Let go of me
Avoiding Andre
True Erik's guess, Andre who saw the closeness of Alya and Erik from a distance was really unable to hold back emotions.
..." Fuckin ! he deliberately heated me up. Instead of keeping a distance with Alya he was getting more friendly, Ah......... ! Andre's really frustrated...
The next day Alya woke up early in the morning, doing his usual routine, today it was his turn to go to the market. Riding the motor belongs to the owner of the house, a motorbike that is specifically for the servants if they want to get out of the house.
..." Bismillah, good luck with "Inner Alya....
He gave a friendly smile to the security guard who opened the door for him. Alya was riding the bike at medium speed, not wanting to rush.
Unbeknownst to Alya, a luxury car follows her from behind. The driver may be a person who is not working or can also be a person who is very obsessed with something.
Alya parked his motorbike in a parking lot that he thought was safe, after feeling safe he immediately entered the market. Because Alya was since childhood in a simple family, it is certainly easier for him to shop at ordinary markets whose prices are certainly more affordable than in supermarkets or supermarkets that may seem hygienic.
..." Alya spirit, I have to cook chicken soup today for Mr. Hendrik, he seems to like chicken soup. I hope my cooking doesn't disappoint "...
Alya recalled a few days before her employer was so enjoying the soup made by Bibi, for that Alya took the initiative to make chicken soup specifically for her employer.
......" Ah, my cooking is also not bad bad, too, Mr. Hendrik must have liked it "Alya muttered, He was so enthusiastic about his plans. ......
When he was about to go home Alya was surprised to find his motorbike that was not found in the parking area, he even asked the parking guard but he was disappointed to get a disappointing answer.
..." Oh God ! how about this, I've lost Mr. Hendrik's bike. How do I explain her "Murm Alya confused....
Suddenly he was surprised by the arrival of someone he knew so well.
..." You........ ! " Alya's eyes glared almost out of place....
He tried to avoid the man, carrying his heavy groceries. For him there was always nothing good about meeting that person, while Andre who was surprised by Alya's reaction continued to chase after him.
..." Wait Alya, I'll take you home. " Andre offered....
" No need Sir, I can go home by myself "Alya replied trying to be patient.
But Andre's determination made his patience thin.
......" Couldn't you just once not bother me, go if you want to go home, why should you invite " ......
Just now Alya was about to call uncle rickshaw but Andre's remark held back his intention.
......"Do you not want to take your master's motorcycle, did not you come here with a motorbike, then where is the motor. Have you sold to meet other needs ha.....! embarrassing " ......
^^^..." What Mr has hidden my bike, hehehe. It turned out that this great lord of a distinguished family could also steal. What collection in the house Master is still so lacking that still had time to take the thought of having someone else "...^^^
Alya did not want to lose to that man, the man who had already ravaged her heart. A man who offers sincere love but also gives a very painful wound with unreasonable insults.
Andre just scratched the scratch of his head that actually did not itch, he did not expect his plan would fail and Alya still chose to return home without a motor from his employer.
" A shit "
Hunt Andre reached into his cell phone to contact someone.
..." Take the butut motor immediately, I'll send the address "...
..." I can't get him in trouble again by coming back without that bike, ah Ndre, then try again "He chose to go from there....
Being in this place he has sacrificed a lot of things but there is no result at all.
..." It's all because of that jerk, the one who took Alya away from where he worked before. Just be careful when I meet, I will make a calculation with you " Andre murmured....
***
Alya riding a rickshaw, because the market is not too far away indeed many Mothers who go to the market using the rickshaw service.
" How about this, what should I say to Mr. Hendrik or to Mas Erik if later they ask why I came home without a motorbike. Where is their motor, O Allah "
Alya got out of the rickshaw and paid for it, not forgetting He thanked me.
" Eh Non Alya, Alhamdulillah finally Non came home too, so that Mang dadang who brought his groceries, quickly entered because Mr. Hendrik and also Mas Erik had been waiting for Non Alya "
Alya's heart skipped a beat, really He didn't know what to do.
" Astagfirullah...... ! the bike is here "Alya is surprised.
..." Mang, who was carrying this bike "Tanya Alya....
" Oh that was said friend Non, earlier said he borrowed the bike, and had permission Non because Non prefers to ride the rickshaw "
Alya was increasingly astonished to hear the narration of Mang Dadang.