The Love Story of Somplak Girl

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Rasya tried to get a little away from Pandu, but the man actually turned Rasya's body and lifted and sat Rasya on the table. Pandu's body went between Rasya's legs, while his hands held the woman's waist.

"Mas, I'm gonna have some milk." Rasya half whined.

"I also want to drink milk" said Pandu. Her hands turned to rem*s of Rasya's springy hill that had been growing since she began to get pregnant. Rasya mendes*h especially when Pandu kissed his neck.

"Gosh my god."

Pandu and Rasya turned towards the door and saw Arga who was bending over to pick up the fallen mineral bottle. Rasya pushed Pandu's body away, while Pandu cursed his assistant in his heart.

"I'm sorry, ladies and gentlemen, I'm bothering you." Arga felt bad. He was about to leave, but Pandu just held him back.

Arga turned around and approached Pandu. From the look of Pandu's eyes, Arga was sure that the man was very upset with him right now. Pandu smiled cunningly and gave the punishment to Arga, namely buying martabak according to Rasya's wishes. However, Rasya actually forced to ask to come along. Pandu strictly forbid, but Rasya just cried.

"alright. We're going to go all three." Pandu finally relented.

The three of them went to look for a special martabak according to Rasya's wishes. Almost fifteen minutes into the ride, Arga stopped his car in front of the martabak seller, got out of the car and ordered the food for his young lady.

Suddenly, a familiar black car in Arga's vision, stopped just behind Pandu's car. Arga's gaze was so fixed and did not come off at all. Arga was curious as to who got out of the car.

Arga's hands clenched tightly and his jaw tightened when he saw Yudha coming down with a woman who was one of the employees in his office. Yudha remembered that the two men were in the same division. Arga pretended not to see as they walked over.

"Loh, Mr Arga?" greet the woman who was with Yudha.

"Yes." Yeah." Arga answered briefly. The tail of his eyes glanced at the anxious looking Yudha.

"Buy martabak too?" ask Sonia—lady earlier.

"I'm just asking, sir. Why are you always getting hired." Sonia showed her anxious attitude to attract Arga's attention, but the man was not tempted at all.

"Here you go, you better sit there and I'll order you a martabak." Yudha tries to distract Sonia.

Sonia complied and sat down on the plastic chair available there, while Yudha again approached the seller and ordered a bok martabak salty. Arga only glanced at Yudha at a glance.

Arga grabbed the finished order and was about to rush away, but Yudha suddenly called out and stopped Arga's steps.

"Master, wait a minute." Their distance is so close. Yudha and Arga threw sharp glances at each other.

"What's wrong? I don't seem to have any business with you?" ask Arga. The look on his face was expressionless.

"Master, can you be gentle with women?"

"Who do you think you are? How dare to set me up!" Arga looked at Yudha sharply. The look in his eyes implied a hatred.

"Master, I'm just—"

"You have to realize who I am and who you are. I don't care if you walk with anyone. But if you're in the office, I hope you can be professional as an employee!" firmly Arga. He was about to leave, but Yudha called him again.

"Sir, can I ask you to please not tell Zahra that I am close to Sonia?"

A request of Yudha that was able to make Arga's heart roar violently.