
Mr. Nansen and Jeffy don't have to bother tracking. Mr. Nan's phone received an incoming message notification.
"Master's looking for me? Here's my new phone number" Anitha sent a short message to Mr. Nan with an emot sticking out her tongue.
There was no reply, Anitha just chuckled. He wasn't sure if mister Nan would ignore him.
"It feels like you, if I'm looking for you!" Mr. Nan replied after seeing Anitha's short message.
Anitha then called Mr. Nan, once, twice unappointed. Anitha continued to disturb master Nan.
"Will you be busy tracking me where?" anitha asked with a soft laugh.
"Highly confident of yourself," replied master Nan.
"I'm staying at hotel I, room 552. So that you don't bother looking for me. But I'm with someone. I hope you don't interfere with what I've planned for the day."
"I just want to talk about something."
"I can't, give me time."
"Well if that's what you want!" Mr. Nan was a little annoyed to hear Anitha blatantly refuse.
"I'm waiting for your news tomorrow on corporate business, sir."
"Okay, bring your passport. I want to solve the problems you've created with your passport."
"Hahaha, well sir, you're still kind. See you tomorrow, sir."
Mr. Nan asked Jeffy to turn around to his house. Although she believes that a woman who is loved wholeheartedly can take care of herself. A heart full of love is still a heart full of jealousy. Mr. Nan brought home his jealousy.
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"In the morning, you don't go training, honey?" ask Sahrul gently.
"Later, I'm leaving at one in the afternoon. I want to sleep first. Is Uda going?"
"Go to the headquarters first, maybe until the afternoon. After that I'll try to meet Ajeng, what's wrong?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"I mean Uda, the sooner the better."
"Foolah. Play pretty ya Uda, don't let him sniff Uda's plan."
Anitha chose to lie down again. He's waiting for Mr. Nan. Anitha called and asked her foster father. How shocked Anitha was to hear that her adoptive mother was dead.
Anitha rushed to take a shower, and looked for a taxi to her foster father's house that had moved in. It didn't take long, Anitha found her foster home. Anitha cried when she met her foster father. Anitha found out that her adoptive mother had fallen in the bathroom and hit her head against the bathroom wall.
"Sir, I'm sorry. I just left here."
"Mother son, surely the days you've lived are not easy."
"Thank you, sir, thank you for all the kindness and help of you and your late mother."
The death of his wife had made Mr. Hasan down, so Mr. Hasan stopped taking taxis and now just scavenged. Anitha's heart was sliced at the state of her foster father. Anitha also knew from the story of Mr. Hasan only Chacha who sent Mr. Hasan shopping money.
Mr. Hasan did not want to be moved by Chaca. Anitha said goodbye when master Nan asked her to the office. Anitha left some money on Mr. Hasan.
"Father can't accept it, son, the number is too large. That much money can be for your living expenses," he refused to Anitha. Anitha gave half of her loan to master Nan.
"Sir, I've worked at a pretty big company. My salary, Alhamdulillah is very satisfying. Don't refuse if you still consider me a son." Haru taste in the heart of Mr. Hasan. He accepts.
"Thank you, son" he said.
"Don't thank me sir. I give not to return the favor. I give because I love you too, just as much as I love you." Tears also flowed from Anitha's eyes.
"Mr, okay. I'll call you later. I'm asking if anything happens and you need it, tell me. Don't consider me someone else. I would be sad if that happened.
"Yes, yeah."
Anitha hugged a man who began to look old once his wife died. Anitha said goodbye and headed to Mr. Nan's office.
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"How Sir?" asked Anitha who was now sitting opposite master Nan.
"Okay, I'm fulfilling your request."
"Not my request, but the company's request sir." Anitha's words made mister Nan smile knotfully.
"All right, wait another day. We will prepare the contract. Ask your boss to come tomorrow. I don't want to deal with his men who could have run away at any time" said Mr. Nan. Anitha just gave her smile.
"Ok, thank you sir. If there is nothing to talk about I beg to withdraw," Anitha said in a tone that provoked Mr. Nan.
"Who said I don't want to talk to you Miss Anitha," her scornful tone was heard covering up the longing.
