Aqidah Love
What's up, This?

"When can I start working, Bang?" asked Fatiya impatiently. The girl's heart was pounding, happy and had to merge into one.

The ringing of the phone that rang made the young man not immediately answer Fatiya's question. "Wait a minute, yeah," she asked.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dad?" greet the young man to someone who is on the other end of the phone, after sliding a picture of a green phone on his expensive phone screen.

The young man seemed to listen intently to the talk of the daddy who was far away, a thin smile adorned his lips and added to the good looks of the young man.

In front of Fatiya, he gently rubbed the top of the head of the wife who was covered in hijab, making Fatiya throw a look in the other direction because she was embarrassed to see the friendly scenery in front of her eyes.

'Yes, God. Not in Jakarta, not in Bandung, why always meet with a boss who bucin with his wife, yes. Make envy, ' Inner Fatiya, while tucked in do'a may he later get a loyal and romantic soul mate like his boss partner in Jakarta and also the young couple in front of him at this time.

"Yes, Dad. Daddy don't worry, your future wife is with Malik" said the handsome young man who is the second son of Daddy Rehan or twin brother Malika, while staring at Fatiya.

Fatiya who knew nothing, frowned. 'Who is this guy talking to, anyway? Why did he just look at me like he saw something, huh?' batin Fatiya asked.

Malik seemed to listen back to the words of the father.

"OK, Dad. Malik's gonna set it all up, but Daddy don't tell anyone first, yeah. Malik wants to give a surprise to his brother," concluded Malik.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," said Malik's greeting and then hung up.

"Whose wife is she, Bang?" tasya asked in a whisper, the beautiful woman brought her lips closer to the husband's ear and even stuck.

From Fatiya's point of view, the scene looked so intimate. Making Fatiya again throw a look in the other direction.

"She, the girl Bang Akbar was after," whispered Malik very softly.

Tasya then smiled at Fatiya.

Fatiya who did not hear what the two of them were talking about, returned the friendly smile of the beautiful lady before her, keeping tanya in heart. 'What are they talking about, anyway? Wear whispers all around.'

"OK, Fatiya. You can start working right away, but your job is to be my wife's assistant" Malik said, staring at Fatiya.

"Being assistant? Not ...."

"Do you mind?" tanya gently asked, cutting off Fatiya's words.

Fatiya. "N-no, Brother. It's just that I don't know anything yet" Fatiya replied nervously.

"Later teach me," said Tasya who made Fatiya immediately nodded in agreement.

"OK, Honey. You go ahead, talk to him. Brother wants to go back to the office for a while," said Malik while kissing his wife's forehead and stealing a glimpse of the kiss on Tasya's lips, Malik seems to not care even if there is someone else in the room.

Fatiya was again made anxious, with the affection of the young couple in front of him.

'I'm a miss with Didi, what is she doing, huh? What do you think, Brother Didi is looking for me?' inner Fatiya was sad.

"Yes, Bang. You'll pick up Tasya again or Tasya back with the driver?" tasya asked, before the husband stepped out.

Yes, after getting married and settling in Bandung, Malik is possessive, does not allow the wife to drive her own car.

At the beginning of their marriage a few months ago, Tasya always followed her husband's steps and went wherever his first love went, including to Malik's office.

However, since a month ago, Tasya inevitably had to take care of the expedition company pioneered by the papa. So that every day, Malik had to take the wife to Tasya's office.

"Later to tell ya, Shay. Brother must also carry out the father's decree earlier," Malik replied.

The handsome young owner of De Malik Corporate stepped in with certainty leaving the wife's room, his mouth humming small singing a joyful song that described his current feelings.

'Luckily I had time to select the files of the applicants, so that I could meet the girl called Fafa, ' murmured Malik as he continued to step down the corridor of Tasya's office.

"Mas Malik, what about the girl that Mas interviewed? Is it appropriate to be Tasya's assistant?" ask the middle-aged man who just came out of a room that read 'Interview Room', when Malik flashed.

"Yes, Sir. According to the criteria and Tasya liked it," Malik replied that he did not want to be frank to the head of HRD, middle-aged men of the age of Papa Rahmat who was a confidant of his father Tasya, about the plan earlier that asked specifically for files belonging to Fatiya after Malik read Fatiya's personal data and saw his picture.

Malik smiled to himself, recalling the incident just a moment ago.

Mr. Anton, I want on behalf of Fatiya later let us interview him ourselves. Tasya needs an assistant and it looks like this girl is suitable to work with Tasya," Malik told HRD's Chief, after reading one of the files he picked up randomly.

Malik came to his wife's office to take her out to lunch. However, after seeing the file he had just read, it seemed like Malik was going to postpone the lunch with his wife

"Well, Mas Malik. After this, we will call him" replied Mr. Anton.

"Thank God that Ms. Tasya has found the right assistant" said Mr. Anton, disperse the daydreams Malik.

"We have also found someone who is suitable for an accounting position, a young man who has just graduated," explained the HRD's head later.

"Good then, sir. Make sure, they get mentoring during the training period because most fresh graduates do not have experience," Malik said.

"Ready, Mas," replied Mr. Anton, disinclined. Despite Malik's age as the son of Mr. Anton, but the old man respects Malik because in addition to the young son-in-law of his boss, Malik is also one of the young businessmen whose names began to skyrocket in the city of flowers.

"Come, Mr. Anton. I have to rush back to the office" said Malik who soon passed, continuing his step out of the office building owned by his wife.

Malik drove his own luxury car wedding gift from the in-laws, splitting the paved streets of the West Java capital to head to the office.

He drives while trying to contact Akbar, at the request of the father.

'Thanks dong, Bang, ' Malik muttered because until the second call, Akbar did not also receive the call Malik.

'What's Bang Akbar's phone in silent mode, huh?' matin Malik asked.

'I tried again, deh.' Malik again dialed Akbar number, a brother who is also his best friend.

Malik breathed a rough breath, suddenly his feelings became unpleasant. 'What's up, this? Why do I feel so bad? May nothing happen to Bang Akbar, ' do'a Malik in his heart.

'I tried to call Bram with Damian, huh.' Malik then called his two best friends at the same time.

"Hello, Bang. What's up?" Abraham's voice greeted first.

"Bram, you've left, haven't you?" ask Malik.

"Udah, Bang. As soon as papa called, I immediately left. But just entered the Jati Asih toll because I was checking the project at Pantai Indah Kapuk," replied Malik's cousin in detail.

"I also went straight there, from Bekasi. This is already through the toll gate of Mekar Park," Damian info which was then heard was honking very loudly.

"Dam, what's up, anyway?" malik and Abraham asked at the same time.

"Astaghfirullah ..," said Damian. "Damn the car, cut the compass at will!" damian grumbled, cursing at the unfortunate driver who had just overtaken by cutting the compass and without turning on the sens light, even though on the freeway.

Just now Malik and Abraham were breathing with relief because nothing happened with Damian, suddenly there was a squeaking sound of tires clashing with asphalt road that sounded so loud.

"Bat! What's up again?"

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