"It was like that, it was like waiting." Krishna teases.

Azka set the pace of sitting. Switching sitting and standing is not enough three times. Like the ambeyen.

Krisna snatched the cookies on her desk. Approaching Azka. Azka stood beside the sofa.

"My advice, you go home. Be prepared."

"Thanks, Bro. I'm going to drop off the office."

Azka grabbed her black suit, hurriedly leaving her room. Krishna took off his departure with a headband, and a faint smile on his lips.

***

The Azzalea office. The girl had just finished her work, as Bram walked up to her.

"Would you like to go home?" Bram asked, looking at the beautiful girl before him.

Azalea clenched her head. Down like a princess of shame. Receiving the gaze of his superior.

In the room, it was just the two of them. Several other karywan, had left the office ten minutes ago. A sense of uneasiness spread in the body of Azzalea.

"Good on the way, yeah!"

Bram leaves the girl, acting fast, while capturing the woman's gesture before him.

"Huh..."

He breathed a sigh of relief. Take a pink bag on the table. Take out the car keys, then leave the room.

An hour later. Azzalea stepped into the room to get ready. Wearing a pink dress, with black legin. She faced the glass.applying a thin powder and a little pink lipstick to her tiny lips. Then he stepped out with a black bag on his shoulder.

Azka is playing the device. Stunned.

"Come, Mas!"

Azka was silent

"Mas Azka's. Come on!"

"Why, Mas? Something's weird, huh?"

Azza's eyes, around the circle of clothes on the left right.

"No. Very pretty"

Azka's face was slightly flushed like a potato boiled in strawberry sauce. Azzalea.

Black BMW cars driving on the highway. Mang Ujang, peeking at the two people in the back seat. Through the middle spy. Also happy to see the employer, find the mooring of his heart.

They arrived at a Japanese restaurant. The athletic hand was holding the tiny fingers of Azza.

Azza's steps stopped. Staring at the man's hands clasped his fingers.

"Why stop?"

Azka looked at the girl on her left. Azzalea threw her gentle gaze.

"Many people see, Mommy. Let's get angry." he said in a soft voice. Azka further immersed the braid of her fingers.

"Let people know, you're my woman!" Azka said softly, putting her lips closer to the girl's ears.

Deg

The virgin's face was red pomegranate. The fine leafan stopped at his heart. His blood flow is going up. A cold chill ran through his hands.

"Yeah!"

Azka, took her step to the lips of the restaurant in front of her. The waiter took the two to the VIP room which Azka had booked in earlier.

***

Elsewhere, at the same time. Krisna was with Araina, at a Sundanese restaurant.

"They're meeting again?" Ask the girl to the guy in a lacoste t-shirt, brown.

"He uh."

Krishna looked at the sweet girl in front of him. Thin makeup impressed naturally stuck on the face cute, Araina.

"May both be fooled."

Araina said a prayer. Begging happiness to approach his friend.

"What does Azzalea have to do with Adrian?"

Krisna asked a question. Satisfying his curious mind. Araina stopped eating. Staring Krishna.

An uncomfortable feeling hit the girl. Revealing the disgrace of his best friend, to someone he just met, was an unethical act. He took a deep breath.

"Adrian, Azzalea's ex-fiancee."

Finally the woman explained. His eyes looked straight at the man in front of him. Looking for something in his expression.

"Pooch"

Krishna breathed a sigh of relief. A warm feeling spread in his heart. Imagine his best friend, finding his true love.

"If it's safe. There's no obstacle to them being together."

The man drank his juice again. Araine cleaves the steak of salmon that is still yawning.

For a moment both of them were lulled with the pleasure of dancing food in the fungus. Every now and then Krisna steals a sweet wench in front of her. His heart feels warm.

"Azka must be patient, face Azzalea. The girl seems close. But it's hard to get his heart."

Araina broke the silence between them.

"meaning?"

Krisna nodded, her body leaning forward. His forehead wiggling. Encouraged by curiosity.

"His experience with men is not easy. Several times his heart was hurt. In the despicable family of prospective husbands, never also in the living dead prospective husband.

Krisna listened to Araina's explanation, with her mouth half-open. Forks and steaks floating in the air.

"Gue and Neysa, again looking for a clinical hypnotherapist. To help remove the trauma. Wait until Azzalea needs him.

The young man of Arab blood, was silent to Araina's explanation. His mind began to guess. Find the common thread of Araina's story.

"sorry. Any other messages?" Ask the waiter to both.

"Mineral water two yes, Ma'am."

Araina answered while giving her sweetest smile.

The tech!

