
Diandra then took Damar to a restaurant inside the hotel and sat on the side near the entrance. "Please sit down Brother."
"Eh, yes."
Both sit. Damar circulated the view in the modern-style all-white room. It feels elegant and classy.
The woman offered him a drink. "You what? A tea? Coffee?"
"Anything."
"No dong ...." The woman smiled as she pulled her long hair behind her ears. "Chose, what do you want?"
Why does he look so. Is it because I'm still her brother-in-law, but it's working hours now? Damar cleared his throat for a while and picked up the menu book that Diandra had proffered. They soon ordered a drink.
"May I see the products, brother?"
"Eh, yeah." Damar gave the map he had brought.
The woman then slowly looked at the contents of the map consisting of brochures of various products. He studied it one-on-one.
The woman, occasionally tucking her hair behind her ears when looking down made Damar inexplicably notice the way the woman moved and looked.
Soft eyes moved down the sheet of paper in front and occasionally smoothed his lips in some way.
Sometimes he bit his lips, drown both lips in his mouth or advance his mouth making Damar sometimes flabbergasted to see it.
The man had never noticed a woman to such a detail. Oh, ever. When I was with Shasa, and that feeling is now like it's happening again. Bizarrely. He rarely noticed the movements of women on his face but this woman could make him want to laugh. Of course he could not do it because even though they were brothers-in-law but right now, they are working. He tried to be professional at work.
"So I said yes, Kak, because actually there are many companies that want to replace our partner company, so I want fair(fair). No papa, right?"
"No papa." Damar was a little disappointed.
The woman put the map to the side when their drink arrived. Damar started stirring his coffee with a small spoon and Diandra covered her hands on the teacup.
"Sister now has a child how many sister?" ask the woman politely.
"Oh, I'm not married yet. It's Rika's wedding, I came alone."
That was when they first met. At the time of Abra's marriage, Diandra could not come because she accompanied Abra's marriage boycotting her, but at the time of Rika's wedding, he came because Rika's husband was in the hospital with Kevin to make it easier for her to attend Rika's wedding and be able to congratulate her brother, Abra.
There, Diandra was introduced to Damar by Adam. Just then the woman nodded her head at Damar and that was it. They have never spoken.
"Oh, I think because your wife is not present."
"You alone?" Damar sipped his coffee.
"I? Oh, married." Diandra showed me her wedding ring. "It's only been a year, brother."
"Oh, so no kids yet?"
The woman laughed sweetly. "Not yet."
Back they plumbed their drinks in silence.
"Em, do you have a boyfriend?" ask the woman continues.
"Oh, I'm uh .. still busy with work." Damar scratched his head that did not itch.
The runaway! Must be a long time ago. Diandra glanced at Damar as she raised her cup. "Do you want me to match up, brother?"
"Eh?" Damar is now scratching his forehead. This conversation was least liked by him, because it made him stifled. He laughed slowly while thinking of how to avoid it.
But Diandra seemed to understand Damar's anxiety. "Yes .. not directly Sis. Later that night, Andra had a meeting with Andra Kak, a rame-rame. Dude. We're playing ice skating. There are singles who are already a couple, later Andra knowsin. Wanna don't?"
"I-I can't play ice skating," Damar replied stammering.
"No papa, I'll teach you."
"But .. My position is only Manager. I don't have a company." Just talk that Damar feels inferior. Back he scratched his head.
"No papa Brother. Andra's friends are friendly."
"But ...."
"Actually ... Andra does not have a partner because Andra's husband can not come because he is busy. Later there play the exchange of couples so Andra confused. Andra always has no friends." The woman lowered her head for a while and then raised her head. "You want meenin Andra over there? Later if you males talk later sit next to Andra aja."
Damar scratched his forehead and then let out a long sigh. "Yes already."
They then exchanged phone numbers.
"Later malem, pick up Andra huh?"
"Yes." Yeah."
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"Where's Papi's son?"
Shasa aimed at the two babies who were playing on the carpet with their maid. Lione was on her stomach and Lina was starting to be able to sit by leaning on Shasa. The two turned to HP, which showed Abra staring at her children from her office.
"Repail." Lina quickly responded to the image making Abra wave at her.
"vlione ... Lena ...." The man waved his hand.
"Ba ba ba ba."
"Darling, when did you start college again? Hasn't the papers been taken care of?" abra asked his wife.
"Not yet, I'm still busy taking care of the kids."
"Eh, don't be. Think about your college, later if not reconnected, baby right? After going to college again, you have to start again from the beginning. Loss then. Loss in age loss in time. Already, take care of your college. If you need another maid, I'll find her."
"Yes, I'll take care of it."
"Don't forget, dear."
"Yeah." Yeah."
