FIRST LOVE DESTINY《 HeZa'S Love Story 》
FLD 98 'Hard Brush
Again Hega's mind seemed to be distracted, I don't know the man became unsettled since he knew his wife was going to undergo an internship, even in a place that Hega did not know.
It seemed not willing that his wife was in a place beyond his supervision. Not in disbelief, it's just that he can't meet his wife at will if he suddenly misses. Weewws.
And more upset, it was not only his grandfather, even the father chose to shut up when Hega asked.
The father's answer was not much different from the grandfather, "Just ask your wife directly. " That's how Aryatama answered this morning when they met while jogging.
It seemed that the wife had already asked them not to answer any of Hega's questions about her apprentice.
" Miss, Mr. Bakti is ready. Is Miss leaving now ? " Sasa came while carrying Moza's bag.
Moza received the bag that Sasa handed out, "Yes, thank you, Sa. " Say him to the private maid who has served him for several months. Sasa nodded and withdrew.
" Sister, let's go ahead. " Moza slid her hand on her husband's arm, leading him to step towards the main door.
The man was still looking at his wife with a pleading gaze, hoping that his wife would change her mind in the final seconds of her departure. But in fact it's not.
The two of them went hand in hand, looking harmonious and very sweet. Even the maids they passed along smiled as if the happiness of the newlyweds was contagious to everyone around them.
" Hm, be careful. Don't forget to tell me. " Say Hega when the two are already in the front courtyard of the main pavilion door.
There Pak Bakti was waiting and swiftly opened the back door for his young master's wife.
Moza nodded, "Yes, I'll send you a message later. "
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Hega kissed his wife's forehead before the girl entered the car. Moza's eyes closed with joy all forms of expression of her husband's love, whether it be in verbal or tactile form.
After entering the car, Moza opened the door to wave her hand, but her husband bowed, "Don't forget your promise last night ! "
Just touching her husband made Moza blush at once upset. A pink tinge instantly gushed down the two cheeks of the girl.
" sister. " Sweet Moza lirih.
Hega chuckled furiously, "Be careful driving it, Pak Bakti. Get my wife safely to my destination. " Hega said to the man who was already sitting behind the wheel.
" Okay, Young Master. " The man still standing by the side of the rider's door nodded as Hega turned to him.
" Bye, honey. I'll wait for tonight, hmm. " The man rubbed the tip of his wife's head while rolling one of his eyes. Then re-enforce his body and wave his hand ushered in the departure of the wife.
Ish, you pervert. That's why I never forget.
Dumal Moza while framing her cheeks that feel hot because of embarrassment considering the promise he made to the husband last night.
" Miss talk to me ? " Task Pak Bakti when a voice is faintly heard from behind his back.
Moza looked up, "Ah, no, sir. "
The man behind the wheel just nodded in response.
This is all because of the absurd promise her husband made last night.
A promise to fulfill one of her husband's requests as a compensation so that her husband does not intervene in her internship.
And of course Moza never thought if her husband's request was so unexpected, a successful request made Moza ashamed of himself every time he remembered it.
The girl shook her head a few times while closing her eyes, casting away the shadow about her husband's mischievous behavior that really made her always overwhelmed.
Huft.again and again, Moza let out a long sigh.
Her husband was indeed her expert to make her opponent not wince, losing every debate. And the loss of the city when making a deal with her husband.
" Pak Bakti, later to the address I gave you earlier. Put me down there. " Pinta Moza as the car she was riding in had already exited the main gate of the Saint family residence, sped up on the main highway.
" good, Non. " Answer the man behind the wheel while glancing at the miss from the rearview mirror.
It did not take long, about 15 minutes the black car was in front of a large house. The car enters the fence and looks like his best friend has just emerged from the door.
Moza was welcomed by his best friend who was also ready with his office style outfit.
" Weish, our soulmate's cake, you're coming at the right time, right when I'm out, Mo. "
Moza nodded, "We're leaving right away ? "
" Eum, but my car is again in the workshop, just calm I've pesen taxi online really. " Say the hijab girl quickly.
" Miss. " Sela Pak Bakti is polite.
Moza turned his gaze to the man who was standing near the car, "Bak Bakti just come back yes, I set out with my friend. "
" But, Miss. " The man looked doubtful and did not understand the intent of his master.
" Eum, so you bring me here every morning, I will leave with my friend from here. " Obviously Moza.
" Why don't I just take the lady and the lady friend ? Than to take a taxi. " The man looked anxious, for his duty was to drive his great master's grandson-in-law away.
This even the lady wants to take a taxi, can be critical if the big master knows. Perhaps that was the fleeting thought of the middle-aged man.
Moza glanced at the black car that had been a frequent transportation, Mercedes-Maybach S560, then looked at his personal driver.
Moza then shook his head it was not a good idea to go to his internship office in such a luxurious car.
" But Non---. "
" Be calm, sir. Safe as I am Miss, sir. " The girl beside Moza seemed to know the anxiety of the well-dressed man.
" ammy. "
" Hehe, joke Mo, joke. " Amira nodded.
" You go home. I will also return by taxi. "
" No, Non. I'll pick you up, miss. "
Moza sighed, thinking for a moment, "All right, but you just pick me up here, or I'll send a message where you pick me up. "
Feeling that the lady's decision was absolute, the middle-aged man finally nodded his head in resignation, "OKay, Non. Excuse me. "
Moza nodded, "Thank you, Pak Bakti. "
" It's my job, Non. Non-Amira, I'm picking up our young lady. "
" Anyway, Sir. Safe dah, not going to blisters, can be critical if the little blisters can be dangerous, is the handle is fierce, fear me, sir. " Pak Bakti smiled and returned to retreat.
After the death of Pak Bakti, Moza stared intently at his best friend, "Ami, you hit Dea and Rena, hm ? "
" Sorry, Momo. Becanda. Sorry, bestie. " The grin of Ami again.