The voice of Krishna's finger-pointing surprised Araina, who was sipping her orange juice.

"Azka needs a gentle and understanding woman. I think Azza's the right girl for her."

Krisna concluded her analysis.

At a Japanese restaurant. Azka and Azzalea had finished their meal. Strawberry juice in the hands of Azzalea.

"What offer, Mas Azka, is still valid?"

Girl in pink dress, opening up conversation. Azka choked on the orange juice that entered her throat.

"Huk huk huk"

The handsome man coughed a few times. In the dera of surprise. The face turned red, as red as a dragon fruit.

"Sorry Mum!"

Azzalea. The expression of the face feels guilty.

Azka moved her right hand, while holding back the cough that had not subsided. Azzalea walked towards him, patting his back softly. Right hand giving aqua.

A gentle touch on Azka's shoulder, alleviating the pain in her nose and throat. Instantly the cough disappeared.

"Thank you!"

Said the handsome man. Azzalea breathed a sigh of relief. Return to his sitting position.

The atmosphere became awkward. Azzalea lowered her head. Trapped in shame at his aggressiveness. Azka, enjoy the feeling of happiness. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm always waiting for you, Azza.

The man made a sound, removing the distance created between the two.

"But I feel, unworthy, for Mas Azka."

The girl's voice sounded slow. It was barely heard by Azka.

Sturdy fingers, grabbing the soft hand of Azzalea. Gives energy full of love. His vibration calms the heart of the virgin.

"You're so worthy, baby"

Azka gave her faith. He looked at Azzalea with a burning feeling of affection.

The girl set her mind rate. Happy and worried turns up not enough five times. It's like a roller coaster ride in Dufan.

"But Mas..."

His speech came to a halt, with the movement of Azka's index finger touching her soft lips.

"The first time I met you. My heart, choose you!"

Azka looked at the gentle face of Azza. His fingers were clutching the fingers, the girl.

"Mas Azka, you must know my past."

Azzalea hoped that the man would find out, all his past.

"If I choose you. Then, I accept you completely, dear."

Answer Azka. With a fixed gaze on the pair of soft eyes, in front of him.

"Thank you, Mum. I'll try to be the right woman, for Mas Azka."

"I'll see you, Grandpa, next week!" Take Azka, in a hopeful tone. Azzalea was troubled. That quick? in her heart.

"But I'm not ready yet, marry Mas."

Azzalea tried to avoid. The fear of the future, reflected in his mind.

"Meet only. No other plans."

The man tried to convince Azzalea.

"Mas sure? Meets only?"

The man nodded his head. To avoid the anxiety of the girl he loves.

"alright. I'm doing my best."

Azka breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing Azzalea's willingness.

Slowly his lips kissed the soft back of the woman's hand in front of him.

"Thank you, baby!"

The two left the restaurant, heading to the main lobby. Waiting for an invitation, Mang Ujang.

Two girls approached the two. Woman with black skirt five centi above knee. Approaching Azka.

"Sir Azka, what's the matter here?"

Greet the woman with a spoiled voice. His gaze fell on Azzalea.

"Nissa. Where's loe from?"

Azka asked back. Another woman approached Azzalea.

"Basic upik ash! Not just simple. Loe also sold himself to the boss. Let's get up in office fast?" Selena whispered a sharp sentence.

Azka grabs Azza's body, approaches him. His instincts say, to protect Azzalea. Anger instantly overwhelmed Anissa's heart.

"ugly fox! Why do you, near, Azka's sister?" Shouts loudly.

"Take care of what you say, Anissa!"

Azka calmed her sister. Athletic arms reach for Azzalea's slender waist. Guarded it.

Selena doesn't want to interfere. Keep the image in front of Azka. His heart claps, will misfortune Azzalea.

Mang Ujang came over with his BMW. Azka takes Azzalea into the car. With a quick movement, Annisa grabbed the long hair, Azzalea.

"Basic lady hick!"

Furious, while pulling the jet-black hair in his hand.

"Aawww."

Azzalea complained of pain. Azka held Annisa's hand. His strength of pressure caused pain in his skin. He took off Azzalea's hair.

"Listen Anissa. He's your sister-in-law's candidate. Be polite with her!"

Azka's strictness to Anissa. Instantly the girl's body trembled.

Azka tidied Azzalea's hair. He rubbed the girl's head. Guiding his trembling body entered the parked black BMW

"Review you, village lady! I'll make the calculations with you."

Shouted Anissa.

His heart was filled with hatred. Feeling neglected by the man of his dreams. When I saw the black BMW leaving him.

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