Love You, Mr Shin!!
20. Adrian

Toke (boss) drugstores today are not on business. Was celebrating the joy at the home of his close friend in Batu Berambu.

And now it is boiling pretty with the sidekick in the room quietly. His phone just got a message in the form of a report from the bank there has been an incoming transfer. And that's from Shin's own account. Reading it, like not believing it!

The girl admitted, even if the price Shin gave was only two thousand, it was already very high. Because if in Indonesia, as good as the work.., but if beginners, it will certainly be valued only a few hundred thousand rupiah, or equal to hundreds of ringgit only. And about this, surely Shin also knew. Ah, good, Mr Shin!

What reason... Did Shin secretly feel pity and pity for feeling guilty about Hazrul's behavior..? Or did Shin know that he was the maker and owner of the dress design?

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Yuaneta is lying on her side facing the side of her side.

"Ra..., o'm your messenger Raaaa....Similar GPU oles, sriwing-sriwing kayak breeze, cool breezy but anget....!" yuaneta's eyes widened while motioning on her back, staring at the ceiling of her room. It was ashar.

Dhiarra was astonished "He is old.. Cook your taste buds too?" the hair-loop girl, whose loop had been amply on the pillow muttered.

"You want to be the mistress of a handsome, wealthy om-om like her." Yuaneta patted her forehead.

" But Denis, Nett...You will sin."

"Part of Shin uncle kayaks also want the class of Luna Maya.., Raline Shah.., Hannah Rashid.., or Velove Lexia.. We just sit in the corner." Dhiarra chimed in while continuing to sleep in the style of meoww.

"Yelah.yelah.. I already have Denis bang, which to me is much more cute than your stepmom..! Pity if I let go.. So, you're the only one standing up for him, Ra.." Yuaneta poked Dhiarra's cheek which was still closed.

"Adrian is still my lover..." Dhiarra spoke sighing against drowsiness.

"Open your eyes, you're no longer her lover. He hasn't seen you yet.." Yuaneta complains and is astonished.

"But it's still a month.. It could be that next week he came..," those eyes had opened all of a sudden.

"But, Nett... Adrian was like throwing me away. Didn't reply to my message.also didn't try to call me. Have we broken up..?"

"Obviously you have no relationship.. El-de-er is not... You don't feel bad.., you're not sad.., and you don't dream..?" yuaneta's face turned to the side.

" No...It's not anymore.. Just the beginning of nyampek here just sad. But sometimes you miss, Nett..."

Dhiarra flipped over, sideways facing Yuaneta.

"Ah, soon you must forget each other. But.., you haven't done anything forbidden, have you?" Yuaneta smiles meaningfully.

"Hands each other..," Dhiarra changed the position to be supine, similar to the closest. Then I smiled at Adrian. But it turned sour later.

"Why a wry smile?" Yuaneta.

"Yes...Because, at the airport my flight here.. He wanted to hug kiss me. It's a public place.." Dharra was complaining.

"Milk...?" a little bit of compassion felt by Yuaneta.

"Kangen...," Dhiarra hesitated reply.

"Ash come on, Ra...He doesn't miss you either..! Just get the measles already! Focus, focus on your uncle.. Tajiiirr, Raa.. Darlasuts... Opportunity in front of your eyes! Sambar..!" Yuaneta was very fiery cheering the sidekick.

"Gee, Nett..In my arms, she's very old.. After all, I just want to be a match with Indonesian men. I don't want to be Malaysian. I don't want to be like you, away from relatives.." Dhiarra was no longer sleepy at all.

Yuaneta poked her cheek once again.

"Sir Shin is not old... There are three three.. Incredibly charming and young. It's still the same way the ice-em-aaa kid... Come, Ra.. Who knows your soul mate.. We can be neighbors forever.. No need to go back to Indonesia... Your mother's here anyway, right?" Yuaneta kicked her foot on the beautiful smooth calf of the karib slowly.

