We Finally Married!

Fuckin' numbers

Thirteen April

Arnav is still staying at Namira's house and this time is getting ready for the office.

"The hope is done. Arnav, Firda, let's have breakfast!" Bring Namira.

Arnav did not budge and left. That made Namira upset.

"If hitchhiking at people's houses, be polite a little dong!" Namira insinuates Arnav.

The man did not care and went straight to the office.

Is he angry? Namira bathes herself.

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Arriving at Arnav's office looks tangled especially he must look at Prita. One thing that made her happy was when Riyan had already disappeared from this office.

Tama and the King who saw Arnav's face bent, came straight to him before the briefing.

"What's wrong?" Ask Tama.

"Women are hard to guess. If they think badly about something how do they change it?" Arnav asks Tama for her opinion.

"Yes, just show me the truth, right?" Answer Tama casually.

That doesn't make Arnav satisfied.

"Prepare the car, we prospect to the branch office area. I want to see Pratama." Arnav's Order.

Finish their briefing directly to the branch office.

"You regional prospects, I'd like to meet Pratama first." Arnav.

"Lho Nav's! Tumben's here with no news!" Pratama smiled happily.

"Well, men are all here?" Chirp Arnav.

"Why indeed? It means your wives can be at home." Answer the entire Pratama.

"I want a story. I'm getting married in a week. Here's the invitation for you."

"Namira's? This is my Namira admin first?" Pratama was shocked to not believe.

Arnav nods. He told everything to Pratama.

"Namira is unique. Maybe it was because of the past that shaped him into self-awareness and build a high defense. I think your fault is the deal. She's scared that after she likes you, she lets go of her defense, you suddenly bring up the deal." Pratama Terang.

"Try me to talk to him again." Arnav resigned.

"Perhaps his heart. He feels you never defended him in public, in front of him. From now on protect her blatantly. Whoever it is either Dilla or Prita, refuse firmly." Premonition advice with his smile.

"Dilla's my friend since Primary school!" Sela Arnav's.

"Men and women don't have good friends. If that goes for Namira, how do you feel?" Pratama back fishing Arnav.

"You're right!" Tymphal Arnav's. After thanking him, he returned to the headquarters.

"That person could also be weakly weary. It's because of women." Grunts Adrian.

Pratama just laughed hearing Adrian grumbling.

***

Arriving at the office, Dilla waited for Arnav.

"Nav, did you know that Riyan was mutated?" Ask the woman.

"Yes. I-i know. What's up?" Arnav starts to keep his distance from Dilla.

"My advice you be careful too Nav! It could be that you were mutated! Oh yeah, is Novi allowed to come to your wedding?" Ask Dilla with a sweet smile.

"Can. I no longer have any feelings for him. You can also bring your girlfriend." Arnav said as he sat down at his desk.

"Haha! Not to be spit. I still don't have a boyfriend." Dilla Seru.

"Why? Do you expect a man to propose to you like I did to Namira?" Arnav replied arrogantly.

"Yes. If you can not be like you. But you." Speak approaching.

Arnav was shocked.

"Handering Nav! Duh, seriously you!" Reply Dilla while laughing.

Arnav fell silent and thought about what Pratama said about men and women who could not possibly be friends.

This incident was photographed by Prita and sent to Namira.

Namira seemed confused by the identity of the sender of the message. When viewed by her profile picture, that person was Prita.

What the hell do you want this guy? Namira muttered. He also did not bother and chose to see Prita.

***

Arnav arrives at Namira's house and finds his future wife dressed up.

"Where are you? I'm taking it." Tawar Arnav's.

"No need for a mas. It's a woman's business. If I'm not texting you an hour from now, that means I need help." Namira Assert.

"Well, we'll install an app first to track where you are later." Arnav instantly sets up an app to track Namira's whereabouts.

"Be careful!" Arnav stroked Namira's hair as he was determined to show his protection and attention blatantly according to Pratama's proposal.

"Hello." Arnav answers a call from Farhan.

"Sir, the car that grazed Namira is known to belong to Frans." Terang Farhan's.

"Where is my address?" Arnav tried to dig deeper.

"Jalan Pemuda gang 5 number 12. Maybe he has a car rental business." Farhan.

"Okay, thank you." Reply Arnav.

The phone is also turned off. Arnav pats Firda's shoulder playing an online game.

"Can you hang out with me for a second?" Ask Arnav.

"Where's mas?" Firda answered without looking.

"Being a detective." Arnav. They put on their jackets and left.

***

"What is Prita's mba?" Namira arrives at cafe M and sits in front of Prita.

"Please message. I'm paying for it." Prita Resolute.

"No need to mba. I was scared like the one on television news. Poisoned cyanide." Reply Namira lightly.

Prita stared in disbelief.

"Have you received the message I sent you? You should be more careful of him than I am." Ketus Prita's.

"I'm just trying to be careful with everyone. I'll order a snack that's already served in the storefront." Namira went out of her chair and ordered a snack.

"So what's the point with me?" Namira said as she stuffed a piece of red velvet into her mouth.

"Now I know you're getting married to Arnav." Said firmly.

Namira chokes, but he hasn't ordered a drink.

"Who told you not to order a drink? This time not dead from cyanide but from choking." Prita said cynically.

"Mas, ask for water!" Namira cried to the waiter.

He went to the waiter's kitchen to make sure no substances were added to his drink.

"Well, mba Prita. Let's continue. So it's true I'm getting married to Arnav's mas." He said after his throat was not blocked by food.

"I know. Don't need to be confirmed. What's the reason you got married? You pregnant?" Prita asked with a contemptuous look.

"Ohuk.." Namira chokes again.

"Dude, amit-amit! Not mba! Just ask Arnav!" Namira Gerrutu.

"Arnav hates me now because of Riyan's words." Prita Gumam.

"Oh, it turns out that men and women can't be friends. Must be one of those who keeps the flavor." Namira muttered to herself.

"Whatchu mean? Riyan has now been mutated and we have no feelings whatsoever!" Prita Resolute.

"I mean that's Mba Prita and mas Arnav!" Namira Protest.

"Why are you married?!?" Prita starts to get emotional because the question is not answered.

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