Throw Your Ex In His Place !

Ep.05

" Ra, eat yuk.laper niihh.already twelve o'clock know.." Novi said turning his body towards Dara.

" Yes, I saved the file first.." Dara directed her mouse and clicked a few times. " Ok! finish..yuukk want to eat where ? But I brought bekel. "

" I want to eat chicken noodles again.." Answer Novi.

" If my chicken noodles can not refuse..I gave it to OB ajah if so. " Dara walked towards the kitchen. But he didn't see a single OB there. He just left his box there.

" Come on, Ra.dah laper.." Novi said that he followed him behind.

They walked towards the motor park where the Dara motorbike was located. Without using a helmet, Dara rammed Novi into a chicken noodle shop in the compound behind their office. Arriving there turned out to be full of other customers and left only two empty benches in the corner.

Novi ordered two servings of wet dumpling chicken noodles and two orange ices. While waiting for orders to come they chat about office work and issues or rumors that are circulating there.

" Ra, you don't know if there's news about the Manager at the head office wanting to resign." Novi opens talks.

" Bodo very, nothing to do with me. " Dara Cuek replied, her eyes were fixed on the HP screen.

" Lu mah..The manager came to our office. And the horrors of the receptionist said he was very handsome, Ra.." The word Novi tries to describe the handsome word that the receptionists say. " He said he looked like Andy Arsyil.."

" The hell time..? so handsome is it, huh ? " Dara doesn't believe it.

" It could be, Ra.soalnya that I was horrified from a trusted source if the female employees at the headquarters were many who were the same handsome look of Mr. Manager. " Violent Novi said.

Their charms also came.

" Thank you, sir....... But, I think it's with my future husband. " Answer Dara smiled.

" Uhuk..uhuk..!! " Novi who was sucking his orange ice choked to hear Dara's words. " Which would-be husband of yours ? Just not your girlfriend.." Novi.

" There is..Lu inget no, Nov..If I ever told you that I have a best friend who was lost and now back again..? " Dara looked at Novi waiting for his reaction.

" Yes I want. Why emang ? " Tanya Novi was curious.

" that is....He wants to be my husband. " Dara held onto both of her cheeks withstanding the happy turmoil.

" Babysk! What's the story ? I don't understand it." Novi sipped his chicken noodles.

" So, he shot me. He didn't want me to be a girlfriend..But he became his wife..Waahh.." Answer the flowery Dara.

" Mean now PJ dong..I can add one more bowl. " Novi nyengir ask for approval.

" Why is that ? Why is lum answered ? You liked him a long time ago. Why not just answer me, right ? " Novi sipped his orange ice.

" I want to answer immediately YES. But I was too happy to talk about it. And he himself gave me time to think. Three days at most and a week at most. " Dara finished her meal and sipped her orange ice.

" But you yourself how do you feel ? " Novi wiped the tissue on his mouth.

" feelings yes..Yes, I Do. But I am afraid in the future how if it turns out our relationship does not until guarantee ? I don't want to lose him rich yesterday. " Dara's face turned sad

" What has not happened do not worry, Ra. If the matchmaking must be facilitated even though later in front of him there is a steep stone. And even if it is not a match, it means that it is the will of God. For friendship problems let time answer later. " Novi rubbed gently on Dara's arm, motivating her best friend. Dara nodded.

They're back in the office. On the way Dara thought of the opinion of Novi. Later that night he had to talk to both of his parents.

Entering Dara's office directly to her desk to pick up the stationery and some files that she will bring to the meeting room. There were already gathered some employees from the other part. Dara sat in one of the empty seats. Then there are still some more employees who enter then followed by Bu Yanti and Pak Rizal. The door closed and the meeting began.

This meeting went a little longer. Much was said about the meeting. Starting from the monthly report in each field to the division of the tasks of the central Manager who wants to resign.

Dara stared at the file that was now in her hands. Ahhhhh..!! Dara breathed her. The file is on the desk. Then he tidied some slightly messy files into each of the maps. Dara looked at the clock in the lower right corner of her computer screen. The clock has shown seventeen more than eleven minutes. Novi wasn't on his desk, he was home a few minutes ago.

Dara saw her phone that had been changed to vibrate mode. Dara is moody, the person she is waiting for has no phone or chat WAnya. His status is online. Still looking at her HP, Dara wondered inwardly. Where have you been all day, no news ? Actually, which is really not ? But why until now there is no chat or phone ? You're sorry you shot me last night, so you nyuekin I'm rich gini ?

Plaque! Plaque! Plaque! Dara smacks her own cheek. Trying to get away from those negative thoughts.

" No! Ardhi is not rich. Maybe he's busy today. I just finished a meeting. Especially if he is a manager. It must be busier. " murmured Dara in the heart.

Dara's wearing her jacket. Then carrying his bag on his back and his right hand hugged the helmet that he had forgotten to put on the parking deck goods daycare rack this morning. Dara drove her motorcycle home.

Tin..Tin..!! Dara rang the motorbike club, giving the code to open the gate. Not long Mr. Maman came to open the door. Dara parked it at the garage door. Let it enter the garage of his iron horse with Mr. Maman.

Dara went to her room and went straight to the bathroom in her room. Finished cleaning up and changing clothes, Dara went downstairs to meet her parents. Look for them in the dining room, nothing. In the back garden, nothing. In the family tv room, nothing. Dara finally went to her parents' second room.

" Mah.mah.." Dara knocked on the door.

" Dear on, come in, kid.." Mom's voice from the room.

" Mah, I'd like to talk to your mom and dad too. Where's papa, Mah ? " Dara circulated her gaze in the room looking for her Papa.

" It's in her workroom, baby..I'm gonna say what the hell..." Mama looked at Dara from the mirror reflection of her dresser.

" Yes let's go to his room papa first.later there I will tell all the story "Dara pulled his Mama's hand out of the room. Mom just followed her steps.