" You are, Nett.. It's so easy to talk.. Indeed, Mr. Shin is an item. Nosey if desired. He was tall. Like the mountain of Merapi... Likes to spray hot lava. Everyone's against him.." Dhiarra back laying sideways. Yuaneta.

"Eits..Raas...You forget, you guys are worth it. You were successful and rich. Who made you like this? I think even Master Shin is secretly feeling bad for you. You should sit equally low standing just as high if acting in front of him..!" the Yuaneta protests are quite long.

"The problem is that Uncle Shin is a lot older than me. I have to be polite and keep my attitude.. It's easy, picking up a guy like him...." Dhiarra turned back his back on his back.

"If you're a soul mate, nothing is difficult. Everything will be easy. The proof is me and Dennis. Like the earth and the sky. We even had different beliefs. Alhamdulillah, Ra... Our journey has been made easy.."

"But your age is not much.. So don't hesitate to pepet each other.... Ish, what... Already Nett. I'm tired. Let's just go to sleep!"

Dhiarra immediately turned around after speaking. Yuaneta.

Yuaneta was also acting so, turning quickly to her back to Dhiarra with sneering lips.

They fell into a deep sleep through Maghrib time. The loud Adhan sound of the Batu Berambak mosque has even bounced and failed to penetrate the eardrum in their ears.

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The parking lot at a factory (factory/company) garment is empty. Two handsome men who were standing, seemed to be conversing for a moment rather quietly.

"Don't forget your duty, Iz... Get immediately!" the two men looked at each other.

"Ready sir. I'll try to get it as soon as possible!" the man called Iz nodded and replied.

" It was especially how the girl could hold so much money, that Hazrul borrowed it.." the man began to move away from Iz.

"Every master, don't worry...!" Iz slightly exclaimed lowly at the master.

The two men had moved away from each other, approaching their cars in their respective places. Iz with a car that he drives himself, and the master will slide fast with his loyal driver.

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Shin Adnan walked hastily through the footpath in his quiet and dimly lit courtyard. The male waiter who was used to welcoming, was seen approaching with just as much excitement.

"Good night sir." the male servant nodded respectfully as he bowed slightly to Shin.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Shin silently stood up while watching the servant.

"There is no sir.. It's just, Ms. Dhiarra didn't come to dinner."

Hearing his servant's report, Shin fell silent. His black machete brows slightly moved closer to each other.

"The Indonesian girl has not returned?" shin's question sounded flat and slippery.

"I haven't been seen yet, sir," the waiter nodded.

"Be prepared to wait for him. Tell me to come to the dinner table, any time. After that, tell me immediately. You gotit?" Shin looked at the man's servant with his sharp eyes. But he was not angry at the waiter.

The young man's servant nodded. He is not worried or worried. For him, the master is the master who is always firm, but also good. Only one unfortunately, the handsome master who was too well established and mature it did not have a permanent lover!

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Dhiarra has come home slowly..

Wake up after isya' and approach eight o'clock. It was also awakened by Dennis Tan, Yuaneta's husband who came home from work.

Gelagat wanted to quickly return to the mansion, held back by Yuaneta and her husband. Both forced Dhiarra to wait for the arrival of a jumbo pizza that had been ordered by Denis Tan for the three of them to spend at his home.

And now kinilah...

The newcomer girl quickened her pace as she felt someone walking closer towards her. Feel like chasing each other, avoiding but being chased.

"Sister... Ms ...!" fast footsteps are slowed. How to call the usual.

"Eh... Call me kee..?!" Dhiarra a little relief.Rupanya this homeworker.

"Rubber.. Just want to convey a message master, Ms. Dhiarra awaited at the dining table. Soon..," the waiter waited.

Although astonished because it had missed dinner, but Dhiarra nodded promisingly.

The young servant passed. Walk more hastily ahead of Dhiarra. Only Shin's big room was the goal. Willing to report, that the Indonesian girl has come...