101 Days To Be Your Partner
Chapter 64

"Quin," said Al, then approached him and sat down on the chair opposite him.

"Hmmm," he answered lazily.

"What's wrong? Why is your face so tangled?" ask Al.

"Nothing," he straightened up and straightened his body. "What's Al?" continues asking.

"In two hours we have a meeting with Altaf's brother and Karin's brother in his office" explained Al.

"Hmm ... well, remind me later," quin said.

"Well, then I go down again" Al gave permission and left him in the room.

After Al, Quin chose to go to the gallery and then pay attention to one by one the clothes in the gallery.

After a few minutes, he stood right in front of the big glass while staring at the reflection of himself on the glass and then smiled smugly.

"Quin, what a shame on your life" he said with a mocking smile. Mocking himself. "But this is life. Enjoy and just live it," she said again with a breath, for some reason her feelings suddenly turned sad and wanted to cry.

Before actually leaving the house, Quin had heard the debate between Damar and Zahirah.

Quin was bowed lethargic along with the fall of two clear crystals from his two eyes.

"Damar .. Why do you have to defend me in such a way? I am nothing to you. I don't want you to be the son of a dissident just for defending me" she exclaimed in a trembling voice.

Map ... tap .. tap .. tap .. tap ...

The sound of someone's footsteps was heard so clearly was stepping towards him. Instantly he lifted his face.

"Damar," he softly looked at the front of the glass and saw the reflection of the tall and athletic man stepped closer to him.

Quin turned his body around and wiped his tears. Without a word Damar immediately grabbed his body and buried his chin at the top of his head

"Why did you come here and not go straight to your office?"

Damar shook his head, only shaking his head.

"I'm worried about you. I know you heard all my debates with my mama, "inner Damar.

Quin slightly pushed that muscular chest and then looked up at him.

"Room."

"What's wrong?" saith. "It's still morning, Quin. But why does this pretty face even look moody," he said while stroking the girl's cheek.

"It's okay, I just remembered my late mother," she lied.

That's not the reason, but you. Why do you defend me and oppose and fight your mother? If we know the end will be like this, we better not know each other.

Quin blamed himself.

"Really?" ask Damar even if he knows Quin is lying.

"Hmm ... Go back to the office, I'm fine," he said, then smiled.

"All right."

"Let me drive to the front of the boutique" Quin bargained as he held his arm and invited him to leave the gallery.

Shortly after being in front of the boutique, Quin again tidied up the suit wrapped in Damar's body.

"I'm leaving, yes" whispered Damar, then kissed Quin's cheek and chuckled.

"The room!!" at once protested.

Damar just chuckled, ignored his upset face then opened the car door and then blinked one eye tempting Quin.

"Basar Casanova," he poked his lips after Damar closed the door.

After that, he went back to the boutique.

He also approached Al, Gisha and Jihan who seemed to be still busy.

"Girls" she said, then sat down on the couch.

"What's wrong?" al asked and then took a quick glance at him.

"What if tonight, we're clubbing" Quin said.

Al, Gisha and Jihan looked at each other.

"Tumben" said Jihan.

"Hmm .. After all we haven't been clubbing together for a long time" Quin said.

"Yes right," said Gisha and then poked Al's waist.

"What the hell?" al protest. " Quin .. are you okay? Usually if you invite clubbing, it means your mind is in a mess" Al said. "What I'm worried about is if you drink yourself drunk" he concluded.

Quin shrugged his shoulders and eyebrows together.

"By the way, what bar are we going in tonight?" ask Al.

"The Bautista Club."

"Hm ... Why not," he said casually.

Jihan, Al and Gisha looked at him like they were going to interrogate him.

"Why are you guys looking at me like that?" his pedicab. "Calm down, I'll pay later" he continued, chuckling.

All three were just head bobbles staring at him.

"Al, let your car be taken with Jihan and Gisha. You're the same as me" Quin suggested.

"Ok .. no problem," said Al.

After that, they resumed their work that had been delayed. It didn't feel like two hours had passed.

"Quin, it's ten o'clock past thirty minutes" Al said as he patted his eel. "God, we almost forgot that there was an appointment with Altaf and Karin's brother" he said.

"Yes, you wait for me in the car. I'll go upstairs and get the bag, "he ordered.

"All right," said Al and prepared some files.

Five minutes later, Quin and Al finally left the boutique and headed to the Altaf Group.

After about thirty minutes of driving, the two of them finally arrived at the company.

A moment after being inside the elevator, the two seemed to have a small chat and occasionally laughed before it finally opened.

"We go straight to the meeting room. You see, Altaf's brother asked us to go into the room" Al said.

"Ok" said Quin.

Once the two were in the doorway, Quin first knocked on the door and opened it.

"Sister," she said.

"Ah, Quin, Al y'all have come," she replied with a smile and walked over to him.

"I'm sorry, brother, we're late" Quin said. "Sister Karin, where?" ask Quin.

"She's been to her husband's office" Altaf explained. "But take it easy, our meeting continues" he continued, allowing Quin and Al to sit down. "Can we start the meeting now?"

"Yes" said Quin and Al alternately.

"Quin, next week about ten models who take up residence in my agency will attend a fashion show in Singapore" Altaf said.

"Then?" ask Quin.

"I want you to be the fashion designer for those models later" Altaf explained.

"How long will we be there?" ask Quin.

"About five days. Three days for the fashion show and the rest of the two days we take time to walk in the city" explained Altaf.

"Waaah .. when else can we get a free vacation, Quin. It just so happens that Big Boss of this model agency wants to take us there," Al joked.

Altaf only chuckled at Al's chirping.

"Ok well, I agree," Quin chimed in with a smile. "Is there anything else besides that?"

"I think it's enough" replied Altaf.

Shortly after, an OB delivered them drinks and placed a cup of warm coffee on the table.

"Please sir, Miss," said the OB and left the meeting room.

"Quin, Al let's drink his coffee," Altaf bargained and sipped his coffee.

"Thanks Brother" said Quin and Al alternately and sipped his coffee.

"Oh yeah, it'll be lunchtime soon. What if we had lunch together" Altaf said.

"By me, brother," said Al. Quin nodded in agreement.

"We had lunch at one of the European restaurants only, precisely in La Quartier," proposed Altaf.

"Maybe, too" said Quin and went back to sipping his coffee.

After being in the meeting room for about an hour, they left the meeting room to the elevator to take them down to the company lobby.

"Al, Quin we have one car," Altaf said shortly after the three exited the elevator.

"Alright," Quin replied with a smile.

As soon as the three sat in the car seat, Altaf started the engine of his car and slowly started leaving his office, heading for the restaurant in question.

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