The Qatar Taipan the Heart Thief

Chapter 38

Isak did not understand what made the man propose to Leha. After the chat on the beach, his lips moved by themselves.

"It's crazy!"

Isak cursed himself who was carried away. I don't know what made Leha more radiant in her sight last night. Then come the words that he himself did not expect. Recollected last night.

"What if I propose to you? We're married!" Isak's voice is rising. They pause each other.

"Mother just lamar Leha?!" 

"Where are the rings, romantic music the same as fireworks?"

Leha stretched out her hand. Isak made gawking.

"Father don't tell me, you're just into the atmosphere of aje? and squirm Leha over caem tonight. Dad, Leha's just a pretend boyfriend, Limane's storyline lamar Leha?" said the woman. Back Isak was made dumbfounded.

How the woman knew. He drew near to Isaac. Leha put both her hands on Isak's shoulders. He pulled them until their faces faced.

Leha squinted her eyes suspiciously. He peeked in front of Isak's face. Real close. The man could feel the warm gusts of Leha's breath.

Isak was again made stuck. Her eyes widened, her gaze explored Leha's rather sweet face, her puffed cheeks blushing. Her tiny nose at the end was also flushed. Tight eyelashes. Cone lips. Adorable.

Huh! It's adorable?!

Realizing, Isak away, he cleared his throat as well as his brain that began to strange. How could he see Leha being so adorable?

"Ah father just kebawak atmosphere right yak! Ck! Basis—"

Leha clucked.

"No! I was right to propose to you! Is it a girlfriend pretending I can't apply?"

"You mean lamar Leha pretended to be? Leha didn't want to get that far, sir" Leha looked at him softly.

"Who am I pretending to be!"

"Certainly? Are you seriously Lamar Leha?" Isak nodded, though,

"Really, father?"

"Yes you think, my time proposed pretend!"

"Yes can be aje, pan his heart again gonjang ganjing noh, this is a real father right?" Back Isak nodded.

Isak did not want Leha to underestimate him which was just carried away. His self-worth is more important. Isak wants to save his pride.

"If so immediately you bring Mother and Mr. Ibrahim come to the house of Abah Hamid, proof!"

"Well, come home later, I'll take Mommy and Dad to Abah Hamid's house!"

"Deal?" Leha said, the opportunity to catch fish is not it? For Leha's love will try to make Isak like her.

"Deal!"

"Agreed! No retreat, real fiancee?"

"So far, the real fiancee!"

Leha's challenge lay down, returning for self-esteem, Isak asserted, they shook hands and at this time, the man had struggled with his regrets.

***

"Bapaaakkk .. morning"

Leha greeted Isak enthusiastically. They have become real fiancees.

It was 11 noon, Isak deliberately came out long ago from his room. Wallowing in the room thinking about his actions.

He wanted to cancel it, but his pride undermined to keep Isaac from licking his own saliva.

"White, where are you from?"

He saw Leha with sweat flooding the face of the woman who came to greet him

"Abis played volleyball with Mother and Mother Bita also Sara" Isak's hand outstretched to fix Leha's hair attached to her face.

"In the meantime, Leha was told to grab a drink in the fridge"

Leha blinked flirtatiously at Isaac. The man frowned, not used to it when Leha called herself the woman's fiancee.

"Here I help" Isaac followed Leha. And make a refreshing drink. Take the ingredients from the refrigerator and mix them.

Leha poured her drink into the glass and tried it. Cold sour mixed with sweet sparkling liquid also berry flavor spread in his mouth.

Invigorating.

"Does you want to try?"

Isak nodded, Leha looked at the glass storage and grabbed new glasses.

"Fresh"

Leha looked at Isaac with her glass in the man's hand. Leha's smile expanded.

"Why?"

"Let's pour it in here and take it outside."

Isak nodded and poured Leha's drink on the glasses and Isaac picked it up. Following Leha out the bungalow.

