
"Ah, there's-there's Diandra," Gala upset.
"What's wrong?" sarah asked to see her husband upset.
"That's Diandra's meeting schedule for clash clients. It's just right Kiki from now on neror I continue. Phone constantly. I think he's deliberately bothering us."
Sarah nodded.
"Even the clock no one wants to be pushed back again," continued Gala while shuffling her hair in frustration.
"Yes for the same task Mr. Kiki. Why be confused?"
"This is still in the atmosphere of Sarah's wedding, when I left you to work anyway?"
"Why aren't our people doing anything at home?"
"Ckk, I still want to be with you."
"Yes, I've come, done it, right?"
"Do you really want to come?" Gala looks enthusiastic.
Sarah nodded.
"Yes, get ready! We need to get the files ready before we go to the restaurant where we met the client."
"OK ready," said Sarah, making Gala nod with pleasure.
They are both in a race to dress up.
I'm out first Sarah, I'm gonna have a little coffee," said Gala after the man was tidy in his suit.
"Eh sir I have not made the coffee," said Sarah panicked and immediately stood up when the hijab was not attached to the head.
"It is not necessary, usually the aunt has made. You just keep getting dressed so we can get going!"
"All right," Sarah said and sat back in front of the dresser.
Gala went out and met aunt in the kitchen.
"Do I need to bring it to Den's room?" Though usually the aunt delivered Gala drinks into her room. However, because now there is Sarah aunt felt the need to say goodbye first.
"No need Bik, I'm going to the office, too" Gala replied, sipping her coffee. After he finished the man turned around and stepped towards the room again.
Gala grabbed the laptop and put it in her briefcase. When she was about to carry the bag, Gala stopped seeing Sarah was not finished also wearing a hijab.
"Do you want to take Sarah's cloth? Watch out she screams in pain because you pull here and there" Gala protested while chuckling to see Sarah still grubbing with her headscarf.
"So soon sir, is it time?"
"No, just continue." Gala sat on the edge of the bed watching Sarah move through the glass.
"Tumben wear a hijab like that, usually wear a simple hijab only."
"Don't you like it?"
"Like Sarah, you're more beautiful like this."
Sarah's face immediately met red to hear the praise that Gala threw for her. Understandably, Sarah was also nervous if Gala who usually mocked herself now turned to praise. It was strange in Sarah's ear.
"Thank you for the compliment" Sarah said, then covered her face.
"I dandan like this let's not be shy father," explained Sarah later.
"Yes, good then. But I'm calmer if you dance as usual."
"Well, how is that?" sarah asked confusedly. Tadi Gala said that she liked the makeup of Sarah now instead said it was not calm if Sarah dressed like that.
"I don't want you to be glimpsed by people if beautiful like this," said Gala made Sarah immediately applauded.
"I'll wear a veil then." Sarah walked towards her suitcase which she had not had time to put in the closet.
"Eh, uh, no! Let's just go." Gala clasped Sarah's hand and took her to the car.
Arriving at the company, Kiki is already getting ready as well as Diandra. Sarah did not come to the work room but preferred to wait in the car.
"How is Ki ready?"
"It's Sir." For clients from America, let me handle it. Just take care of the Japanese clients. I will go alone while Mr. Gala will be accompanied by Diandra," said Kiki.
Diandra smiled happily, her idea approved by Kiki. The woman, intent on scheming, wants to trap Gala into falling into her lap and Sarah will break free without being asked.
"No need, let it be with you" Gala refused.
"But I know sir, the client from Japan is very complicated sir. He will not be satisfied with a less detailed answer. Let me not be tired of explaining let Diandra help."
"No need Ki, you don't worry about me. I have Sarah to help. You know what he's capable of?"
"Oh then good dong Pak, so we are both accompanying," said Kiki enthusiastically.
"You don't have to worry, I know my wife's ability" Gala told Diandra.
"Where's the file I need to bring!" pinta Gala on Kiki and Kiki immediately took and handed it to Gala.
"Then I go first. Good luck to you!" Gala left his office and met his wife back in the car.
"How are you ready?" ask Sarah.
Gala nodded and got into the car.
"Try to see the file!" pinta Sarah's.
Gala also gave a file to Sarah's hand and she focused on driving.
During the trip no one spoke. Gala focused on the crowded streets while driving and Sarah focused on studying the files in her hands.
"God, I forgot something!"
"What's up, sir?" Sarah closed the file and put it on her lap.
"Sarah please call Kiki to ask where she's meeting!"
Sarah nodded and immediately contacted Kiki.
"How's it?" gala asked when she saw Sarah hang up the phone call.
"Start!"
Gala nodded.
Sarah shows Kiki a chat that tells her the position of her client is now.
"okay."
"Say they've been waiting for sir" Sarah reported.
"Are you okay if I speed?"
"Yes sir is okay. Sarah night likes a snickering." Sarah cengengesan's.
"Basic weird chick."
"Father is weird because he likes weird girls" Sarah replies.
They both look at each other and then laugh when they remember moments where they always argue like an enemy.
"It has arrived" Gala said and parked her car.
After entering the restaurant, the client had just finished eating.
"Good morning Sir!" greet Gala.
The man who was drinking water was shocked and then stood up to greet Gala's hand. Same with the man beside her.
"Morning too's. Sorry we ate first because we were hungry, just from the airport."
"Never mind! Please sit back. If the breakfast is not finished let us wait," Gala said.
"Oh no, we're done."
Gala nodded.
The client sitting in front of him snapped a finger at the waiter to get closer.
"Done up!"
The waiter cleaned the food on the table.
"Can it begin?" ask Gala when the table is clean.
The client nodded.
The three of them had a discussion. Sarah only interjects when she feels needed and as usual Sarah's explanation although simple always makes her interlocutor quickly understand. Maybe because the woman always chooses effective sentences when explaining so as not to beat around the bush.
"He's your secretary?" ask the client to Gala.
"He's my wife's secretary" Gala replied proudly and so the man didn't expect much from Sarah. Gala knew the man in front of her liked his wife.
"Wah being able to collaborate with his own wife is amazing" said the client.
"I didn't think she was Dad's wife at first." The client laughed.
"Next time you don't have to come again when I meet a client" Gala whispered in Sarah's ear.
"Well, why? What's wrong?" inner Sarah.
Seriate