FIND YOU In MY MEMORIES
16. Ice Pop 2

When the sun is directly above the head, the weather is hot - the heat and the outside environment is glare - glare because the sun today is showing its prowess very well.

Some people prefer to stay in an Ac room or stand in front of a fan. But for people who have no choice but to stay out of the house to work, they can only rely on the goodness of nature to blow, eliminate sweat that soaks the body of everyone who is still active outdoors.

After a few hours left, and passed through the obstacles of the capital's congestion and confusion to find the location of the seller five feet. Finally, Zulaikha the girl was rather small with a burning spirit and with skin that remained white despite being exposed to the sun that was so stinging at that time, and sweat that did not escape soaked his face and clothes. Not to lose the spirit of the girl.

He had a small white plastic, which everyone could see inside that he had just bought a Pop ice with a Vanilla blue flavor. It was a fresh light blue color, as well as some water dripping in the glass of the drink, as if making everyone who saw it want to buy also the drink to wet their necks are dry due to the hot weather.

Sabi who is still in her room, has not yet finished her work. Instead he just rested, relaxed and call without burden. Right now he is planning to go out and relax. As if this man does not have the same burden of scali if he let his work pile up.

"OK Jon. a little more I'm heading to your place, don't forget sharelock!" he said casually, ending his conversation on the phone.

"Sir.this is your order. Pop Ice Vanila Blue" said Zulaikha who had just arrived at Sabi's room with a tired face holding the heat of the afternoon weather, but he was still trying to keep smiling.

Sabi immediately turned her head towards Zulaikha, then turned her gaze to the table and quickly grabbed the Ice Pop that Zulaikha had placed on her desk. Without hesitation - Sabi plugged in a straw and immediately sipped the fresh blue-colored drink.

"Aaahhh." cried satisfied.

Zulaikha who saw the expression of his master who was satisfied with what he bought, became relieved and felt not in vain out in the heat. A line slashed back on his face forming a smile.

Sabi suddenly stood up from her seat, still holding the drink she had been drinking.

And then - plaque!

The drink that Sabi was holding fell, more precisely accidentally dropped. The drink splashed on the floor, and hit his own pants and shoes. I don't know what else he planned this time, which he must have done deliberately.

"Astagah.it seems like my hands are too slippery." he exclaimed with a chuckle.

Whahuh? too slippery? he could have said his hands were too slippery, while I saw him deliberately dropping the drink. Zulaikha gaping, seeing the actions of Sabi who very sad he deliberately.

"Hey.. are you blind?!"

"Huh? yes sir?!" Zulaikha awoke from his daydream.

"Stupid!" zayn said, pulling a sly smile.

"If you see something as messy as this, you should quickly clean it up!" Snap Sabi while pointing - pointing at the wet floor with her feet.

Sure enough, he accidentally dropped his own drink because to prank Zulaikha. So that the girl has a lot of work so that she can leave the office lightly, and also especially if it is not because she feels happy to see others irritated.

"aaa. good sir!" Zulaikha nodded in understanding, and immediately walked out of the room.

This is the guy why? there is no such thing as a skali. Act as he pleases, angry as he pleases. He thinks he's a kid! Zulaikha puffed out, but in a very slow voice, even like a whisper that only he could hear.

But with his sharp ears and his position right behind Zulaikha, Sabi could still hear Zulaikha's utterances.

Sabi continued to follow Zulaikha from behind. As dissatisfied as he made Zulaikha puff up, he even followed Zulaikha's lips several times without a sound. Mocking - Zulaikha taunts from behind.

Feeling followed, Zulaikha turned around and glanced at his young master with a confused look and an irritated tone. But do not forget the smile on top with his small lips. What he had to show his young master so as not to be considered unethical and bring up new problems again. Because Zulaikha is the type of girl who doesn't like to look for trouble. Until as irritated as he is, a smile should not be separated from his face.

"why?" sabi asked pretending - pretending to put on a face of astonishment.

"Sorry sir.. Why are you following me?" Zulaikha asked back with some hesitation whether he was being followed or just his feelings

"following you? hahh. pede once you!" Serkah Sabi accompanied by laughter.

"I want out! yes, obviously through that door. How feeling.." He said, walking past Zulaikha while deliberately nudging Zulaikha's shoulder firmly, to make the girl a little almost lose her balance.

Patience Lai. patience.. Zulaikha closed his eyes by occasionally stroking his chest gently, trying to keep his emotions from being provoked.

Either Sabi had already crossed her shoulders with Zulaikha, but she seemed happy to be able to do that. Because toying with people is indeed his favorite, and Zulaikha became one of the new toys for him.

"Where are you going, sir? shouldn't you be working?" Zulaikha.

"It's none of your business!"

"But sir, if Mr. Zayn knows.."

"Yes yes, if Zayn knew he would be angry. Stupid time with Zayn!" Sabi cut off Zulaikha's words that she had not finished yet saying.

