
...Happy reading beloved...
The morning when her eyes opened perfectly, Zabina gasped in shock considering that her phone since yesterday had not been activated as fast as lightning her hand grabbed the sling bag she was wearing. Zabina grimaced at the figure of 50 missed calls from Oman. Before dialing the name of the inheritance husband first he glanced at the weker on the nightstand. He felt guilty for not informing Oman of his departure. Remembering the scene that was enough to make his chest tight, even so he still called Oman.
Several times Zabina tried to call Oman but apparently her phone could not be contacted, finally Zabina kept her phone and walked to the bathroom to clean herself, today she wants to visit the company PT. Adhira all attended meetings with construction companies from Indonesia who wanted to work with his company as well as an exercise for him before meeting with foreign companies the next day.
Last night at the hospital, Mr. Sapto had briefly explained about the company. Finished cleaning himself, Zabina then opened the closet which turned out clothes that fit the size tlah neatly lined up. Zabina smiled widely, she was sure if Retno prepared everything.
‘Thanks for Retno.” Zabina muttered with a smile that always framed her face.
Finished neatly dressed and applying thin makeup to her beautiful face with hair allowed to decompose adds to the impression of adulthood. Zabina went out of the room and went straight to the dining table for breakfast, first visited and stayed at the house of Mr. Sapto and breakfast itself did not make Zabina disappointed, he said, he understands the situation of Mr. Sapto who only lives with his only daughter and is currently being treated. Zabina greatly admired Sapto who, after his wife had gone to the Creator, remained faithful.
Seeing the loyalty of Mr. Sapto to his wife, Zabina smiled bitterly considering the story of her brother who even his grave is not dry but her husband married again and worse with himself who incidentally is his sister-in-law.
Completed his breakfast quickly and then left for the office with escorted by a private driver Pak Sapto after first saying goodbye to ART who was still faithfully waiting for him until he left the dining table. The original ART Pak Sapto Indonesia makes the atmosphere of the luxury house feel in Indonesia let alone the food presented is truly the taste of Indonesia.
“Bi, I'm leaving first, yes. Assalamualaikum,,,”
“Waalaikumsalam, be careful neng.”
“Good morning miss, can I help you ?” ask the receptionist named Sarah kindly according to the nametag neatly pinned on her chest
“Good morning, Miss Sarah, can you show me Mr Radit's room ?” no less politely Zabina made her point to the receptionist who stood with a smile on her
“Sorry miss, she has not arrived yet. Miss can wait for her to dofa there.” He said while pointing at a sofa that was special enough for guests.
Zabina stepped up gracefully, she deliberately did not introduce herself as the owner of the company. He wants to see the performance of the employees directly. For the repsionis he has a thumbs up because it is polite to guests.
Glancing at the famous brand watches on his wrist that have shown at 07:00 local time, Zabina cursed Radit who was supposed to come early while opening the WA status on her phone intending to make status so that her two best friends soon catch up with her, but his eyes widened perfectly to see the status of WA Oman “I’m Coming Singapore”.
“Dear, the world turned out to be very narrow. See the woman apparently fled here to relieve her heartache. “ a voice shifted her gaze from the phone in her hand
“You guys ???” Zabina gawked in disbelief at his vision
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Who, then, reprimanded Zabina ??? don't forget the support