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Lunches

"Why You??" William was surprised by Jonathan's spontaneous reaction.

"Ngapain asked for my assistant's phone number?"

"Well, ain't it all right? how are you getting along?" William was amused.

"You are famous for playing with women, and Jamilah does not deserve you to be the next candidate."

"Are you really? instead you are worse, today the same road Bella night send a message with her sister Della, who is crazy. I'm gonna change girls, but seriously I'm not ghosting doang." Jonathan was only silent at the lecture from his friend, because it was true that his behavior among the women of his acquaintance was like that.

"May I ask this?" William rubbed Jonathan on the shoulder with his cell phone. He still absorbed William's words into his brain, it turns out his behavior has been very outrageous.

"Ga." Jonathan shook his head firmly.

"Ciiyeee, I think someone likes it."

"No! I just want to protect my employees." Jonathan ate his oxtail soup to cover his nerves.

"Yes, if you don't want to thank me, I can also ask for my own. I asked through you actually, for appreciating you as the leader." Jonathan grew increasingly uneasy with William's words.

"I took a taxi online" Jonathan said as they finished eating.

"Well, why? I'm not bothered anymore. I'm back at the office, too."

"Ga, ga, ga! I turned myself in, tuh." Jonathan pointed to an online object that was heading towards the two of them. Secretly during the meal, he had already ordered an ojek in his online application.

"Ottom? tumens. Why not taxi online??" William gawked as the friend wore a helmet handed over by the driver, "That's what?" william asked again, pointing at a plastic bag in Jonathan's hand.

"Ga've seen people wrap food in restaurants?" cetus Jonathan was upset.

"Did?"

"Bye, bye! walk, sir." Jonathan patted the driver's shoulder.

Arriving at Jonathan's office walked quickly to Alex's room. While passing Cimoy's table, the woman smiled broadly at the sight of her boss' sister carrying a plastic bag with the inscription of the name of a luxury restaurant.

"Prince Mr. Jo, lunch is over, yes" he said flirtatiously.

"Resid boker!" ketus.

"It certainly isn't for you" Jonathan said as he opened the door to his room. But when he was just a step inside, his steps slowed down to see his Papa sitting at the meeting table facing Jamilah.

"Papa."

"Hm." As usual Mr. Beni only responded with a short mutter.

"What's up, Pa?" ask Jonathan carefully.

"Ga there's nothing. Papa said you wanted to take lunch, but said your assistant, you went to lunch with William," said Mr. Beni with emphasis said the assistant who sounded like he was mocking him.

"Yes, Papa come out first." Mr. Beni stood up from his seat, "Thank you, Jamilah has been with me chatting," said Mr. Beni who was responded with a smile by Jamilah.

"My old man was here? what were you talking about?" Jonathan strafed Jamilah with questions after Mr. Beni came out of his room.

"Old ga. Mr. Beni just asked the name, education, in what kind of job love Mr. Jonathan continues to have known before ga."

"So you tell me I hit your bike?"

"Yes, ain't nothing, is it?" His face began to look panicked.

Jonathan seemed to think for a while and smiled slightly, "What the hell, no problem I think, I'm responsible anyway, right?"

"Yes I also said, Mr. Jonathan did not intentionally and directly compensate me for my loss."

"Pinterrrr .. This is for you." Jonathan pulled out a plastic bag filled with mango juice.

"This is for me?" Jamilah's eyes seemed to sparkle unexpectedly.

"Yeah." Yeah." Jonathan's smile grew increasingly visible to the eyes of his milk girl.

"Sir, I'm sorry I can continue lunch? it was only half, Mr. Beni came in."

"Yeah, please." Jonathan's smile disappears as Jamilah opens his lunch. There was only white rice and an omelet cut in half.

Jonathan immediately turned his face away so that Jamilah would not feel ashamed of his food. It feels like Jonathan wants to spit out all his fancy lunch menu with William earlier.

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