"I can't work if my clothes get wet like this! look!" Sabi pointed at her pants and shoes that were wet from being hit by ice pop with the tip of her eyes.

"It's very disturbing, I can't focus on working if my clothes are wet and sticky like this!" continued.

"But sir. It's still working hours, you can't leave the office. At least do some of your master's work that hasn't been completed." Said Zulaikha who was still trying to hold Sabi.

"Oh yes.. said you are my private secretary huh?!"

"yes sir." replied Zulaikha steadily.

"Then make yourself useful by helping me. Isn't your job supposed to help me finish my office work?!"

"Yes sir, but..."

"Sorry sir, it's not like that.."

"Then, as long as I go change my clothes. You clean the floor there." Sabi pointed to where she dropped her drink on purpose.

"and also do a little of my work there." he continued while showing a pile of neatly arranged paper on his desk, as if never touched in the slightest by his hands.

"Sorry sir, but that job_"

"yes, the work over the next few hours is yours. Nothing but but and if you don't want to, it's okay." cut Sabi who berushaa make Zulaikha not much to argue and chatter.

"Tomorrow you can find another company." He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Damnit damnit!

Sabi clenched her hands together in her pants pocket waiting for a word from Zulaikha, but it turned out that Zulaikha chose silence because she had no other choice but to carry out the orders of her reconnaissance boss.

Sabi again shrugged both shoulders wide, still waiting for the words of Zulaikha who was still staring in Sabi, with a cocky feeling to him.

While taking a rough breath and then held, then trying to be exhaled gently. Zulaikha finally made a sound.

"Good young master."

"Okeeeee!" Sabi exclaimed while slightly shouting in excitement.

Sabi left Zulaikha who was still staring at her back which was beginning to disappear behind the door.

"It's okay what, at least you're starting to think of me as your secretary. Although I feel like I'd love to strangle your neck!" Zulaikha said annoyedly with a slight annoyed shout.

.............

In Zayn's quiet room, Ridwan had been watching Zayn closely so that he did not focus on his work. He noticed Zayn who was still busy typing on his computer while occasionally flipping through the documents on his desk.

As if there was a question that Ridwan wanted to convey to Zayn, but his tongue was weak because he was worried whether it was good to ask his master or not. On the other hand he also did not want to disturb Zayn's focus, but his curiosity this time really disrupted his focus. Until he himself is confused.

"What's wrong with you, Wan?" asked Zayn who turned out to be aware of Ridwan who had been watching him.

Ridwan was still silent, trying to put together the right words to convey to his master so that he would not get angry with his question.

"say if something gets stuck in your mind. Because I don't like it's gonna affect your job." Connect Zayn, stop his activities and focus on listening to Ridwan.

"I'm sorry my master asked you this." Finally Ridwan opened his voice.

"Hmmm.." Zayn nodded in understanding.

"So when the master rejected the flower lady, the master said the first reason rejected her. If you say the first reason, there is a second reason. Why don't you tell her your second reason?" asked Ridwan with a serious face.

"Hmm.. apparently you are now increasingly kepo yaa.. learn from where?"

"I'm sorry young master, I'm not who you think I am. Sir there is no need to answer my question that is not weighted it sir." Said Ridwan who immediately stood up and bowed apologizing to Zayn, but replied to a wry smile from him.

"It's okay.it's okay." Zayn gestured to sit back down immediately.

But Ridwan who has a high courtesy ethics, felt very rude to his master and still chose to bow to apologize to Zayn.

"Hey Wan. stop!" Order Zayn with a little hard and firm.

Ridwan immediately returned to his seat following Zayn's orders.

"So many reasons I don't like that girl. It's just that I'm too lazy to say everything I hate about him, because it's only going to take a lot of time." explains Zayn, making Ridwan satisfied to hear it.

As if his curiosity had been answered, now Ridwan's mind became calmer. She had thought that her master liked other women so much that he rejected women as beautiful as Flowers. But apparently because the Flower is not the ideal type of woman.

How can I be this stupid, thinking that Mr. Zayn is in love with another girl. She had time to fall in love, while just relaxing - she hardly had time.

Ridwa smiled to himself, laughing at his foolish thoughts for thinking far from reality.

Zayn stared at a white Lily by the window of his office. Then he continued the work he had put off.

..............

The capital's international airport. A young girl with brown hair, wearing a black mask and a hat and sunglasses covered almost the entire face of the girl. As if he didn't want to be recognized by anyone.

His movements that look very careful every step so as not to be seen and not stand out. Makes the woman suspicious. Who her? What is he doing in this developing country?

In his black backpack was seen a key chain hanging waving to and fro following the movements of the owner.

The keychain is in the form of a white flower petal but has been enveloped by wax liquid, to preserve the flower petals so as not to be devoured by time. The same hangers were also hanging in the fluffy pink suitcase she had brought while at the paris airport.

"Taxiii.." he shouted holding a taxi. Then get into the taxi and then the taxi drove and mingled with other cars on the crowded highway and jammed.

Seriate...