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32. Be mad at you
"Well, are you mad at me? I'm sorry, Pah. I didn't find Nella." Rizky felt guilty, it made her feel bad. Not to mention he remembered the plot of Sofyan while in the office, continues to be imagined in his dreams.
"She's not mad at you, Papah's mad at Nella. You just go home from the hotel, pack your things and Nella's, and drop her off at Papah's."
"I live in Papah's house?"
"Yes, you and Nella live in Papah's house."
How do you live there? Means the same Diana, dong? Ah-gue doesn't want Rizky's inner.
"Me and Nella just stay at my house, Pah."
"Don't, Nella needs Papah to keep an eye out, too. While you and Nella stay at Papah's house. If your relationship with Nella has improved, you can both stay at your home" Sofyan said.
"Oh yes, it is." Rizky hung up the phone. Afterwards, he drove back to the hotel.
***
"Where are we going, miss?" ask the taxi driver when Nella has entered and is sitting in the back seat.
"Just walk away, sir."
"Good." The driver was driving.
Nella pressed the button next to her phone, but she just remembered that her phone is currently lowbat and has not had time to charge.
On the way to the destination, Nella looks at the highway at the window. Suddenly he saw a man wearing a big green motorcycle, right next to the car he was riding.
Although the man was wearing a helmet, Nella recognized him. Immediately he lowered the windshield, before the man managed to overtake the taxi.
"Sir Ihsan!" call Nella half-screaming and wave her hand.
The man immediately turned his head and stopped his motorbike on the side of the highway.
"Sir, stop here" Nella told the driver who stopped the car.
After paying the taxi fare, Nella got out of the car. Then he threw a hug on the lover who had removed his helmet and stood waiting for him.
"Sister, I miss Big Brother," said Nella while hugging tightly Ihsan's stocky body, it felt so long, had not met for a few days.
Ihsan immediately kissed Nella's forehead, her hand briefly stroked the woman's head. "I miss you too, beautiful. But what, you're here? Didn't you say you were at the hotel?"
Nella let go of her embrace, she immediately pulled Ihsan's arm towards her motorbike. "Sister, we're out of here."
"Go from here? Go where?"
"I want us to leave Jakarta, Brother take me away. I can't stand living like this." Nella picks up the helmet that was in the rearview mirror, immediately she dresses on Ihsan's head.
"But we can't just go, Nell." Ihsan shook his head faintly.
"Why? Why did you never want to take me away? I want us to be together, don't you love me? You don't want to live with me?" Nella held onto her chest which had been stored a lot of annoyance, her net was glazed. If Ihsan had asked to elope from a long time ago, maybe this marriage would not have happened. That was the thing that was currently in his mind.
Ihsan hugged her again, when she knew that the teardrop had fallen on the lover's cheek. He understood what kind of situation Nella was in right now. "I love you so much. If I didn't love .. I wouldn't have proposed to you, beautiful. I ... I could have taken you away at this time, but what about your status? You've become someone's wife, I can't just take you away."
"But my heart is only for Brother. I don't care about my status."
"I remember, Brother. But I can't stand living with Rizky, I hate her."
"Don't hate him too much. Just be normal, the most important thing is that you don't love her."
"That's not gonna."
"Yes, I have good news for you, beautiful." Ihsan released a hug and wiped the tears on her two cheeks.
"What good news, brother?"
Ihsan unzipped the sling bag that had been on his chest, then he took out 100 brochures and showed them to Nella. "Here, take a look."
Nella took one brochure and it turned out that the contents were brochures Irwan workshop, a promo event to increase the number of customers who came.
"Later I'll send my juniors this brochure, so that Om Irwan's workshop is more crowded and of course I can get a lot of money, Nell." Ihsan drew a smile, he looked very enthusiastic with his intentions.
"That's it, brother. Emm .. yeah, for me a few sheets." Nella not only took a few sheets, but half of the brochure.
"What are you for?"
"Later I'll give it to the customers at the restaurant, who knows if they'll stop by Brother's workshop." Maybe Nella's intention is to help. Yes, if Ihsan succeeds later. His desire to live together will be realized.
"No, it's beautiful. You don't have to bother helping me, just let me be alone." Ihsan was about to pick up the brochure that was in Nella's hands, but the woman's hand shifted until it could not be reached by Ihsan.
"No hassle, I'll just have to tell the servants, brother. I also want to help Brother, so that Brother can quickly take me from Rizky's hands," he said with enthusiasm.
"Yes, but thank you so much, huh?" Ihsan touched Nella's left cheek and kissed her lips briefly. "You're the perfect woman, I'm so crazy about you, beautiful."
"I'm also crazy about Big Brother" he replied with red cheeks. His heart was warm and back in bloom.
"So where are you going? Shall I take you home?" haggard Ihsan.
"Since we have met and have met again a long time, we go for a walk first, Brother." Nella put the brochure in her branded bag, so no one fell.
"Where are you going?"
"Enmm ...." Nella was thinking, but suddenly her stomach sounded. He also had time to see the clock on his wrist that had shown at 1 pm, already past lunch hour. "We'll eat together first, brother. I'm laper." Nella held her flat stomach.
"Okay, what do you want to eat and where?"
"I'm in the meatballs again, brother."
"Yes, we're looking for a meatball seller. You go up." Ihsan first climbed on the bike and before long Nella also climbed.
Nella held Ihsan from behind as the motorbike was traveling at medium speed. And for now, Nella wants to forget about her married status. He wanted to have fun with Ihsan as he used to do.
"Sister, I want to eat meatballs in an ordinary place" Nella called in half screaming.
"Okay, let's go there."
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