THE TENGIL GIRL BELONGS TO THE CEO

For blessing

Surya was repairing and moving the new items up with Mang Udin, while Indah was busy noting all the incoming items, afraid if there was less or left behind in the help of Mba Tuti.

Help each other, there is no difference between them .

" mas , later , the sack is heavy you know, let mang Udin call 1 more person to help". Tutur Indah attention, see the pile of rice sacks that are still lined up near the door.

Surya who did not feel strong enough to give up on Udin, but could not immediately be resolved because it was quite heavy .

" It's 'em, we'll rest Din". Said Surya waving towards Udin who was already sweating wet .

" Where's Asih, hasn't come yet?". Yep while sipping cold water from a small bottle.

" So bi Asih telfon, he said Lala who will drive him, maybe soon". Beautiful speech that has been told if his daughter will bring snacks to the store.

" Ohh, is he coming home ? Why not tell me first?".

" Don't know either mas , he said he might forget".

Indah continued her activities, flipping through the book in front of her while looking at Tuti.

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" Are you sure you don't want to use a car? ". Ask Daniel again .

" why? it's fun, you can enjoy the breeze, hmmm". Said Lala while closed with two hands in a stretch.

" Here, you wear this and this". Lala said while thrusting a helmet and also a leather jacket that she secretly brought from Daniel's apartment.

Daniel scrunched his forehead.

" When did you take it?".

" You don't need to know". Lala giggled.

Daniel wears all as Lala instructed, a black leather jacket with a white helmet matching Lala's.

Lala rode her motorcycle slowly, not forgetting the care of the Asih bi she brought, put it on the hanger under her feet.

Daniel can't use a motor matic, so inevitably Lala has to drive.

" I'm assuming this is our third date". Lala said a little scream.

" Why the third, not the second?" .

" You forgot, I also used to piggyback you when your car broke down first".

Daniel remembers the past events .

" Ahh yes, pocket remembers , so let's date back". she said then hugged Lala's waist.

" I'm sorry it's not free sir".

" Good, I'll pay you Miss, what's your fare ".

" My payment is expensive sir ". Lala said with a laugh.

" Whatever it is, sell the kidney I willingly". Daniel answered quickly.

ahaha.

They laughed, not long after that they arrived in front of a shop that was not too big.There appeared a lot of items that were still scattered, cardboard and also large sacks that were lying on the side of the shop door.

" Is there anything coming in today?". Lala lirih.

" Mom, Dad,".

Assalamualaikum says.

Shouted Lala while taking off her helmet .

Surya also looks beautifully towards the source of the sound.

" Sallam wa'allaikum".

Say them in unison.

" Already, we do not need to interfere, anyway without us planning they have come alone". Say Beautifully with soft.

Surya nodded in understanding .

" I have to give you a little welcome". Surya muttered with a small smile.

Lala pulled Daniel's hand to enter her shophouse . Daniel was a little hesitant, not because he did not like his place, just still did not believe if he would meet his future in-laws, what if he was rejected or what if he .

" Oh yes, why am I so happy about this , you're Daniel Duke of Mahesa, not a big masala if you just want to approach your future in-laws". Daniel said to himself.

With all the heart's intention, Daniel walked in parallel with Lala's small, cheerful footsteps, his smile expanding toward his parents .

" Here comes baby". Say mother Indah while kissing the tip of the head of her Princess.

" Why not tell dad first, you bad boy". Said Surya then hugged his darling Little Princess and then gently nudged her forehead.

" Dadah, Lala's grown up ". Lala's murmur was slightly pouted but tucked into a sweet little smile .

" Yes, I know, the proof is that now my little daughter has brought her prince". Surya whispered in Lala's ear.

Arborea .

Lala's face blushed with her father's words, before he had not told her.

" Well, I must have told you".

Lala blushed, she recalled her remarks before leaving home for work, she once told me about the handsome prince who will be her companion, and unfortunately Surya's father heard her words with bi Asih.

" oom". Daniel said as he extended his hand.

" Hmmm". Surya welcomed Daniel's hand.

They seem to mince words, while enjoying the snacks that he brought earlier Daniel introduced himself and occasionally entered the world of work.

Daniel sat alone with Surya, while the others were already busy with their respective work. Lala also helped clean up the end shelf where neatly arranged various snacks.

" Can you help me". Said Surya once finished cleaning the shelf that is not so high .

" What can I help you with".

Surya smiled meaningfully and turned to look at Daniel.

" You lift up that sack of rice and stack it there ". Point Surya at the pile of rice sacks and turn his body pointing at the end of the room where the other row of rice is.

Daniel was a little hesitant, he had never done a job like this before, let alone raised a sack, just a gallon of water he never did.

Surya waited for an answer and his eyes caught a hint of doubt, yes he knew it was a little heavy .

" Ah, you're this, same father's son is the same.

" son of Daniel". Said Surya disperse his daydream.

" Oh yes, I can". Daniel said quickly.

" For the sake of blessing, let alone sack om, push the car I want". Say Daniel in the heart as it passes .

Rushing Daniel walked towards where the pile of rice sacks there was already an Udin mang carrying 1 sack .

" Den, what do you want? ". Ask Udin as Daniel approaches.

" Let me help the mang". Daniel was friendly .

Surya seemed to develop his smile .

The target appears to be in his trap another thing with Lala seeing Daniel trying to lift a sack of rice, her forehead wrinkled to see how her father's smile expands, as if she was witnessing something pleasant.

" Geez dad, what are you doing". He said softly as he approached his father.

His hands were patted so that the remaining flour attached to his hands disappeared and then rubbed it on the washcloth he hung on his waist.

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