101 Days To Be Your Partner
Chapter 20

Ms. Meilan felt a little astonished by her friend's behavior because she had been watching Quin and Angga.

"Zah, what's up? Let's samperin his future wife Angga. All I know," asked Ms. Meilan.

The two also approached Quin and Angga who looked cool chatting and occasionally throwing a smile.

"Honey," said Ms. Meilan.

"Well," said Angga and Quin simultaneously. However Quin was very surprised as he looked at Madame Zahirah. He also acted as calmly as possible.

He was afraid that his mother Damar would dismantle him if he stayed at Damar's house and became his son's personal assistant.

"Tante," said Angga, then kissed the back of Mrs Zahirah's hand.

"Darling, Mama wants to know you with your close friend. Who knew you could be business friends" said Ms. Meilan.

Quin simply nodded with a bitter smile.

"Zah, this is Quin. This is Miss Zahirah" said Ms. Meilan introducing the two.

"Mrs .." said Quin, then bowed a little as a sign of respect and reached out to shake Lady Zahirah's hand.

Actually this child is polite, good attitude and friendly. I don't know why I don't like it and doubt it a little.

Madame Zahirah. He also welcomed Quin's hand but still with a flat face.

"Tante, Mah, we stay first huh. Me and Quin went inside first," Angga's permission while linking his fingers with Quin's.

Again Madam Zahirah continued to look at Quin and Angga who had gone away.

"May have Quin and Angga been engaged for a long time?" ask lady Zahirah. "You didn't invite me anyway?"

"Yes, it's been a year. Actually this month they should have married, but Quin asked to step down again until next year. The reason is that he is still not ready and afraid if his marriage fails like his late mother," explained Ms Meilan. " I invited you, but you're a family abroad at the time."

Madam Zahirah just shook to hear the explanation of her friend. A second later he said, "Yes, you're right. Damar was still undergoing treatment at the time and had just come home a month ago" he said.

Time kept turning precisely at nine o'clock the party was getting lively, but Quin was already looking restless want to go home soon.

Sometimes he glanced at Al who was busy chatting with Altaf in the living room while giggling. He and Angga were near the swimming pool.

"Honey, let's go to the rooftop for a second," Angga asked.

"It's okay ..." Quin just complied and then followed the steps of Angga who continued to hold his hand towards the rooftop.

Upon arrival at the home rooftop, Angga had prepared food and drinks for both of them.

But somehow Quin felt bad right away. "I don't feel so good like this? Is Angga planning something? Duuuh .. How should I do this?"

Quin nodded and glanced at Angga who kept smiling at him. "Darling ... let's eat first," she said with a meaningful smile.

Staring at the meaningful smile of the fiancee, Quin felt even more uneasy. But inevitably he just obeyed and sat in the chair that had been prepared.

Calm down, Quin. Everything's gonna be fine.

By being forced to eat food that has been served and looks really uploading taste. But when his eyes were directed toward the wine, he became suspicious if the drink might have been laced with sleeping pills or high-dose stimulant drugs.

Once he finished eating his food, Quin chose to grab a glass of water and sipped it and left only a little.

"Darling, don't you want to try the wine?" ask Angga.

Quin shook his lips with a napkin.

"Byeah," said Quin. Because he did not want Angga to suspect he also grabbed a glass of wine and then shook the object before he finally gulped in half.

"Hows it? Wine was mama's message directly from abroad," explained Angga.

"Well, but don't be long" said Angga, smiling at Quin.

"Let's go, one second," quin said. Without a second thought, Angga circled the table and approached Quin.

"Darling ...thank you for the dishes and the wine I love so much" whispered Quin and then kissed Angga's cheeks and lips. "Don't go anywhere wait for me here until I get back, I still want to enjoy that wine with you" she said in a sensual tone.

"Well," Angga replied with a perfectly fluffy smile.

After that Quin left him and accelerated his steps down the stairs. Instead of going to the bathroom, he went straight downstairs.

Damn it!!! Angga, you are really outrageous. You might want to set me up.

Quin grumbled in his heart and walked over to Al, who was still chatting with Altaf.

He approached her and whispered something. "Al, let's go home now and drive me to Damar's. I don't feel okay. My head is getting heavier" he whispered.

Al just nodded then looked at Altaf.

"Sir Altaf, me and Al go home first, yes" said Quin.

"Well, you guys be careful, yeah" Altaf said with a smile.

While Angga who is still in the rooftop looks continue to smile meaningfully and as if satisfied.

An hour earlier he had already asked some maids to prepare food in that place. Not to forget also he asked that his drink on a sleeping pill so that Quin would slowly feel dizzy and sleepy.

The idea is quite brilliant, because it is not wine that contains sleeping drug powder but water. Quin certainly would not suspect if the water is the one that has been mixed sleeping pills but not wine.

"Quin, tonight you must be mine. Only in this way will our marriage accelerate. I'm not willing if you love Damar even any man" he murmured.

While Quin and Al who were currently on their way home seemed to have a small chat.

"Al take me to Jalan xxxx no 36," said Quin while massaging his forehead and nose because he felt increasingly dizzy. "Al, speeding can't be?!" the upset.

"It's speeding, you're the one who feels slow," ledek Al then chuckled.

Quin clucked while closing his eyes.

"Fuck, what does he think can fool me? I'm not as stupid as you think Angga is" he growled.

Shortly afterwards his vehicle entered the parking lot of Damar.

"Al, thank you. Tomorrow I'll call you before I pick me up" Quin said, opening the car door.

"Nr ..."

Without a second thought, Quin quickly walked up to the door and opened it. Regardless of Bi Yuni and Naira he continued to accelerate his steps up the stairs.

All he had in mind was to immediately lay his head on the padded pillow.

Upon arriving on the second floor, he immediately opened the room door and re-locked it. Even his party wallet he just threw.

Because it was impatient, he immediately threw his body on the bed without taking off the heels that were still attached to his feet.

"Quin!" his Damar. He closed his laptop and stared fixedly at Quin from toe to head.

"Looks like he's in the wrong room," muttered Damar then chuckled at Quin's face with his eyes closed tight and even motionless.

Yes, Quin was in Damar's room. He thought the room he entered was his room but he had the wrong address.

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