"Do we talk over lunch?"
"Hemm can too. I haven't eaten from Master's money in a long time." Anitha laughs.
"Wouldn't I feel the money from my ART sweat blur without me bothering?" Mr. Nan again insinuated Anitha.
"Okay sir, let's eat."
They go together and walk hand in hand through a special elevator and go straight to the basement where Mr. Nan's car is parked. Harri was waiting there.
Master Nan opened the door for Anitha, making Anitha feel a little awkward. "Please baby" god. Anitha snorted as her voice was deliberately loud for Harri to hear.
The car drove slowly, Mr. Nan had given directions for Harri to slow down the speed of his car.
"So where's your passport?" Master Nan stretched his palm. Anitha without saying much opened her bag and took the documents she carried just in case it was necessary. Proved his feeling was right.
"It's Mr." Anitha gives without feeling guilty.
"Where are you?"
"Finding life to survive."
"Till thin like this?"
Anitha can't believe Mr. Nan is so considerate. Sahrul never realized if his weight was shrinking. Anitha glanced at mister Nan, in the midst of her normal starting mind and empty heart, she wanted to find out what her master truly loved like her mother said.
Mr. Nan pretended not to know the meaning of Anitha's glance. "What's wrong? Do I look more beautiful?"
"Hmmm, still like narcissists."
"You didn't call Allea?"
"No, did you let me know if I ran away?"
"It has. Regretted?"
"Slightly, lost is the opportunity to have a lot of money, and become the CEO's mistress." Anitha said with a joke.
A faint smile was given by master Nan. She said, "The CEO's mistress position is still wide open. Now I'm a widower and without a girlfriend."
"Seriously divorcing the mistress?"
"Isn't that what you both want. Want to fill the CEO's mistress position?"
"No, I'd rather and happily struggle with my own hands and feet. The satisfaction I get is very different."
Mr. Nan once again could not deny, Anitha was so persistent in her life. Mr. Nan promised to be there for Anitha even if only behind the scenes. Master Nan no longer urged Anitha. He decided it would be fate to unite them if they were to unite.
It was enough for her to see Anitha's happy face. Mr. Nan did not want to give a wound if he was hard-hearted and forced his will.
"You happy there?" Anitha turned her head to hear Master Nan's half-dreaming question.
"I'm happy, sir, even if my life is not as good as near you." Mr. Nan couldn't bear to not shuffle Anitha's hair hearing Anitha's innuendo reply. Anitha felt her heart suddenly thump.
Now they sit in a restaurant.
"Watch your food. Don't end up in the hospital, when your husband is here." Mr. Nan's attention was also full of insinuations.
Anitha could only squeeze the tip of her clothes. Although he was sure that mister Nan knew, there was a sense of unease when mister Nan said directly. Master Nan knew Anitha was uncomfortable, he regretted cornering Anitha.
"I'm sorry, I was just kidding."
"If you're honest, there's no need for you to run away and make a lot of people suffer because of you" said Mr. Nan to distract Anitha.
"I don't know Mister yet, I think mister arrogant. I suddenly didn't want to be cooped up and be meaningless."
"Is that your only reason?" Mr. Nan investigated.
"I'm sure it's not just that?" Mr. Nan again conveyed his assumptions when he saw the doubt on Anitha's face.
Anitha was silent. Mr. Nan was forced to reopen his voice. "I will not interfere in your affairs. I was just curious when without the wind you ran away. That's all it is!" Mr. Nan said flatly.
Anitha weighed, she knew it was curious. "All right, I'm telling you. When I met him in Singapore, it reminded me of all my injuries. I suddenly felt like I could not accept their treatment with me. I want revenge. I wonder what made him change drastically for me. If I stay by Master's side I can't know and endless in curiosity. I think the best way is to get closer to her, and I can't do anything about being locked up in your house."
Mr. Nan could not believe his plan had missed far from what he had planned. Now there is no other way but to follow Anitha's steps.
"Ohhh so. Alright. Let's go eat.
As he was about to part, Mr. Nan said, "Call Allea if there is time. Allea loves you very much. He always asks where you are.
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