Love You, Mr Shin!!
116. Join Lunch's

Intending to have lunch outside, Dhiarra had locked the drugstore safe and went out of the magnificent building of the Central terminal. The sky at noon was very hot. Even the asphalt road that was passed seemed to evaporate. The hot asphalt slapped his face and breath.

Rushing the immigrant girl crossed the road to a diner that specifically sells special menus of Indonesian food. It was the bowl of spicy meatballs that was lingering in the head at this moment.

Ish's..Dharra flinched, surprised. Because remember that in the wallet only the remaining cash is five ringgit. And of course that's not enough to make up for a bowl of special meatballs, as well as a glass of delicious ice milo that is very desirable.

Shadow meatballs spicy veins and delicious sauce in the bowl, like he was scraping his mouth. It runs in the mouth and is very painful in the stomach.

It has long been the bright girl not to mention enjoying the meatballs urate. Since felt imprisoned without bars in an Indonesian home. Remember that, Dhiarra again felt very angry at her new husband, Hazrul!

Don't want to go back to the Central terminal to drain the money in the cashier drawer. Because, the sun in the sky feels increasingly stinging and glare.

Dhiarra chose to enter the bank office next to the restaurant. Which happens to be the brand name of his bank card account, My Bank to you, Malaysia.

After a moment of worry. Dhiarra chose to connect the queue series in the card swipe machine. The queue at the book swipe teller is also no less elongated. Shadow meatballs that continue to roll in the head, in a moment forced to be oppressed and crushed.

"Dhiarra..!" An unfamiliar but ever heard greeting from the side.

"Bang Faiz..!" Those beautiful eyes widened while saying the name no less exciting.

"Did you do it here..?!" Faiz, the assistant of master Shin is low beside Dhiarra. The visitors at the My Bank to you office, began to notice them.

"I'd like to withdraw cash money ringgit, bang faiz.."

"With the money, is it..?" Faiz smiled as he asked. The Malaysian man looks attractive and sweet.

"That's it, bang Faiz... Brother, what are you doing here?" Dhiarra leads the view to the corners of the room.

Right.., that's him! The person who was thought to be coming with Faiz was sitting on the sofa in the corner of my Bank's room. Shin was looking straight at those who were talking. Dhiarra quickly shifted his eyes again at Faiz.

"I'm out of cash.." Faiz frowned for a moment.

"Dhiarra, the queue is very long. Son no, for my money? If you don't like free, you can change it any time.." Faiz spoke more and more softly as he offered help to the girl. I don't want people around to look at both.

"Thank you, bang Faiz..I don't think it sucks. Your refund time is still on me.." Dhiarra's bright smile, together with his refusal to offer good Faiz with a smoother voice. They looked familiar and were whispering to each other.

"Hm..!! Iz...!" The two people who were talking turned their heads quickly at the same time. Shin had moved away from the sofa and stood upright near them. His laser eyes watched Dhiarra for a moment.

"Yes, Mr. Shin.. What's hal..?" Faiz who had approached the master seemed to listen to Shin whispering in his ear. Then Shin left Faiz who was nodding while looking at Dhiarra.

Faiz had returned to Dhiarra in the queue.

"Dhiarra, Mr. Shin wants you out of line. Oh. oh..! Follow us.." Faiz's body pulled over slightly to the side so that Dhiarra did not hesitate to immediately give up on his queue.

Because Faiz continued to talk on the side and was disinclined at the person who was also seriously queuing in line, the girl shifted over. Then followed Faiz who had walked after Dhiarra was seen leaving the line.

The beautiful Malay girl who was sitting opposite Shin, turned her head to the side observing Dhiarra.

" Shin, who is he..?" Sazlina, who was familiar with Shin, went back to observing Dhiarra.

"Sheer stepson Hazrul. There's a reason, Hazrul put him in my house, temporarily.." Shin's eyes glanced at Dhiarra. And back to the food on the plate. Sazlina occasionally still looked blatantly at the newcomer's beautiful girl.

Dhiarra and Faiz who were sitting opposite, next to Sazlina and Shin, just silently listened. The Indonesian girl seemed to not care about Sazlina and Shin's discussion about her. Just seizing a bit disappointed, the shadow of eating spicy urate meatballs was forced to postpone.

"How much would you like to charge with this picture of yours, Sazlin..?" The conversation had come to the core purpose of lunch. Shin was observing the pattern of the new clothes shown by Sazlina.

"I've made five designs. This is Shin's world class.. I son, you pay for each of my drawings seven thousand ringgit. How sort..Okay...?" Sazlina drank orange juice in her glass.

Hearing Shin and Sazlina's conversation, made Dhiarra very interested in listening but not seen. Just hold your back as straight as possible, to be taller and easily steal the view of the image. Dhiarra really did not expect this. The fact that Shin was hunting for a dress design, was shocking!

"What if all five of your designs I buy a total of thirty thousand..? I think this picture, and this one, is less interesting. Too much bead and lace, Saz.." Shin was so confident and resolute in judging Sazlina's design drawings. He did not want to approve the price of his designer just like that.

"Yes, Shin...! I think because pressed for time, you can't think about it. You are this, indeed..! Okay.., just pay me the number you just mentioned.." Sazlina laughed a little. Shin was meticulous and understood the tastes of the market. It can never be fooled.

When they look serious. So the opportunity of Dhiarra to pay attention to the results of Sazlina's design in his book. Oh..Like it seems.. Even without a sample of his clothes, Shin so royal buy it... Oh, it's easy to be Sazlina..! Who, him..?

" Hai..! Why are you looking at my picture?! Want to..?!" Ishe..! Dhiarra was indeed surprised, but was furious with Sazlina's arrogant reprimand at him.

" No..! Your picture is pretty good. But, I don't want to..!" Dhiarra's greeting sounded fierce to Sazlina.

The two women who did not know each other looked at each other.

"Already, Dhiarra..! Finish your food..!" This time Shin rebuked him. Shin stared at her sharply.

The man often cornered Dhiarra if he was with people. No matter what the problem is and who is wrong. It is only forced to sigh that Dhiarra will do. Sabarin...

"Thank you, Mr. Shin... I move first.. Bang Faiz's.." Dhiarra had finished eating and stood up while greeting his retreat and left. Shin did not nod. Just silently looked at the passing of the girl's back.

"Tergesa very what a thing, Dhiarra..?!" Faiz exclaimed from his chair.

Dharra stopped and looked.

"It's over my break, bang Faiz.. Eshababrink..!" Before actually further away, Dhiarra waved a slight hand at Faiz.

"Wa'alaikumusalam's chat. Careful, Dhiarra..!" Faiz answered his greetings and waved.

"Heav..Faiz...What a thing, you! Very familiar looking?! You have a heart for Indon's pump..?!" Sazlina exclaimed in amazement at the attitude of Shin's over-familiar assistant to Dhiarra.

"Just be pity, I'm Saz...!" Faiz quickly kept his smile back. Especially when he realized Shin was looking at him and staring at him. The master is often so. With anyone.. As if not willing if Faiz tried to accrap with any woman. Only a matter of work alone is always expected of the master from him.