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I heard the door knocking. Rika who was holding her baby looked towards the kitchen. The assistant is busy in the kitchen.
The first thing to do is to protect your child. He's clutching.
"Eh ...." Raven's eyes glanced at the baby in the girl's arms and then at Rika. He actually just came to ask, but as he expected, this must be true. "Sorry, I came to disturb you, but may I ask."
"Your time is up, and I don't want to answer anything." Rika immediately closed the door rudely but Raven immediately held her back.
"Rome ...."
"For you to come, go!" rika sewot shouted making her baby cry. He had to silence the baby by shaking his body. "Duh, honey," he murmured.
The door itself opens again. Raven could see the girl's eyes starting to turn red. It's a misdeed. "Mmh .. congratulations, you're married."
Rika glanced at him sharply.
"Mmh .. sorry I was late to congratulate you. By the way (after all), congratulations on having a baby."
Rika looked at her son and wiped the tears that had fallen. "Duh, Mama's son. I'm sorry Mama, honey yes," she muttered hugging the baby.
"Eh .. who's his name?" Raven had trouble straightening her speech but her curiosity was also huge.
"Erlang." The girl's lyrics were sharp towards Raven. He grabbed his son and rubbed his back so that he would shed his tears.
Raven's throat was choked but she still wanted to ask. "What ... the child was—"
"He's my son!" It turned out that Bima had come from behind Raven made the two shocked. Bima was also surprised to see Raven is the person Rika met. "Oh ... Raven?"
"Oh, yes sir."
Bima is confused what to say. On one hand he knows Raven as Shasa's neighbor, and on the other hand, what she is ... He glanced at his wife. How does this young man know his home? "How do you know this is my house?"
"I'm .. one campus equals Rika, sir."
"Then ...?" Bima glanced at the two.
Raven did not know how to explain the next one because he was really not ready to meet Bima. His mind at that time just wanted to ask Rika and her steps came to a halt here. What does he have to say now? "I-i ...."
"Rika my wife and she's my son."
Bima's statement made Raven stop looking. "Eh, yes sir, sorry." The boy pretended to look at the clock. "Ah, I'm going to college first, I want a class. Excuse me, assalamu'alaikum."
Bima answered his greetings. Raven then got into the car and then left. Bima approached his wife.
Rika hugged him. "Maas ...."
"Is this his son?"
"My child. It's my son!"
From there, Bima knew the answer. He doesn't want to ask anymore. "Mmh, can I have lunch at home?"
The girl nodded. He lifted his head.
Bima wiped away the tears that had already slid from both of his wife's neutrals. "He's my son."
The girl nodded happily. Both then went into the house.
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Damar was completely confused. He had used ice skating shoes but he was only able to walk on the edge of the arena while holding on to the iron fence. He did not dare to walk to the middle, even though the friends of Diandra and the girl had slid to the middle with ease as if they had been from birth using the shoes. He sighed and grumbled.
Suddenly Diandra approached. He thrust out his gloved hand at Damar. "Come, here."
"Eh, I'm just here. It's okay." Damar didn't want to be like a fool who skated ice and fell in front of his girlfriends. Especially since the friends of the woman were talking about their respective companies. Damar really had no face to be there.
"Come .. It's easy!"
Damar looks very sad.
The woman kept moving her fingers. "Come on(come). You shut up later I'll tell you."
Doubtfully Damar welcomed Diandra's hand. The man pulled the woman and started walking.
"Don't be afraid, just straighten your body."
Damar. Unknowingly he moved in the direction where Diandra was going. The body, which was initially stiff and tense from fear of falling, now enjoys going to every place the woman takes her.
The woman saw that Damar was starting to like the game. "Easy right?"
"Yes, uh no ...." Damar's still worried.
Diandra laughs. "Let's here I teach." The woman stopped in front of Damar by tilting her shoes and grasping both hands of the man who was already in gloves.
Damar still looks confused.
"Follow me, brother?"
"Oh, yes," the man replied quickly.
Diandra again stood to the side and clasped Damar's one hand. He walked back while holding the man's hand. "Follow my leg, leg!"
Damar saw Diandra's footwork and imitated it. He could walk and was no longer pulled. He could walk next to the woman. The guy likes it. "Eh, can I?"
Diandra then took it off.
"Eh, wait!" Damar panicked so that he stopped in the middle of the road. He almost fell but then was able to maintain balance.
"Come over here, brother!" The woman called with her hand.
Damar hesitates but turns out he can. "Oh, I can."
But they did not see a child who was learning ice skating sliding towards them and nudged Damar. Because, Damar hit Diandra and overpowered him.
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Come on, want to see Lione's twin, right? Tuh, until Papitonya sleeps less. Greetings, ingflorađź’‹