The Love Story of Somplak Girl

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"Already, Race, don't scare my son-in-law's future." Melda's words broke the arms of the two women.

Zahra felt even more awkward, especially when she realized that Laras' gaze was in no way detached from her. Realizing that Zahra was starting to feel uncomfortable, Lisa immediately invited them to the Pandu room. In fact, when walking away, Laras still occasionally turned to look at Zahra who was currently starting to work again.

"Lis, Mel, why is my heart so sure that Zahra is my daughter?" Lisa touched the chest. Even though his heart was no longer pounding, but he could still feel the thump when he hugged Zahra earlier.

"Hopefully Zahra really is your daughter, Ras." Melda rubbed Laras' back. In my heart, Melda was also very hopeful.

"I can't wait to get those DNA tests right away." Baras said weakly. He leaned back on the sofa and exhaled many times.

"Tomorrow when the results have come out hopefully in accordance with what we expect," said Lisa. He hugged Laras, and was followed by Melda. The three women hugged tightly.

"Mommy, what else?" ask Pandu who just entered the room with Arga after finishing the meeting.

"Have you finished the meeting?" ask Lisa without answering her questions.

"just now. Rasya's not coming?" Pandu looked around maybe his wife was in the toilet located in the corner of the room.

Lisa shook her head quickly, "No. Mommy didn't stop by your house. Anyway, pity Rasya if you have to go back and forth to the office," said Lisa. Pandu simply nodded then sat down in his seat of greatness. He let the three women babble inside the room.

Many things were talked about by the woman, whether anything even to make Pandu feel lazy. Almost two hours they chatted, finally Lisa invited Laras and Melda for a walk. The woman had started to feel sad, and when the door of the room was closed, Pandu breathed a sigh of relief.

***

The office hours had just ended, but Zahra did not immediately return to the contract. After breaking into the chicken piggy bank at home this morning, Zahra took the two thousand and five thousand bills to the restaurant where Arga proposed to her yesterday.

Zahra intends to buy steak for the orphanage with piggy bank money and the rest of the salary this month. Zahra looked at the price table and calculated it carefully.

"What message do you want, miss?" ask an officer at the restaurant.

"Sir, I want five portions, but with a dime like this is okay?" Zahra did not feel ashamed, but she only felt worried about being rejected. Zahra thought that such a large restaurant only received a hundred and fifty thousand sheets. "May, Ma'am, if the money is even." The officer replied politely.

"Thank you very much, Ma'am, then I want to count the money first while waiting for the steps so." Zahra enthusiastically sat at the very end of the table and started counting the money. Zahra was hoping that the money would be enough.

"Isn't that the young lady who was proposed by the personal assistant of the ADS Group company owner?" ask one of the other officers.

"Ah, yes. I just remembered, it deserves his face is not foreign." The employee who had served Zahra also chimed in.

"What are you talking about?"

The two restaurant employees were shocked to see who was interrupting their chat.