ALITA'S SECRET
Chapter 6

"Where's this? Mr Arkan knows that guy?" Alita is restless considering someone from her past.

"What if he shows up here?"

Alita poured hot water on the glass to make tea.

"Allen.."

Shocked by the voice that called out to him..

"Aawww.a.."

His hands were in hot water.

"Gosh.." Arkan appears in the kitchen shocked to see Alita's hand red.

Alita bit her lips, enduring the pain.

Without speaking, Arkan pulled Alita's hand into the sink and washed it with cold water.

"Sorry sir, I don't know if you're home.." Alita is nervous while enduring the pain.

"Why is this so? You daydreaming?"

"Sorry once again, sir." Alita pulls her hand, as she nervously touches it.

"Mister, I've cooked for dinner. Sir want to eat?" Tawar Alita's.

"I happen to bring a friend. Prepare the food."

"Good, Sir." Alita rushed to prepare dinner.

"Kan, your house is very neat." Firas said sitting in the living room, busy observing the entire house.

"My household assistant is involved." Arkan turned on the TV.

Firas straightened up to sit down. "Is there ART? Just yesterday I was going to go to an agent. Pantes lo diem. Where's it from?"

Arkan stood up without answering. "Do you want to eat?"

"You dong." Firas follows Arkan to the dining room.

Before long Alita appeared carrying two dishes of cooking.

Firas' eyes narrowed at Alita.

Alita serves three dishes. Capcay, bakwan maize, and butter fried chicken.

"Eh you,.." Firas remembers something making Arkan look over.

Alita looked at Firas and fell silent. He remembers working at the minimarket, but because it was found Mr. Burhan he left without saying goodbye.

"Lo know this ART?" Ask Arkan.

"This you know, I've told the same time I can not join the meeting with Mr Ello? I will rush to the minimarket nyokap me in Tangerang, because of the dug minimarket kerampokan. Well, he's a cashier over there. But he said that. Minimarket nyokap is broken apart by robbers."

Alita timidly explained. "I'm sorry before, they actually came to harm me. Because I was scared, I ran away. But it looks like they're all making troublemakers there."

Firas can't take it yet. "But you can't do it dong, nyokap until it hurts with its place.."

"Lo what the hell, he's clear, he's being chased, why extended?" Arkan flipped the dishes and scooped the rice.

Alita nodded. "Excuse me, sir." He went back to the kitchen.

Firas was suspicious. "Kok lo belain him? Do you know who he is?"

"He's ART in my house." Arkan started eating. "Eat first. You can talk to him."

Firas was still curious but his stomach was rumbling. "Old time I didn't eat gini home cooking." He flipped the plate and scooped the rice.

The taste of cooking is quite pampering the tongue, until Firas also eat voraciously.

Although in the heart want to quickly make calculations with Alita.

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"Gue hasn't finished talking to you yet" Firas said, leaving Alita who was washing dishes shocked.

"I've made it clear everything. At that time I was really scared, they kept looking for me." Alita explains fear fear.

Firas is not satisfied. "What are you doing? So they nyariin lo?"

Firas gripped Alita's complaining arm. "Heh you know not all the shock of nyokap me because of lo. If you have a problem do not work at the rame place. Make a scene.."

"Duhh sir, it hurts. Please let go." Alita was getting scared.

"Don't think I can accept your unclear reasons. I've been looking for a long time and even want me to report to the police because you are suspected of the robbery group. But unfortunately your identity is not traceable."

"I'm not lying sir, I'm not a robber.." Alita was crying from the pain.

"But..."

"Firas!"

Firas and Alita are snapped Arkan has appeared in the kitchen. Spontaneous Firas releases Alita's hand.

"Gue ngijinin lo speak well with Alita. But if you even sign him like this, I do not accept. He's working with me and I have responsibilities. Mending now you go, if you need compensation about the minimarket I will pay."

Firas narrowed in surprise to see Alita who looked down in fear while sobbing.

"Sorry Kan. I'm kind of emotional." Firas raise his hand. "Gue take care of it."

Firas rushes away before Arkan gets angry.

Alita continued her work while leaving behind her cries.

"Make coffee, drive it to the den."

"Good sir." Answer Alita slowly.

Arkan left the kitchen.

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HP sounds distract Arkan. While continuing to work with the laptop, he answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Arkan..." The sound is so spoiled.

"Who?"

"This is Clara, Daddy's son Jason."

Arkan's eyes were round and standing. "Oh Clara, what's wrong?"

"I want to take you to my friend's party tomorrow night. Accompany me, right? Daddy won't let me go alone."

"Tomorrow nights?" Arkan remembers the meeting must have lasted until night.

"Come on. We can have some fun there. I want to spend time with you."

"Maybe the meeting's over for the night. I'll pick you up after my work is done."

"Alright thank you. I'm waiting for you."

"See you."

As soon as the phone was disconnected, Arkan snorted lazily.

Clara, the only child of Mr. Jason who just finished his study in New York.

This afternoon he had just met the beautiful, yet spoiled and troublesome Clara.

If not because Mr. Jason was the main investor when the company collapsed, lazy to serve Clara who was 5 years under him.

Even just now Mr. Jason was alluding to Arkan's failed marriage.

From his talk, Mr. Jason wants Arkan to be his son-in-law. Because Clara was interested in him.

Arkan was not interested in the spoiled girl.

Suddenly flashed a shadow of the figure of the mysterious woman who slept with him last night.

The woman's touch was really disturbing her mind.

"Who are you really?"

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