Fitri Raihana's
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In the parking lot of Ardi's workplace.
Ardi surprised. Fajrin actually came to his office because of the provocateurs from Fitri. Although Ardi had never met Fajrin. But, he knows Fajrin's license plate number.
Fajrin's car once entered the workshop and his father told Ardi to take the Fajrin car from the workshop. And the car that deliberately blocked this road was a Fajrin car with the same license plate number.
The fajrin? This man can not be provoked. Ardi's mind.
”Hana, you enter the office sister.” Ardi said. His face was frightened, yet, he remained calm. He wanted to protect his sister.
However, Fitri did not hear. Fitri still looked angrily at the cars that were deliberately blocking their way. Fitri approached the car.
”Hana...don't..” Ardi's speech stopped. He was too late to prevent Fitri from further provoking Fajrin.
Tok tok! Fitri knocked on the window glass of the car hard. Car door open. Fitri took a few steps back. His hands are ruffled by the waist. Face angry.
Fajrin got down from the car, he opened his sunglasses, looked at Fitri.
Fitri and Ardi were both surprised to see the figure of the man.
This face....Zahidine! Why is his aura so different, when this man wears a suit and wears a regular shirt while a lecturer? The current aura was terrifying! The eyes of the eagle are very sharp.
”Pak Zahidin?” gumam Fitri's.
”This you, wild cat! Very brave against me!” fajrin.
Wild cat? This is the nickname Fajrin for Hana. So, Zahidin is indeed Fajrin. Quickly, Zahidin knows I have a lot of work in the office. Apparently, Fajrin and Zahidin are the same person Ardi thought.
”Who is a wild cat? Who's against you? Get out of your car! Your car is blocking my brother's motorway!” fitri's voice rang out, challenging Fajrin, boldly.
”Em... Brother.eh...Mr. Fajrin. Sorry, sorry my sister. Dia...”
”What do you call him? Fajrin?” Fitri made sure if his ears were not misheard.
”He's not Fajrin, that jerk! He's a lecturer at my college, Zahidin. The perverted lecturer! Didn't you notice his face?” obviously Fitri, while looking annoyed at Fajrin.
Fajrin frowning at Fitri, ”Si jerk? Bawdy?”
”Em... Mr. Fajrin. My sister likes to talk recklessly. Forgive him.” again Ardi voiced, defending Fitri.
Fitri rounded his mouth. He understood now, who Fajrin was and who Zahidin was.
”So..so you..you Fajrin the jerk man!” fitri.
Fajrin's face has turned sharply to look at Fitri. Fucking guy? Bawdy? How dare Fitri call him that!
Ardi was worried. ”Pak ma...”
”Ardi, comein! Finish your sentence!” fajrin's word to Ardi.
”Ta.but, Sir. My sister.”.
”He's my business!” crop Fajrin.
Ardi relented. He went into his office. His heart did not calm down thinking about his sister.
”Sister! Back back! Don't do that unimportant task! Why be afraid of this bastard, this pervert! Brother!” his yell.
Ardi stays in the office. He left his brother with Fajrin. Although he was convinced, Fajrin would not hurt Fitri. But, he remains worried.
Fajrin see Fitri. ”Log in the car!” her word.
Fitri looked lazily at Fajrin. ”You are not my father and brother, why should you obey!” he turned around and walked into the office, following Ardi, his older brother.
Fajrin. Fitri rounded his eyes looking at Fajrin's hand that was coiled around his stomach.
Fitri took off Fajrin's hand violently and raised his hand to slap the brash man.
However, Fitri's slap did not hit Fajrin's face which was more than twelve centi in height.
Fajrin caught Fitri's hand and grasped it tightly. He pulls Fitri's hand, takes her to the car.
”Get my hand!” Fitri revolted while following the steps of the man in front of him.
”Hey...let go of my hand! I said freelancing!” Fitri tugged at his hand. However, the handle of the Fajrin is very tight.
Fajrin opened the car door and pushed Fitri into the car. Fajrin closed the door and it locked automatically.
”Let me go! Release him! Fucking guy! Bawdy! Let go of me!” Fitri smacked the glass of Fajrin's car.
Fajrin got in the car. ”Shut!” snapped it.
Fitri stared intently at Fajrin. ”Open the door! Let go of me!” he said with a sniff. He tried to open the car door. However, he still could not open it.
”I said shut up! Sit down right!” fajrin.
”I will not be silent! Until you let me out of your car! Unhand me! Lep...”
Fajrin silenced Fitri's mouth by closing his lips on Fitri's lips.
Both of Fitri's eyes were wide open. His body was silent, trembling in fear.
Looking at the silent Fitri, Fajrin pulled his face. He sat right in his place.
He smiled to see Fitri who was still trembling. ”Then this is good!” insinuations.
You fucking jerk! Bawdy guy! It's the second time he's kissed me. Fitri thought.
