HELLO, MY BOSS!
Kode
Farhan doesn't know where Rico will take him. However, the car that drove without a clear destination made Farhan even more fed up. Several times he snorted, ruffled his hair, then sighed and exhaled in a rough style.
Farhan tries to make a phone call to Lisa, but the woman turns off Farhan's call without letting him talk for a second. Then, Lisa sent a statement message that made Farhan more emotional.
[Darling, I'm busy. Call again later. Muele .. muach .. muach.]
Farhan read the message, there is an additional pentol dance sticker. Where Farhan directly slammed his phone with his breath up and down. For whatever reason, Farhan hates those witty stickers. Surprisingly Rico and Lisa collected up to dozens. Evidently they often add strange images in every online conversation.
"Don't be angry, sir. Are you not feeling well? Ah, I forgot. Yesterday was your therapy schedule with a psychiatrist, right?" rico asked, trying to divert the conversation so Farhan was not too upset.
"Reduce the therapy schedule to once a month. Now I've been much better at regulating emotions."
Idiiha. Rico glanced cynically, then looked at Farhan with a look of protest. "Cured what? You just haven't found the right scene!"
"Don't argue! I'm not easily anxious and rude anymore."
"But I'm afraid you're hurting Miss Lisa like it happened at the hotel back then. What about the drugs? Do you drink it regularly?"
"You're taking Rico once! My wife was so considerate, she never forgot to remind me to take medicine." Boasting Lisa while glancing at the glass, Farhan tried to hide a faint smile from her lips.
Rico who likes fishing immediately broke Farhan's opinion with vile. "It's not a form of attention, but because Miss Lisa still loves her life. Afraid to see you in a tiger's trance," refuted Rico.
"Curtain! A single immortal like you can only tease. Basic haters!" farhan Ketus reply.
Rico chose silence. Afraid that Farhan would discuss and interrogate her about such a woman's problem at the time. For Rico, it is better to say jomlo than coin.
"Where are we actually going, anyway?" For the umpteenth time Farhan asked Rico. Making the man beside her growl like such.
"A little while we'll be there. Can you be patient?" Rico confirmed Farhan's slightly angled bow tie. Farhan brushed aside, then pulled Rico's collar out of his emotions.
"How can I be patient? you're taking me away aimlessly in this weird outfit? As if to attend a party in a fairy tale palace. Moreover, you comfort half a career as good as your will. Even though you said everything was safe under control, I still couldn't guess your cunning plan, Rico!"
"Ssst. Shut up and just follow the path I've been neatly working on, sir. A lot of talking will only make you tired for a long time. Better save your energy for something more important."
"Crazy!" Farhan swears violently as Rico winks a flirtatious eye as a form of code for Friday night.
The car stopped at a private hotel owned by the Haris family. Farhan was confused. He opened the car door with his eyebrows tightly knitted. "Why are we going to the hotel?"
"What's definitely not for Kimmy Hime's jogged audition, sir." Rico leads Farhan into the hotel hall.
The man's face was half confused. Farhan was completely unaware of the situation he was facing. His brain kept thinking about some work schedules, and the meeting places he should have gone to today if he did not take time off. However, it looks like the hotel is not included in Farhan's daily schedule. So, what's the show really?
Farhan spread his gaze. He saw a parking lot full of visitors. When the security guard opened the door of the hall, Farhan's eyeballs popped out instantly.
"What's this?"
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Spoiler is in the novel Not a Marriage Contract 2
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