
"What's wrong. I'll send you my home address. Ok? You better rest now. It's not good girls sleep too late."
"yes Om. Again, thank you" said Friska
"Together, then I close. See you tomorrow" Movic said
"iya Om”
Beep it!
The connection was also cut. Friska breathed a sigh of relief, at least her curiosity was treated.
Friska should rest now and prepare for tomorrow.
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After finishing the bath and breakfast Friska was ready to go home Movic residence today.
Today Friska wears a dress that is not too formal but not too casual as well and she wears a Crop sweater of color Blue sky long sleeves to cover half her palms, denim Toad Pants and equipped with her beloved black and white sneakers.
The half-back hair he let her down and it just adds to the sweet impression of the 21-year-old girl.
After establishing his heart. Friska rushes to the address that Movic gave her last night and Friska is really nervous but she is able to cover up her nervousness. It's for the sake of his late father!
Friska chose to go using the Busway, because it turned out that the distance of Movic's house was not so far from Friska's apartment
About 30 minutes long, finally Friska arrived at one of the luxury housing and Friska know this housing.
This housing is very elite and usually the officials, artists and well-known entrepreneurs are able to have a house in this elite housing area.
After asking where Movic's residence was, Friska finally entered into the view of the housing. He stared in amazement at the mansions perched along the residential street.
Until finally, his legs had stopped in front of a house that was quite simple but still looks luxurious and Friska sure if this house belongs to Movic.
"Excuse me" Friska yelled as she pressed the bell several times.
"Yes? What's the need, miss?"
Friska was jumped, when a voice coming from an intercom near the fence, suddenly rang.
"Ah, I-I want to meet with Mr. Movic." replied Friska.
"Have you made an appointment before her?"
"That's-that's it"
There was no answer, but a second later the big fence opened automatically.
Again Friska was surprised that the rich man was always full of surprises and an old mother in all black clothes, suddenly came from the inside.
It looks like there's a woman of that age bodyguard or a security guard in this house. "Can I see your ID card, miss?" Ask the girl
"Well, just a minute ma'am." Friska reached into her black slim bag. Look for a wallet, and take his ID card.
"This is my Bu KTP.” Friska gave the woman a medium-sized card.
"You're Friska Kamila Adiwangsa?” Ask the girl.
"Yes right, I'm Friska Kamila Adiwangsa."
"Ah finally you came too, mister Movic is waiting for you miss. Let me drive you inside."
"Ah, thank you very much ma'am." said Friska politely.