
Al shrugged his shoulders and eyebrows simultaneously when Adrian glanced at him. After that, the talkative man continued his steps.
"Even if Quin belongs to that bastard, he's not necessarily going to go on. What Quin was thinking about right now was a way to get away from him."
Adrian stopped his steps and turned around.
"You mean?"
"Think of it yourself" replied Al and soon passed by Adrian.
Adrian just shook his head with a hanging answer from Al. "Freak girl" he muttered while following Al in front.
Shortly after they approached, Damar again asked Adrian to photograph him with Quin leaning against the guardrail.
"Hmmm .. looking not bad. But it looks good" Quin said, then chuckled.
"Quin's."
"Hm ..."
"I'll bring you here again in the autumn" Damar said.
"It can be .. but even if I'm not busy" Quin said.
"Busy is not busy, you just have to want to," said Damar.
"What!! You're a forcible and I reject it" Quin protested.
"Remember ..you are still under contract with me," Damar chuckled and won a lot.
Quin immediately narrowed his eyes and flicked his lips in annoyance at the man who was looking at him with a grimace.
The debate between Quin and Damar became a free spectacle for Adrian and Al.
"Quin!! Do you want to keep arguing?" ask Al.
Both Quin and Damar, both set their eyes on Al and Adrian who were sitting on the bench while staring at the two.
"Yes, Mom Al." Quin chuckled and then pushed Damar into his wheelchair.
"This, for you," said Adrian and gave both drinks.
"Thanks" said the two alternately.
The four of them returned to small talk and share with each other. Sometimes they laugh giggling at Quin's silly actions.
After spending about an hour in the park, they went to a nearby restaurant for lunch.
"Quin what do you want to order?" ask Al.
"As usual, ramen and yakitori drink mugicha."
"Waaahh, eat a lot of you, too" lamented Damar.
"Biarin .. after all, live only once. So ... enjoy what we want" Quin said, laughing.
Both Al, Damar and Adrian, all three can only shake their heads.
"Oh yeah, after lunch, me and Al permit ya."
"Lzin?" ask Damar.
"Hmm .. we want to go to the house of sister Juna. chances are we're home for the new afternoon. Yes, yes, Mr. Brew. Or you'd like to come too" Quin bargained.
Adrian and Damar looked at each other. Not without reason, because Arjuna really knows who he is let alone the older brother of Quin was friendly with doctor Fahry.
"Eeee .. no, Quin," declined Damar. "I'll allow it."
"Thanks yes" said Quin, smiling.
Shortly thereafter, their ordered food was delivered and served immediately.
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Angga Office ...
In the Angga workspace, it appears that Bu Fitri is chatting with his future daughter-in-law.
"Female, did you know Quin was overseas?"
"Yes Aunt. He said he had a job, but Quin didn't talk to me. Didn't even want to pick up a phone call from me" Angga explained with a disappointed look.
"There is no aunt. My relationship with Quin is fine. It's just that the past few days have changed somewhat."
Bu Fitri could only sigh. He could not do much considering Quin's violent and rebellious disposition. Even the girl did not hesitate to insinuate her in front of the crowd.
Silence for a moment before Bram finally knocked on the door and approached Angga.
"Sorry Sir, Mom. It's been disturbing," said Bram.
"It's okay, Bram. What's up?" ask Angga.
"Sir Denis just contacted me, with a message to see you at the xxxx restaurant" Bram replied.
"Well, I'll be there in a minute."
"There must be something he wants to say."
Angga nodded and then glanced at the camer.
"Alright, Aunt to the room Kinara first," said Bu Fitri and then immediately moved from his seat leaving Angga.
Angga just nodded and went up from the sofa and grabbed his suit in his chair. With long steps he headed for a special elevator.
Shortly after being in his car, he grumbled and again tried to contact Quin through the social media application.
Again he must be disappointed. This time it was an inactive one.
"Darling, what's wrong with you? Are you that angry with me? I just want us to get married! What a hard thing," he said while gripping the steering wheel of his car.
Thirty minutes later, he finally arrived at the restaurant and quickly met Denis at one of the tables where he was.
"Bro, sorry. You know, this hour must be jammed," explained Angga then landed his ass on the dining table chair.
"I'ts Ok," Denis chimed in with a thin grin but implied meaning.
Angga scrunched his forehead. "Why?" ask Angga.
"I have news that will surprise you.I don't know if you can hold back your emotions or not" Denis replied.
"Ck .. always so," decak Angga lazily and then burned his cigarette.
"I'd like to ask you before. Are you and Quin okay? I mean, isn't your relationship in trouble?" ask Denis full search along with a meaningful grin.
"You think?" Angga blows his cigarette smoke violently and calls waiters.
After ordering the lunch menu, Angga looked back at Denis. "Sounds like there's something you want to say. To the point only," urged Angga.
"I'm not sure you'll be able to calm down if you see this." Denis hung up his words.
"Ck ... What the hell?!" the decision was upset.
Denis handed his phone to Angga. "Look," Denis sighed with a grin.
Angga grabbed the flat object and looked at it.
"What!!!" snarl. His blood immediately boiled. I want it to feel like he slammed the flat object if he does not remember the bendanit belongs to Denis.
"This was just uploaded," he hissed and tightened his jaw. "You lied to me?!" furious Angga.
Seeing the veil of Angga Denis's annoyance provoked Angga a little.
"Is Quin close to Damar? Looks like they're on vacation. Moreover, as far as I'm concerned quin never misses spring in Japan," Denis' stove.
Angga just shut up. His fist was enough to prove how furious the man was.
"So this is why you went abroad because you wanted to be with Damar? The reason is because of work. Didn't even contact me or give me any news," his mind was so furious.
His mind started to get confused, remembering Quin who suddenly changed and postponed their marriage.
Without thinking, Angga immediately contacted a special number that Quin used if he was in Japan
"Please .. pick up your phone baby," he said.
While Denis just stared at his best friend with a thin grin.
"What's wrong with those two?" denis murmured in his heart.
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