Leaning Sweet Me

Leaning Sweet Me
Farewell VS Meeting


PT CEMERLANG GROUP


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"Erik.. Go to my room now"


"Every boss.."


"the hunt.."


"Elah.gak sabaran very boss, daftar"


Erik entered Faiz's room after knocking on the door.


"Boss..."


"Can't you come in and knock on the door first..?"


"Gue hit the boss' door, no answer. So yes I have entered, anyways you told me to come here earlier." said Erik explained.


"What the hell is it, seriously like."


Faiz's face looked very serious, and it was a sign that he was asking Erik to behave like his secretary, not as his best friend.


"Where are our company agreement files with PT Adhinata?"


"I'll prepare you for a while, sir, but why sir? the cooperation has been 20% running, now is the stage of development" said Erik aware of the attitude of Faiz towards him.


"Gue think I have to jump directly rik,"


Erik frowned, this fox-changing attitude was what he disliked.


Erik's secretary and Faiz's best friend from a long time ago when they were at school, Erik also knew Faiz's plan to approach Mettasha again, many times reminding but also Faiz was not caring.


Erik's facial features instantly changed, "To get close to your ex again?"


Faiz did not answer, he turned the pen in his hand.


"What you think, you'll lose all if you act recklessly"


"Lo doesn't know what it's like to be a rix"


"Had he just been, mending you focus on this project" Eric handed over his files to Faiz, but Faiz did not care.


"Lo will be satisfied later"


"He has to get back to my side"


"Gue already warned, it's up to you then"


"Lo take care of what I tell you!"


"Cx then, excuse me sir"


Erik backed away in annoyance, working with his boss and best friend, putting him under pressure, taking orders as his boss but also unable to resist, he walked out of Faiz's room, "What do you expect Iz, to do, you've even put a deep wound,"


Faiz looked back at the dossier of the agreement he had agreed and signed himself and Farrel.


Faiz smiled cynically, tapping the paper with his finger, "Lo there's nothing for me"


"And your presence by his side, makes my plan easier, after that we will be back together dear" he said on a piece of photo.


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Farrel had to return to the office after he returned home from college, Alan contacted him and said something important that should be taken care of immediately.


"Where's Lan?"


"Ware El, we have to get there to make sure of ourselves."


"What do you mean?"


" It looks like the company in Kalimantan is having a big problem, and the construction of the project has stopped"


"Why?"


"So we have to investigate"


"So we're going there?"


"Not us but lo El, I have to take care of the company here"


"Here is Lan's father?"


"Lo forgot what it was like, Daddy and Mommy went to Paris this afternoon"


"God I forgot" Farrel pinched his forehead slowly. He had to go to Kalimantan.


"When I go"


"Today too"


"S'hit...."


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With a hasty step Farrel out of the office, to the parking lot and into his car, but Farrel did not immediately run it. He was thinking about what to do, while he couldn't possibly go straight to Metta inside.


"Absolutely complicated," Farrel hit the steering wheel.


"So let's pick it up" Farrel dialed Metta's number many times.


"What kind of work is this?"


"God..."


Many times make a phone call but not picked up, until the phone dies because it runs out of battery. He was forced to run his car and drove from there.


While Mettamasih dissolves in the monitor in front of him, he continues to look at the cursor that moves along with the movement of his fingers on the keyboard.


"Sha, I want to make coffee to the pantry, you want to?"


"I'm not going to Din, I'm going to the toilet first"


"OK come.."


They walked hand in hand to the pantry, Dinda holding the arm of her best friend Metta,


"Eh, Sha lo still owes me the same story"


Metta chuckles "I feel like I have the same mute debt lo"


"Eh.eh.bentar here lo.." Dinda pulled Metta's shoulder


until he faces himself.


"That's a nice necklace, Sha," Dinda drew a soft necklace around Metta's neck.


"Oh lo, anyway,"


"Well you owe more" Metta frowned.


"Lo can't spend your money on expensive stuff like Sha"


"Lo can't believe I can buy an expensive necklace like this?"


"No"


"Well, I can't possibly hahaha either"


Metta and Dinda laughed. "Gue seems very difficult yaa Din"


Dinda re-embraced Metta's arm "Lo not hard, you're just too fond of money lo"


"Damn lo..emang bener"


They laughed again, unaware that a pair of eagle eyes were looking at them from afar. Raising his lips upwards as if he was marking the target of his prey.


"So that necklace is from your boy's girlfriend?" Dinda half yelled when she heard the story from Metta.


Metta hits the arm of his best friend "Suuutt...You can't pelanin lo's crybreng"


"Heh, I still don't believe, he can give you that expensive stuff, said you're still in college"


"Gue doesn't know either, but the proof is that he's giving me this"


"keep believing?don't don't don't he..."


"What do you want to say huh" Metta patted Dinda's thinking shoulder.


"But he gave you a necklace as well as a letter?"


"Oh my God, Dinda, where I dare to ask the letter so, ashamed of you" Metta shook her head.


"Don't he be a rich merchant, or a rich man's son, or he may be heir to the throne."


Metta closed his eyes "He's the President's son.."


"Well..." Dinda gawk he made.


Metta passed out of the pantry with a cup of coffee in his hand, with lips gagged.


"Most people, wonder. Nothing is more useful than good."


"Basic of sliding brains"


Bruck..


Suddenly Metta hit someone, the still hot coffee hit his hand.


"www...Awwwss...Hah. haah.haaah" Metta blew her live hand that was exposed to hot water.


Instantly he felt pulled towards the wastapel not far from there, and placed his hand on the water.


"Still careless,"


Instantly Metta poked his head, looking at the figure that was pulling on him, and the figure that he had hit just now.


"You...."


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