Fajrin started the car and ran it. He glanced at Fitri. Fitri remained silent. Cars are getting on the big roads. Fajrin turned his car to the right.
Fitri's eyes narrowed, her forehead wrinkled. He saw Fajrin. ”Where are you taking me? This is not my home road! It's kidnapping! I'll report you to the police!” threaten Fitri's.
Fajrin grinned, ”Wild cat threatens me? Reporting to the police?” he gave his cell phone to Fitri. ”Take! Call the police! Or will I help you call the police?”
If this guy already said that, does that mean I called the police? fitri's mind.
”What do you want? Where are you taking me?” his voice still sounded dull.
Fajrin did not answer. He turned his car into an open gate.
Fitri was amazed to see the luxurious house that stood firmly in front of him, which was two floors. It is a beautiful house and its courtyard is very large.
Fajrin stopped the car. He opened both doors of his car. Fitri was surprised and amazed. How did this door open on its own?
”Down!” fajrin.
Without saying, Fitri got out of the car.
Fitri. He pulled his hand, ”I don't want to go in! Take me home!” reject it.
”Want to enter well, or by other means?” ask Fajrin.
Crazy, another way? Just be right! fitri's mind.
Fitri stepped onto the porch of Fajrin's house speechlessly.
Fajrin smile. He stepped onto the porch of the house. He opened the door.
”Welcome, Sir! Miss!” greet the servants.
”Hum!” fajrin briefly.
Fitri saw the contents inside the house. The house is really luxurious inside. Fitri sees a large sofa chair and looks soft. He came to the sofa and sat down.
Fajrin smiled at Fitri. She called her service, ”Bring her a drink for her.”.
”Good, Master!” the servant said. The waiter stepped into the kitchen.
Fajrin up the stairs. He went to his room. He undressed and took a shower.
Downstairs.
”Nona, please drink.” said the waiter, politely giving drinks to Fitri.
”Thank you. Em..sit down first. Don't go!” prevent Fitri's.
The waiter complied. He's sitting on the floor.
”Eh..don't sit there. Sit in a chair only.” said Fitri.
”Sorry, Miss. Let me sit here.”
Fitri understood, he didn't force the waiter. ”Is the house this big, the man lives alone?” ask Fitri, curious.
”True, Miss. Master is living alone. His parents have their own home.” replied the waiter.
Oh, so, he actually lives alone in this mansion? fitri's mind.
”Is there anything else to ask, Miss?”
”No.” replied Fitri. He drank his drink.
”Then, excuse me, Miss.” the waiter resigned after seeing Fitri's head nod.
What's the jerk up above? Angry long. My drinking water is over. He has not yet come down Fitri's mind.
This sofa is really soft. Seems comfortable in using sleep. Fitri thought.
He threw himself on the big sofa.
It's really comfortable.
Fitri closed her eyes feeling the softness of the sofa. Without realizing it, he fell asleep on the couch.
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On the second floor.
Fajrin has finished his bath. He still wears his bathrobe. He's out of the room. Down the stairs, to the first floor.
”Master, Miss is already sleeping on the sofa chair.” reports the waiter, as Fajrin's feet descend the last rung.
”Hum? Sleep on? Get me my blanket.” Fajrin said.
”Good, Master!” the servant went up the stairs, went to Fajrin's room.
Fajrin approaching Fitri. He smiled broadly at the look on Fitri's sleeping face.
”This woman is not alert at all! How dare he sleep in a man's house. His sleep is also very sound.” murmured Fajrin.
”Master, here's the blanket.” the waiter gives a blanket to Fajrin.
Fajrin. ”Thank you, you guys cook a lot of food for tonight.” Fajrin orders.
”Good, Master!” answer the waiter. The waiter went to the kitchen.
Fajrin enveloped Fitri. He sat on Fitri's head and made his thigh a pillow for Fitri's head.
Fajrin took his laptop under the desk. He turned on his laptop. He checked the incoming email.
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The Ardi office.
Ardi did his job with an unsettled feeling. He was still thinking about his younger brother, Fitri, who was brought by Fajrin.
Did Fajrin bring Hana home? Want to call Hana, but, Hana does not bring her hapenya.
”Do I call him?” muttered.
He grabbed a cell phone.
”Abang... Mr Fajrin, where's my sister?”
Finally Ardi just sent a chat to Fajrin.
Ting! Ardi read fast Fajrin reply.
”Complete your task well! Wild cat again rest in my house.”
Ardi surprised. He replied to Fajrin's chat.
”Abang what is my sister? Don't mess with my sister, Bang.”
”You just finish your punishment. No need to worry about my wild cat. He will be fine with me.” reply Fajrin.
Ardi typing on screen. But not so send it when reading the incoming Fajrin chat. That said ”Don't bother me! Or your punishment will increase!”
Ardi put the hape. He's back to doing his job.
Ah...no, no! Fajrin won't do anything to Hana. But..why did Hana sleep in Fajrin's house? Is he not careful of himself? ardi's Mind.
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