The Secret Match of the Great Lord

Allergic

Nayla put the spoon and fork very roughly, not yet relieved her anger because Riyan who looks indifferent to eating food that becomes her abstinence, even now she has to see something that becomes reality.

Just yesterday he asked that, and it turns out that today his question was immediately paid cash in front of his own eyes by people who are known as the candidate of Young Madam Sadika.

Yes, Arum Cantika Dewantara is the woman who will be chosen by Mr. Agus who is none other than the father of Riyan to accompany his first son.

Indeed, today they have a meeting schedule from both large companies owned by their extended families, but dai did not get the news that Arum will represent the meeting, which will represent the meeting, usually if the Lord Dewantara is not present he will be replaced by a representative or his personal assistant.

But it turns out that Nayla keccolongan here or indeed this has become their plan to get closer to them, not whether love can be present because it is often together.

And maybe that is what is now being done by the two families so that the relationship between the two becomes closer.

"You don't papa, do you?" asked the knight when he heard the sound of colliding spoons and plates beside him.

"I'm sorry I have to go back to the office, I forgot that I have a meeting to attend in a moment!"

"I'm sorry to go back to your office, I just want to remind you that you fish ordered by Miss Arum is tilapia?"

"I was going to tell you but you ate it, and again when I wanted to say again Miss Arum even fed you and you accepted very happily, please don't eat it again sir!"

The deg!

"I'm sorry to go back to the office!" he then moved from there to his office.

'Nayla I thought you'd be jealous to see me in a bribe by another woman, but it turns out you just want to say that it's a food she can't consume' riyan looked at the back of the woman who was now walking out of the restaurant.

"Riyan, do you have an allergy to tuna?"

Riyan turned her head to her side where there was a woman looking at her with her sad face.

"Yes, I have an allergy to this type of fish, so sorry I can't continue this lunch, I have to go back to the office, I forgot not to bring the medicine!" said Riyan who was about to stand up but his movements stopped when he heard Satria's words.

"It's not the cure, Miss Nayla put it here while she was leaving!" the word satria gave the packet of medicine lying on the table.

Riyan looked at the medicine package that Satria put on her, she received the medicine without intending to take it, just let her be sick, ready to care about it too, there's no no no.

This was the most ridiculous action he had ever taken just for the sake of attracting the attention of a personal Assistant who had suddenly kept a distance with him.

"Why not take his medicine Riyan?, here I open right!"

"No need later" she refused.

Without answering any more, Riyan entered the package of medicine into his pocket, in front of which a man ran towards where his young master was having lunch with two people.

"Sorry sir, we need to get back to the office with the files you need to sign for the meeting this afternoon!" he said while bowing his head.

The fact is not like that actually, Nayla was looking at being sitting on one of the benches available there, she was waiting for her master who was having lunch with his client.

She and the secretary of the woman who was eating with her boss broke away from them, yes sort of a date wrapped in a lunch event to honor the cooperation.

Nayla asks him to bring her boss home before I completely fall there, Nayla remembers very well the state of her boss if the allergy was relapsed.

Without answering a remark from one of his managers, Riyan immediately said goodbye to them and passed from there.

While Arum he tried to hold Riyan who had felt the stomach as in the stirring was not heedful of his call.

Up in the car Riyan can still hold himself, there in the car there is someone who is waiting with a strange feeling, what else when he saw the pale face of his boss.

Frans drove his car out of the parking lot he was confused about where to go, Nayla who was aware of Frans' confusion asked her to return to her apartment only because it was the place closest to their current position.

Hearing the directions from Nayla Frans also obeyed and forwarded the car to the address given by Nayla, while Riyan was now sitting while closing the eyes of cold sweat out from his forehead and wetting his handsome face.

Nayla who saw that also took a tissue and wiped the pale face, Riyan opened her eyes when she felt a touch on her forehead, she looked at the face of the woman who was now in front of her.

Finding herself being noticed, Nayla stopped the activity and sat quietly staring at the street in the window-glass bale while biting at the nail in her Right hand.

He did not turn his head at all towards the restless Riyan, the nausea was now attacking him even more.

"Frans you have water, I need to take my medicine?"

Hearing that as Nayla's blood grew boiling, not if she had given her medicine but why not in the meal, what was done by her boss.

Frans also gave the bottled mineral water to his boss, he was very fond of seeing the pale face of his boss, but what became his question mark was why his boss' personal assistant looked so indifferent, it was as if he did not care at all about the state of his master.

The car drove them to the Nayla Basement apartment and it was parked neatly there, both Riyan and Nayla they both had nothing coming down from there.

Riyan reached into his pants pocket to take the medicine that Nayla had given to the knight, she immediately drank it, she could not resist putting it off again.

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