Trapped in Love Mikail

Is This Dating?

Hannah smeared a pink orange lip tint on her lips, tightly clenching it so that the lip tint was even. Not to forget he rubbed his hair behind his ears so that a pair of clique earrings with tiny diamonds was clearly visible.

Hannah glanced at her watch, oh there was still 4 minutes left. He thought he had waited a long time for Mikail. As he glanced back towards the entrance, he saw Mikail's figure far surpassing what he had imagined during his first meeting.

The man walks into the restaurant with a haughty smile (which somehow looks good on Mikail's face) at the security that opens the door for her. He wears a navy suit with a black turtleneck, shiny black leather shoes, and his ungelled brown hair.

In that instant, Hannah swore that she would pursue Mikail as her mother had advised.

"Have you waited a long time?" mikail asked as she pulled the chair in front of Hannah.

Hannah glanced at her watch at a glance, "Yaaa, it's been 13 minutes."

Mikail shrugged, "What matters is not late."

Hannah was shocked when Mikail suddenly looked into her eyes. He immediately turned his eyes to the menu book in front of him. "What do you want to eat and drink? Let me pesenin all of you."

"Get toast + rice, japanese ice," replied Mikail briefly.

"okay."

Hannah called the server standing not far from them. Then order what Mikail said just now, as well as tenderloin steak and strawberry juice for himself.

For a while, no one started the conversation. Mikail was busy looking at the traffic outside the window, while Hannah tried to steal a glance while occasionally playing her phone.

"Is this a date?" hannah's lips were muddled when she asked a question she thought was very stupid but worth a try. Since birth the pede rate in Hannah has been 93%.

Mikail advanced her body and placed both her hands on the table. With a flat face he asked back. "You think?"

Hannah stammered. Take responsibility, just hajar!

"Yes dong" answered Hannah.

Mikail nodded briefly, then replied in a calm tone. "It's up to you to know what it is. I just want to make a promise."

Hannah smiled sweetly. Then flow some basic questions that Hannah asked until their food came along. Although Mikail answered as she could, Hannah was quite satisfied. Mikail who was notoriously cold, turned out to be willing to answer a question from him.

At 14:00 WIB. After an hour and a half of Mikail and Hannah together, it was time for Mikail to return to the office. He drove Hannah into a taxi. Mikail did not promise anything, but Hannah continued to code that there would be a third, fourth and so on meeting the two of them.

"See you soon, I hope you don't meet me." Hannah showed me her row of neat teeth and a pair of dimples.

Mikail only responded with a small smile. Then he got into the car after Aris appeared in front of him.

"Ciyeh, have you thought about getting married?" goda Aris who had seen her pakbos lunch the same woman. A sight he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Hushhhhhhhh, too soon to draw conclusions is not good!"

Asris chuckles. "But it was beautiful. Even if it seems a little less suitable. How about it, even if I'm sure it's older pakbos, but if it looks like a mature woman."

"Just temen Ris, happened to fit into Mama's house yesterday promise to have lunch with her."

Aris nodded with a smile.

After arriving at the office, Jeremy was waiting in the room with a draft MoU that had been emailed by Kinan. At 3 pm, Kinan himself will visit Mikail's office to meet with Tara.

...***...

Meanwhile in the Apartment, Nara looks satisfied after arranging the groceries she bought in the supermarket below. Mikail gave him enough money and he spent 30%, the rest he put on the guest table.

Nara's stomach was rumbling, she quickly cut pakcoy, cayenne pepper and boiled half-cooked eggs topping instant noodles soto flavor that she had bought some for herself.

Nara sat in the bar stool, then typed a short message on her phone while waiting for her noodles to get a bit cold. Yes, Nara can not eat something that people think is not hot, but according to him it is still hot.

Aini replied to the longing message Nara had revealed. While typing a message, there is a call from the office phone number.

"Hello" said Nara.

"Hello good afternoon, with Nara?"

"Yes, I'm Nara. Who are you with?"

"I'm Ruslan, Nara. Still remember, right? I'm Mr. Wiguna's secretary in the office."

"Slurrrpp, oh Om Ruslan. Yes, why Om?" asked Nara while occasionally sipping her noodles.

"Tomorrow at 10 am I wait in the office. We'll meet with your lawyer to talk about the will that's still in storage."

"Nara still has her legacy, Om?" ask Nara plain.

Ruslan laughs. "Of course there is. Just because you have debts in some places, so your legacy is not too much."

Nara fell silent. Oh yes, some weeks Nara is too busy being a person who is too difficult, until she forgets that the inheritance letter from her Papa has not been given by a lawyer. Yes, at least Nara can pay the debt to Damar and no need to cause it to Mikail.

"Okay Om, tomorrow Nara will come there."

"Yes, tomorrow we wait. Thank you and good day Nara."

"Jiang."

The noodles in the bowl were gone. After washing the cookware and putting it in place, Nara occasionally looked at this place of residence.

"Later if I have money, I'm out of here, okay?" Nara muttered to herself.

Nara had to admit that her heart was a little cold. Mikail was the first person to live with him other than both his parents and the rest of his household first. It feels a little unwilling if you have to take off a handsome man and a tank Mikail.