
*Elisha POV.
Morning by noon. They still haven't come home either.
"Such a long school!" grumbling irritated.
This afternoon I have to go to Rukoku. There's some trouble there. I have to go handle it. Indeed I can drive, but this time I want to mas Mj alone to take me there.
There was a sound of vehicles entering the car. I saw them come out. Marshella bent his face.
"There must be a wish that was rejected the same mas Mj tuh." I muttered alone.
I sat back on the sofa with a little rest.
It turns out that Mj can resist Marshella's wishes. Stubborn and spoiled child.
I don't care about Marshella coming. I'm busy with my Android phone.
A lot of uniform orders for the study of the mothers next door, making me not think too much about Marshella.
I heard she told bi Minah something. And then he went into his room after that.
I moved from where I sat.
Mas Mj was there, in front of the garage. I waved the sign calling out to him.
He came up to me.
"Do you need me to deliver?" commencement.
"Yes, I have to go to the shop. There is a color error of the order. Mothers protest when before and after photos are different." I clearly.
"Alright madam, I'll drop you off right now. Let's go." Sweet smile.
I looked around, there was no one else but me and Mas Mj in this room.
"If only we both call Elisha. Don't call the lady of all!" Tell me.
"Well, Elisa, but I'm afraid someone will hear. It could be dangerous!" mas Mj grimaced in front of me.
"So good for now." I relax.
Suddenly the eldest son of Cipto mediated my conversation and mas Mj.
"Om, Shella wants to eat this! anterin yuk!" invite her spoiled while holding the arm of mas Mj.
"Sorry Shella, Miss Elisa will soon have to go to her shophouse." Answer the Mj.
Marshella's look was starting to look furious.
"So you don't want to obey my orders? he's just his papa wife who is not accepted by our extended family. My wish is more important than his wife's." Marshella's speech was rude.
Marshella's hand is still holding Mj's arm. Mas Mj felt uncomfortable and shook Shella's hand many times. But the boy was still tight.
I see them both like that. Directly ignited emotions.
"Heh, Marshella Cahyono. I hired that Mj to be a private driver. Not following your unreasonable desires.
You think I don't know, if you've eaten a snack from bi Minah. THAT'S JUST YOUR EXCUSE!" kuratsuk.
Marshella looks a little wobbly with her stubborn nature.
"No, you can't! if I want to eat again. It's lunch time!" Shella said harshly.
"I've got more important business than fighting you!" I said while pulling Mj's hand.
Mas Mj followed me. He walked behind me. We both headed to the garage.
We got in the car. I started not to care just sitting in front.
"You can be angry too Lis." Mas Mj started the conversation again.
"Have often seen Shella acting up and acting up. So, this time I have to teach him a lesson." My speech.
"But, it looks like he can be arranged! it's just that we still don't know what it's like." Mas Mj.
"Males mas, do not need to be discussed again. We're leaving right now!" myrag.
"All right, Miss Elisha." Legally teasing me.
We were silent with our own thoughts.
I looked towards the Mj beside me. Her jaw was firm, that look that made me fall in love with her.
"Ehem...." He's clearing slowly.
"Why mas? can't I see you, can I?" my many.
"Maybe, as long as you don't fly. It will be hard to get down. Worry about the rambutan tree." His joke was slowly swiping.
"I don't mock women as sweet as you. But I tease you!" Mas Mj glanced at me while driving.
I just smiled to see it like that.
The happiness that I longed for is slowly returning.
We are at our destination. I told Mas Mj to wait in the lounge room.
I discussed with my only employee. Finding a solution to the problem now. I'm here for almost 2 hours.
At first the customer did not approve of our idea. But, after being explained in detail by my staff. Finally they have started to soften and agree to our proposal.
I breathe a sigh of relief. Having loyal customers with a variety of characters is quite troublesome. But, at least I can get to know them more deeply.
I went up to the second floor. Here tempar stock clothes are. Mas Mj fell asleep on the couch in the lounge room.
I approached. Tried to tease her with my hands that started to feel her face slowly.
I started to get sweat droplets that started flowing from his face. I forgot to turn on the air conditioner.
I wiped Mj's sweat with a tissue.
He slightly piqued and started to open his net slowly.
"Ehmm, are you done? sorry, I overslept." Said raspy.
Waking up to sleep is still good. It's not wrong that I have feelings for this guy.
I smiled while saying.
"There's still a little problem. If the main problem is solved. My food order is coming. I'll just eat right away."
"Alright, thank you very much Lis. Where's the bathroom? I'm gonna wash my face first." Ask the Mj.
I pointed to the direction where the bathroom was. He just moved on and left me without excuse.
Mas Mj nih seems to be the types of cute men. I'm a rich gini.
"Here you go, I'll pack again for the next delivery." Step away and go down to the bottom floor.
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*In the car on the way home.
"Mas, I never saw you have a toy? don't you have a phone or something?" many wonder.
This is the age of social media. Everyone has an Android phone. But, this Mj mas at all I've never seen him tamper with his phone.
"My phone's missing Lis, I haven't been paid either. That's why I haven't bought a cell phone." Said.
"We stopped by Mall A. We're looking for an Android phone for ya!" bargained.
"There are many Lis. But I can't take it. I have benefited a lot from you. I feel terrible." Honest speech.
"No pa-pa mas, relax. What if later I cut from his salary every month. So, now we go buy ya!" take me.
He thought about my proposal and agreed to it.
We headed towards a big mall in the city.
*Elisa POV off.
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There, in a house once full of warmth and peace. Now it turned silent, silent and gripping.
Zainab feels her world is shattered when her beloved son is languishing in prison.
Fatma was always beside him, and always cheering him on. But, all of that was for nothing.
Fatma felt that she was starting to become worthless as a child of the Wiguna family.
Fatma preoccupies herself with work.
Sometimes he visits Sumiyati's house. He's been letting go all this time over there.
At least Annissa and Sumiyati can be a place to pour out the contents of the heart.
Yes, he complained of not being noticed by his own parents. Mas Toni was too spoiled and loved by Zainab from childhood. Makes Fatma feel removed.
Fatma only hopes to find Malik back. And told him to go home to this village. Only Malik can make Fatma excited again. And hopefully his attempt to post on a forum to lose someone on social media can pay off.
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