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We're not that familiar

"The betul is where it is?" ask Hanum. Alex lazily answers Hanum's question which needs no answer. He pulled his car over in front of a very large house, without saying much.

"Waahh, from the outside it looks like an ordinary house, it turns out that the inside of the studio is complete." Hanum clucked in admiration.

"Hi, Hanum you finally arrived. I've been waiting for you to worry, because your phone can't be reached." Arthur kindly greeted the newly-entered Hanum, not caring about a surly-faced man, standing behind the woman he had greeted.

"Hurry up and get your business done, and then go home soon" Alex said in a voice that he deliberately hardened.

"Ow, something's between her looks. Introduce me Arthur, the photographer and owner of this studio," said Arthur proudly as he reached out.

Alex deliberately did not immediately welcome the hand of Arthur. He let a few seconds of the hand hang until the look of Arthur's face changed, then Alex clasped his hand back and called his name with a flat and cold tone, "Alexander Putra Prasojo."

Hanum was a little surprised and briefly raised his eyes, as Alex mentioned the full name as if he was affirming something.

"You? ...." Arthur hangs up the question sentence, hoping to be continued by Hanum or Alex to answer his curiosity.

"We are friends, I didn't meet on purpose when I was waiting for an online taxi" Hanum said quickly.

Alex tightened his jaw, he was ready to answer but lost quickly with Hanum.

"Oww, thank goodness. Thank you for driving Hanum, sir," said Arthur kindly, "Let's go Hanum, do it first" asked Arthur.

"Mmm, I can pu---"

"I'm waiting for you to finish. Don't take it long," cut Alex fast.

"Please sit Mr. Alex, just as comfortable as you are. I'll bring you a drink for you." Alex did not respond to Arthur's friendly words, looking at the man he was lazy.

From a distance not too far away, he saw Hanum sitting in front of the glass. His wife was handled directly by two fairies. One man fixed his long brown hair, another swept a brush of make up to his wife's face.

Alex secretly observes the interaction between Arthur and Hanum. It turned out that the two were not only familiar when exchanging short messages, but also when meeting like this.

Hanum laughed very often as the man spoke, occasionally hitting Arthur on the shoulder. Looks like that guy used to make jokes.

A man who is humorous and friendly, very inversely proportional to his rigid and ketus.

Alex's mouth spontaneously opened as he saw Hanum coming out of the dressing room. With a face that has been perfectly and combined with a red dress with an open shoulder, in an instant Hanum transformed like a model.

Arthur and some of his employees, began preparing the property and products that Hanum would use.

Hanum occasionally laughed again as the smiling gentleman spoke. The man repeatedly directed the style then took aim at Hanum through a fantastically prized studio camera.

Alex was stunned when he saw Hanum's facial expression while stylized in front of the camera. As soon as Arthur aimed his camera, Hanum's facial expression instantly changed like a professional model.

Hanum, like a woman who has a thousand faces, can switch facial expressions in a very fast time.

"Please drink, sir." One of the employees put a cup of black coffee on the table.

Alex sighed, he wanted to ask for a change of warm tea, but he felt bad because this was not a restaurant.

The aroma of coffee is tempting and also because of thirst to encourage him to spend a cup of black coffee that was served.

"Mr is still here?" Alex opened his eyes when he heard Hanum's voice nearby.

Almost four hours he waited for this woman to take a photo shoot by changing costumes, making her sleepy. Apparently resisting sleepiness by drinking coffee does not apply to him.

"You expect me to leave?" cetus Alex stood up and fixed his crumpled shirt.

"I thought I went straight back to the office again."

"I told you, I'm waiting for you to finish." Without realizing Alex had changed his name from me, to me if talking to Hanum, "Now it's finished right? Let's go home" Alex said, opening the door and stepping outside.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Alex is not exactly the same as Mas Arthur."

"You, I have no business with him" said Alex flatly. Hanum stuck out his irritated tongue feeling Alex's words were arrogance.

"Why do you call that man Mas?" alex asked, after a while the car they were driving rolled down the road.

"Mas Arthur means that?"

"Yes," Alex said briefly with a snort of annoyance.

"Why don't you call me older?"

"Let's be more familiar" said Hanum, smiling.

"Akrabic? you with others try to get along, but with me your husband you call Father. Then you don't think we're familiar?" alex asked as if he didn't realize what he was saying.

"Aren't we not familiar, sir?"

Alex had opened his mouth wide to answer Hanum's question, but finally closed it back to realize his question looked stupid.

"Why did you introduce me as a friend? am I your husband? are you ashamed to have a husband like me?" Alex kept flocking him with questions as if he was not satisfied.

"I'm not ashamed to be the wife of the Father, even grinning. It has been a shame to have a wife like me. After all, I may not be your wife. So no need to bother explaining about the reasons for separating, after all other than the family of the Father and the future wife of the Father, no one knows if I married the Father. So you don't have to worry," said Hanum at length.

Alex rubbed his ears in turn. Her ears were itchy when the word Father was repeatedly pronounced Hanum.

"Which wife-to-be do you mean?"

"The Strange One, who was supposed to be Father's wife, but I fell first hehehehe" Hanum chuckled softly.

"Why did you ever change Ane's file?" Alex only realized all this time, he never asked directly the reason Hanum did that. He did not care who his future wife was.

"Because I used to love you, Father" said Hanum blushed.

"Had you??"

"Yes, first." Alex wanted to ask further if he still likes him now, but dropped out because he was embarrassed.

Alex chooses to be quiet instead of looking stupid in front of Hanum. Suddenly his stomach ached like in re*mas-re*mas.

"Sick father?" hanum asked worriedly to see Alex's temple sweating coldly with a face that held back pain.

Alex shook his head. Although his intestines felt dancing inside his stomach, he did not want to look weak in front of Hanum.

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Don't know each other, never meet. The Universe is leading you. That's destiny, no one ever knows how to go forward. About the soul mate there are colored, some are dark, some are full of seriousness and some are full of laughter.

Shazfa Aiysha Humaira or often called Sasa, a student who has three friends namely Safia (Cow), Fathulila (Patul), and Fifa (Pipa). Not a friend his name, if not change his best friend's name.

Shazfa fell in love with an Ustadz named Sakha. But alas, fate says otherwise because Ustadz Sakha was betrothed to Patul. Converting is a difficult thing until finally comes a man with a gallant want to marry her. The man he did not know before, did not say hello but it turned out to be his destiny.

Yes, that is Destiny. So who is that handsome man?