There, on the beach volleyball court, his family had gathered. There was a pavilion that was being prepared for them to have lunch. Nami hired the services of one of the restaurants to work on it.

"This is for the grandpa, let's not nausea anymore" Leha handed me a bowl full of various berries inside.

Seeing the tempting bowl, Bita can't wait to taste. "Thank you onti Leha" said Bita like a boy.

"Wow this is delicious, sweet sour" said Bita in his chew.

"Kok you have an idea to make me this anyway, my goodness thanks Lehaaa .. "Bita felt overwhelmed.

"Leeha used to work as a hoarseness, several times ever take care of pregnant women who crave, there is one mother who always nausea, Leha kasian, and so on, his face was puffy and looked tired because he could not enter the food into his mouth. But always vomit."

"Nah Leha learned from utube, Ma'am, yes meet the same recipes from there, Leha obok-obok ntu utube and they like the same food that Leha makes,"

"They? How much are you taking care of Ha?"

"Lumayan Bun, initially only two, but it turns out that many want to come,"

"That's why you don't make catering, for pregnant women"

"There's a mother, held by Leha's cousin,"

"Seriously? Well I want to subscribe,"

Bya scrolls through her phone looking at the menus on Leha's catering. Leha told Bita if she wanted to see the menu on her caterer. He can see it on his social media accounts.

"Bak Bita can rikues, later Leha makes"

"Can? Gladlyaaa, Makasih Leha" got a nod of Leha, making Bita excited. Onald who was in his lap got excited. The puffer boy was su su su.

"Why a, su su su mother berry taste yes" Bita asked the boy like sago caterpillar. Jeez ginuk-ginuk.

***

Leha makes breakfast and coffee in the pantry. For himself, too, Isaac. There entered the horde of women with sharp noses that da danya also pointed.

Brownish hair storm wavelength. It looks like a shampoo artist. Dandan fashionable. They approached Leha.

"Are you ready, Mr Isak?"

One of them began to approach with his jutek look.

"I am Leha, Assistant to Mr. Isak, greetings" he said. 

While in the office, Leha and Isak were very busy. They will go and dwell in the room of Isaac or the room of Abraham. Then they will be preoccupied with various meetings.

So Isaac did not introduce Leha thoroughly. Only those who intersect with them will know who Leha is.

"You were brought by Mr. Isak from a country in the middle of nowhere for sure"

"Poor country, slovenly and hick"

Leha who was opening the sandwich was offended.

"Have you ever been to Indonesia?" Ask Leha.

"Indonesia?" The three said together.

"You don't even know the name of the country where Levi Crop is located? You sure you've never been there?"

"We are not interested there, why should we set foot in the place of the hick,"

"Just get our feet dirty!" continue one of them by flicking his hair like a dandruff medicine advertisement.

"Lha mbuak said aje you don't have money for Ane state, sokan sokan ngatain you! I'm a pitung style gibeng, mygem you! Cocor lu is like lohan jan!" Leha Gerrutu.

"Hey what are you talking about!"

"You're licking us!"

"He'eh, well it's a pinter pan! Ngarti guah talk! Oh, sorry, I'm singing, my idol rapper just released his new song."

The three frowned inside. He felt Leha was strange. Not connecting with their conversations.

"You wanna hear it?"

The three shook their heads in unison and then moved out of place. Leha sighed softly. Eventually the chaos passed.

Not in Indonesia or Qatar there are only bullies and gossipers. Leha knew that she was the subject of gossip in Ibrahim's company. Because Leha always stuck to Isaac.

All they know Isak's secretary is Rena. Then who is Leha? many of the women who were after Isak questioned it.

Leha inhales the aroma of vanilla tea, rose-glazed, fragrant, tea that specifically Leha brought from Indonesia, initially only for combo kangen, but also for the mind tombo that is marred.

"I was curious, how is the style of the pitung gibeng?" a heavy voice, made Leha look up. A smile greeted Leha at the pantry door.

Tbc.