Love, After it Ends
Bab049's chat.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Now..."

Without taking his eyes off Zein's laptop told someone to knock on his study door.

"Nobody wants to meet my father" said the secretary.

Zein squinted his forehead. "Who.."

The secretary was a little nervous, knowing that the boss did not want to meet someone waiting for him in front. "There's Emily in front of me to meet my father."

"okay! Get him in."

"Good sir.".

Then the secretary came back out and after entering the figure of Emily with a charming appearance, tight and open clothes, wrapped her body so that the curves of her body are clearly visible.

Emily smiles when she sees the idol in front of her, she welcomes in and wants to hug Zein, but a little more Emily until, Zein waves her hand in the air. "Stop, please sit."

Zein stood up and put her feet on the sofa in her room and Emily followed her from behind with a feeling of arrogance because her desire to embrace her male idol was not fulfilled.

"You're what's more" without a stale Zein directly said his sentence flatly.

Emily was a little surprised by Zein's changed attitude.

"I want to see you can't."

"What is the need, if not important please come out" Zein said again with a cold gaze.

"Zei, give me a little time to talk to you, I'm here to miss you, I want to see you, I want to be with you again like before" said the woman with a teasing smile.

Zein just screeched and glanced at him for a moment. " Nonsense."

"Zein I'm serious, while abroad I can't spare you, I want you to continue." Emily doesn't want to lose she keeps convincing the man in front of her.

"Yeah, masaaa?.. Then the guy you posted that to your IG with the message, who is it?. And you can still say you can't escape me." Zein glanced at him with a mocking look.

"I broke up with him." Emily enthusiastically said those words hoping that Zein would believe her and immediately returned to her arms.

"Udahlah Em. Among us there is no match anymore, you were the one who wanted this farewell."

"Yes that was, but I ain't."

"Stop! Please leave, before I commit violence." point Zein at the door of the room telling the woman to come out immediately.

"Zein, please don't beg-."

Zein cuts Emily's words. "Get out or I'll call security."

Emily walked to the exit.

"remember Zein, you will have refused me" he said before leaving Zein's room.

Without answering Emily's words, Zein returned to her desk. 'Bodo is very much on what Emily said'. He thought so, and he focused on his job again.

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"Siall.. Why did Zein reject me anyway, what a lack of me, watch out for you Zein." the woman clenched her hands in the air, after coming out of Zein's office building.

"I have to make a plan from now on." the woman's smile came up, then reached into her bag and took her phone to order a taxi online.

Fifteen minutes later he reached his apaetement and threw his body into the back of the sofa.

What he had to do in the future with a lonely job and his finances began to thin especially after breaking up from Reyhan. Emily regretted that it was no longer meaningful now Reyhan was also difficult for her to contact, Emily only realized that Reyhan's figure sincerely loved her so that whatever Emily wanted Reyhan always fulfilled it and on time, she said, but whatever the power of love and heart Emily already imprinted on the figure of a Zein Alfian, he accepted Reyhan used to only fill his boredom of time abroad first.

[Sorry mom, there's still no offer for Emily.] Reply to a message from someone she contacted.

"Sialaaannn.." Emily gets emotional and slams her phone.

Then he stood up and stepped his feet into the bathroom.

Half an hour Emily wrestled with her make-up she immediately came out of her apartment to go to the discotheque according to her friend's invitation.

Frenetic discotheque music filled Emily's hearing, her eyes wobbly looking for the figure of the Goddess, the wave of the hand she saw and immediately headed to her friend's place.

"How are you doing, Em.. It's so tangled in the face."

"Bete me." said Emily who was sitting next to her friend.

"No bete-betean, I know someone would not" said Dewi with a distinctive smile.

"Who, if I don't know I'm ogah yaa." Emily glanced at her friend who was pouring a win drink into a small glass.

The goddess laughed after the drink was sipped in one gulp. "Lo just calm down, not only this tajir mah, really rich, as long as you want to meet him, whatever you ask for sure in love with him."

"Temenin how do you mean to Wi." Emily did not understand what her best friend meant.

"Yeah of your time so don't understand anyway, just ya call the guy first..! Om.. Here."

Not far from where they sat came a man who could be said to be more worthy of being Emily's father.

"Nih om, know me, Em nih om Broto."

Then the two shook hands, and mentioned each other's names.

Emily was a little uncomfortable when sitting had to stick with the om-om.

"You don't drink.? Drink a little fresh" Broto said by offering Emily a glass of win, Emily received it with a little nervousness.

"Don't be so nervous, if you're not used to drinking it don't have to be fussed, then I just chat." said the man then took another glass of win held by Emily.

"What do you do." asked the man named Broto while smoking his cigarette.

"Model om, but these last few weeks are quiet." replied Emily.

"Oh!. So there is no income yes, can not shopping and dong arts." said Broto like to understand that women the age of Emily again senengnya scatter money.

"Om it." said Emily with a clumsy smile.

Then the two were dissolved in his chatter and Emily was a little able to casually respond to the words of the man beside her, and, while the Goddess was out of nowhere she just went with a man who was the same age as the man in front of her now.

"Where do you live." asked Broto in between his chat.

"In the apartment." Emily answered.

"Have it alone or still rent." Broto asked.

"Hire om, and I am confused again have to pay rent, if there is work can om bargain to me." said Emily.

"Don't work, someone as beautiful as you love to work" Broto said by stroking Emily's cheek.

Emily could only smile awkwardly, then the man in front of her reached into her pocket and came out with a thick envelope.

"This is to pay for your apartment rental and your needs, if you don't talk to me" Broto said, giving the envelope to Emily's hand.

Emily is happy not to play her heart has cheered happily, just by accompanying her conversation has been as much money that is spent om-om in front of her, how if more can be bought at home even a car, even a car, so Emily's mind has drifted far.

With a smile, Emily received the envelope. "Thank you, very nice."

Broto was smiling. "Together beautiful."

Both of them also throw a smile at each other, Broto does not want to now do that, but he wants to slowly get the girl in front of him now.

"Can you ask for your number, if at any time you want to talk again.?"

"Of course I can." Emily immediately recorded her number on the om-om phone.

And after a while later Broto said goodbye because on his son's phone that the wife's disease relapsed.

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