You're My Mouse

Alan's Plan

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"You mean dad, me?" Layla pointed to herself, after looking back.

"There's no way I'm asking Nusi to move to the back seat!" alan grumbled with a ketus.

Lazily arguing with Alan who did not want to know the word lose, Layla finally obeyed.

Layla said without looking at Alan's face, who had been watching him, "Is this really true, boss?" Layla put her seat belt on her body.

The more you look closely, why the more beautiful? Ah Sialll, what's wrong with me!

Alan turned his attention, "Nusi Road! What are you waiting for!" murmur Alan.

"This is also my way, sir" said Nusi who began to drive his car leaving the parking lot of the Ardiansyah group building.

A few minutes later, the three of them walked together to enter a restaurant that was quite luxurious, in the area that was quite famous and elite.

A male servant approached Alan, "Excuse me sir, is this father with Mr. Alan and Mr. Nusi?" ask him kindly.

"Yes, right." replied Alan.

"So you follow me. Mr. Aska has opened a private place, for you since a few hours ago!" smith again.

The three followed the instructions of the waiter, until a room, the waiter opened the door.

"Please wait inside, sir!" he said that left the room.

Alan circulated his gaze to every corner of the room, "Quite classy also this restaurant, the taste of Mr. Aska can not be underestimated." praise Alan for prospective colleagues.

Alan pulled out a chair for Layla to sit on, but Layla sat down instead on another chair.

Nusi who saw it immediately told Layla, "You sit on the chair pulled Mr. Alan! Don't make Alan angry!" nusi said with a little emphasis.

"Yes yes, bring it!" Layla returns to the rhyme and sits in Alan's chair.

Alan sits himself next to Layla, while Nusi is on the other side of Layla.

"Are we gonna be here a long time, sir?" ask Layla to Alan.

"Don't know, even the person we want to meet has not come, you have dared to ask.. long or not, not very professional!" groused Alan.

Layla looked at Alan with a difficult look at it, not me who wanted to see Aska, but you were Alan. Why is the effect so I. People want to see Mr. Aska! Strange guy.

Chequek.

A handsome, charismatic looking man entered the private room with a beautiful woman following him.

"Sorry, it has made you wait a long time" he said by shaking the hand of Alan, who stood up to greet the new person.

"We haven't been here long, either, Mr. Aska!" exclaim Alan.

"Well, apparently there's a beautiful woman here too. Hello Miss, sorry to have you waiting for kama!!" aska shook Layla's hand.

"I'm not waiting for you, but my boss is waiting for you!" layla exclaimed with a pull of her hand, as Aska was about to kiss Layla's fingers.

Alan squinted when he saw Aska disrespect Layla.

Alan immediately pulled Layla's hand, making her move away from Aska, "Can we just go straight, to talk about work!" said Alan.

"Well, time is money!" aska exclaimed with a gaze that continued to lead to Layla.

Alan touched Layla's two shoulders, and sat her down on the chair, where Layla had sat before.

Layla looked at Alan sitting on the chair, why do I feel like Alan is trying to protect me?

The meeting went pretty hard, one hour, two hours, three hours was already gone.

Alan and Aska shake hands, whichever time the meeting reaches to the agreement.

Alan immediately stepped up from his seat, "You're so sorry, Mr. Aska! See you again at the next meeting." explained Alan.

"Wouldn't we have lunch together first, Mr. Alan!" Aska rolled her eyes at Layla, "Miss Kasian, it's lunch time right!" aska said again.

"No thanks! Come on sir, we're back in the office!" Layla pulls on Alan's suit sleeve.

"Excuse me, sir!" Alan left the meeting room clasping Layla's wrist, no rejection from Layla.

Arriving in the car, Alan leaned back on the back of the chair, noticing Layla who seemed to look for objects in every blezer pocket and skirt she wore.

"What are you looking for, Layla?" ask Alan gently.

"Anu sir, I'm looking for my phone!" layla said by trying to show her calm face.

Alan grinned, he must want to contact Amer, this time you won't be able to have lunch with your wife Amer. But you'll spend the rest of your time with Melisa! You're gonna lose Layla forever!

Alan stared intently at Nusi, giving orders through his eyes.

Ciiiiit.

Layla frowned, "Why did you pull the car over, Mr Nusi?"

"I have to check the tires, I think I stepped on something." Nusi went straight out of the car.

He walked to the rear wheel of the car, leaned over and began to carry out the action, in accordance with Alan's orders and plans.

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While elsewhere.

Amer waited in the hotel lobby, trying to call Layla's phone number many times.

"Where are you, Layla, why don't you answer my call!" gerutu Amer who did not visit as well, answered his phone call by Layla.

Amer got up from his seat, trying to ask the receptionist.

"Sorry Miss, don't you know where your boss went? There might be a meeting outside!" amer said as he stood in front of the reception desk.

"Sorry sir, we don't know. Why don't you just ask Alan or his assistant" suggested one of the receptionist.

"Yes too! Why don't you think of me!" gumam Amer's.

"Yes, thank you!" Amer immediately left the reception desk, walking towards his car, which was parked in the parking lot of the Ardiansyah group building.

"Where is Miss Layla, sir? Ko's not with Amer sir?" ask Jojo sir, when Amer sits himself in the back seat of the car.

"Layla's not in place, Jo sir. Let's just walk, Jo!" exclaim Amer asked Jojo to die from the Ardiansyah group building.

Mr. Jojo did what Amer asked, "Where are we going now, sir?" ask Jojo, who doesn't know where he's going.

"You go first! I'll try to contact Mr. Alan." murmured Amer.

Amer stuck a flat object in his ear, waiting for Alan to answer his phone call.

The machine operator who answers his phone call.

[ "The phone number you're on is off or out of reach, please call a few more moments!" ]

Amer tries to call Nusi's phone number, Alan's assistant. Amer's face was increasingly covered in annoyance, when his call was answered by the operator's machine.

["The phone number you are going to. is either inactive or out of reach. Please call me a few more seconds." ]

Amer threw the flat object in annoyance, "Aaah sialll, where did they take Layla! What are they doing to Layla!"

Mr. Jojo who saw it did not dare to make a sound, just rolled his eyes at the rearview mirror, looking at his employer's face.

Gosh what else is this now, don't let anything happen to Miss.

Bugh.

Ciiits.

Instantly, Jojo stepped on the brake pedal, when the car he was driving home hit something, which was in front of his car.

Amer frowned, "What's what, sir?" ask Amer to the driver.

"Sorry sir, it looks like I hit someone" Jojo said.

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