Victim
31.Furqon
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"What are you doing near the pool?, do you want to swim? " ask the man who helped Intan ketus. Drying her hair with a towel.
Intan was just silent and lowered his head not daring to look or answer.
"Hey, are you deaf and dumb. Just bother" he said as he passed
"Sorry sir, I was just blown away by your swimming pool" Intan replied with a slight shout.
The man approached Intan.
"if you can't swim, don't approach the pool. Look at the aftermath" The man spread his arms out showing his soaking wet state.
"This is the dress I had to wear at the wedding. Now wet, what am I supposed to wear there? where the 1-hour event starts. " Submit the man with annoyance.
Intan stood up from his seat
"Sorry sir, I don't mean to mess up your wedding either"
the man scrunched his eyebrows
"I'm here to deliver a bouquet of leftover bridal flowers"
Intan went inside and took the box that had been placed on the table, and handed it to the man.
"Once again I'm sorry.I'm sorry.." Intan will go but is blocked.
"Sorry sir, if asked for compensation I can not afford, maybe even my salary is not enough to replace it. " Inan began to shed tears out of fear.
"I'll change sir, but I'll take it. But please don't sue me" Intan started sobbing, she was scared and couldn't imagine going to jail again.
The man was increasingly astonished by Intan, moreover he was sobbing even more.
"Who will ask for compensation, let alone sue. I just want to ask you. I'm going home soaked"
"Please change your clothes first"
Intan raised her face towards the man.
"But "has not had time for Intan to say that the man told Intan to follow his assistant.
"Bik, take this girl to the lady's room. Give her a dress that suits her"
Intan, who was still amazed by the man's attitude, was taken to the 2nd floor and entered a large room.
"Bak change clothes with this" the maid gave a knee-length pink shirt with a strap accent on the waist. Complete with daleman.
"I live ya mbak" said the maid was friendly.
"Sorry mbak" called Intan as the maid was about to come out
"Yes, what's wrong? "
"What is my shirt? "
The maid smiled
"Mother, I'll just wash it off"
Intan rushed into the bathroom that had been shown by the maid.
Intan was blown away back by the bathroom in that room.
Its size is greater than Intan's inner contract
Intan watched the contents of the bathroom in amazement.
There is a bathub and also a shower inside the glass room. There is a sink with large glass and toiletries and body care.
Intan was awakened from her shock. Intan immediately changed her clothes, and tidied up her hair.
Intan came out of the room and went down to the ground floor. Under Intan saw the owner of the house standing back to Intan, it seemed like he was calling someone. Inner Diamond, Intan kept walking towards him.
As the man turned around he saw the Intan already in front of him. His eyes looked at Intan, as well as Intan he looked at the man intently.
They both feel something that travels through the body and ends up in the heart,. Makes excessive twitching effect on the heart.
Intan was stunned by the man in front of her, she was so perfect. Handsome and very cool with a white shirt with long sleeves and black material pants.
They looked at each other for a long time as if they did not want to escape. The man decided his gaze when the call sounded on his phone.
they looked at each other nervously. Intan looked down, while the man turned his gaze to the side.
"Yes! ok.. I already told Mr. Gun to deliver to the hotel. ok. later I will tell you"
the man ended his call.
"Mr Thank you for the help and the clothes and once again I'm sorry. Excuse me for going home" Intan said without seeing the man in front of him. Intan is still awkward.
"I'll take you to the boutique" said the man.
"It's okay, my goal is in line with Dewi's boutique. Come on I'm a little late" the man looked at his watch and walked first. Intan followed the man's quick steps
"Furqon.call me Furqon" the man who had the name Furqon was breaking the silence in the car.
Intan just stared at Furqon who was sitting next to him.
"Why you? whatis yourname? "asked Furqon turning to Intan for a moment.
" mm.. Sa-I Intan "answered Intan nervously
Furqon returned to look at Intan at a glance, then returned to the front. Furqon smiled.
" Is your name really Intan? "ask her again
" Yes sir, my name is Intan "
Furqon shook his head slowly while smiling
"It just so happens to be the same name" Furqon said again with a smile.
"His name? "Intan was a little surprised. But he remembered the name of the bride Intan, the same as him
" Yes, it just so happens that "the word Intan is slow, but it can still be heard Furqon. I don't know why there was a bit of disappointment in Intan, but he brushed it off.
" You know what? "ask Furqon guessing
" Know what? "
"I mean my word"
Intan raised his eyebrows not understanding.
"Same name" Furqon continued
"Just like the bride's name" Intan replied
"It just so happened that I read an order for a dress on behalf of Intan's mother" Intan continued
"Yes very coincidentally, Intan Furqon" Furqon chuckled to himself
"In this world there are indeed many of the same masters. Let alone the name, the face can be similar even if not brother" explained Intan.
"don't call me sir, the impression is that you're my employee" Furqon said.
"I'm sorry it's rude to have to call names. You look more mature than me"
Lukman smiles.
"What do you call me, if not sir"
Furqon emphasizes the master's name.
"All right I will call Brother Furqon aja" Intan said when the car stopped in front of the boutique.
"Once again sorry and Thank you very much"
Intan got out of the car and got in after Furqon's car left.
"Intan, just returned?." said Heni when Intan Jaya entered the boutique.
"Your shirt changed? " ask Heni again.
"Yes, I fell into the pool. Keep on leaping on this shirt"
"Wow Intan. know not the clothes you wear is exorbitant. This is the famous Designer's output" Heni twisted Intan's body.
"Basak is mbak? "
Heni nodded steadily
"I'm just on my pinjemin mbak. I'll be back when I wash it"
"What gave you this shirt the man who drove you earlier? "
"Dipinjemin mbak" errata Intan
"Yes, whatever, whatever,. But really that guy"
"Yes mbak. Her name is Furqon, if it's not her fault she's the groom"
"Lost dong your chance" Heni regretted
"Apaan sih mbak. There-there was aja" Intan became blushed himself, then he went into the room of the Goddess who had tapped her.
seriate....
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