
Kimtan reached into his cellphone in his pants pocket, then typed the number on the flat object and immediately contacted the number, shortly afterwards the call was connected.
"Hello Miss Intan. " Said Kimtan after the phone was connected.
"Who?" Said the young man who looked confused.
"Are you busy? I want to meet you" Kimtan said in a soft voice and sounded at his core, ignoring the question of confusion raised by Intan.
A few minutes there was no answer from his interlocutor Intan. For quite a long time he was silent, after hearing the voice of his interlocutor who was getting clearer. He knew who had contacted him, but where he got his cell phone number.
"You Kimtan. What's calling me?" Intan asked, after a few seconds of silence guessing who called him disrespectfully like this.
Kimtan smiled cynically. "There's something I want to tell you, before you come to my house to eat with my parents." Clearly Kimtan with his cold tone of voice.
Intan was silent, this unfriendly tone Intan was very aware of the meaning of the words of his interlocutor. "Where? Where can we meet?" Ask Intan at the end.
Kimtan sighed softly, "Good. We'll meet at Cafe Late, I'll wait now." Kimtan. After saying that intention, the man immediately severed the connection unilaterally.
"Go to Cafe Late." Kimtan's orders to his driver.
"Good sir." The driver immediately turned his car towards the cafe Late which his master ordered, He drove his car quite quickly.
Kimtan stared at the street, his brain recalling his encounter with the girl. Makes him want to meet the girl he met back, I don't know who the girl really is. Kimtan doesn't care because he really misses his girlfriend.
By looking at the girl's face, it made her feel calm and had new hope for her life.
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"Sorrys. Did you wait long?" Ask Intan who just came.
Kimtan shook his head. "Please sit down." he said, immediately allowing the girl to sit down.
"Thank you." Intan said, he immediately sat his body in a chair right in front of Kimtan.
"Are you actually meeting me on what business?" Intan asked without further ado, the girl immediately asked the 'core' of their meeting to the man in front of her who was still busy playing his cell phone.
"Just relax Miss Intan, you better order some food first. The menu here I guarantee it tastes really good." Kimtan presents a food menu book on Intan.
The girl looked at Kimtan, then picked up her menu book with a bit of roughness. "All right." His dreams with cynicism.
"I knew we'd be betrothed." Kimtan said suddenly, "And I don't approve of it, I hope Miss does" he continued.
"......" Intan was silent for a long time, he did not understand the meaning of the words of the man before him. Why did he refuse to be married to her?
"I don't want to share my heart with anyone else." Kimtan said, clarifying his refusal.
Here Kimtan continued to talk, while Intan did not respond to what Kimtan said. The girl seemed to think Kimtan did not exist, all she did was flip through the menu book she handled boredly.
"Miss are you listening to my words?" kimtan asked annoyed when he found out that the girl in front of him was ignoring him.
Brucks.
Intan closed the menu book tightly, then her eyes looked at Kimtan sharply. "Your father asked for it, why should you talk to me. You should have talked to your Dad, Mister." Intan replied cynically, not forgetting that he also used formal words different from before.
"Servant." Call Intan.
The servant not far from the table both approached and bowed his body saluting.
"Please bring me all these orders." Intan's words show some of the food he ordered.
"Good, Miss." The waiter answered and then left.
"For that I invite you, so that we can help each other to cancel this matchmaking." exclaimed Kimtan annoyed with the attitude Intan did, Intan, he also followed the girl's language by saying formal words. Kimtan squinted his eyes at the girl in front of him.
"You didn't listen to me?" asked Kimtan, after some of his words were not responded by Intan.
"I told you, talk to your parents. Why do you keep whining to me like this. Understood?"
"Huh?" Kimtan couldn't believe what he heard. 'Jeez this woman' Inner Kimtan held back in annoyance.
The waiter came carrying Intan's order, making both his eyes sparkle staring at the appetizing dish.
"Already, already. Our conversation is here, now is the time to eat, I happen to be hungry." exclaimed Intan, immediately eating the food he had ordered.
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"How was your meeting with Miss Intan, sir?" ask Arka while opening the car door for Kimtan.
"Let's see, I'm not sure that woman will agree with the plan I've laid out or not. He looks so haughty and hard to handle." Kimtan recalled how Intan had just met at the Cafe.
"He is one of the children of a conglomerate in Jakarta, Tuan. It's only natural to have such a strong power as a woman, hopefully she'll agree to a plan, sir." Arka Timpal.
"No, you're wrong." Cut Kimtan "Instead, I find absolutely no woman in him. There's only a lioness ready to eat her prey." Said Kimtan makes Arka almost laugh freely if not remember his manners.
His boss is really cruel, Lady as beautiful as Miss Intan only she says like a lioness. Arka shook her head.
"Master, you are indeed unpredictable." muttered Arka refocused on her steering wheel.
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On the other hand, Intan just got into his car after being picked up by the driver. After his meeting with Kimtan, the woman's mood became ugly. The man arrogantly refused this matchmaking, indeed who would be in a match with such a cold man? Thought Intan squeezed her skirt until it was tangled with annoyance.
With a heart still upset. Intan took his phone, then called Mr. Bramasta.
"Hello Mr. Bramasta, I don't seem interested in this matchmaking." Intan said, directly speaking to the core, without the slightest fear.
"Wait ...
"This has been my decision in a mature way. Besides it seems like your son really didn't want this matchup because he just told you me." Intan's words cut off Mr. Bramasta's words, making the old man not at all given a chance to speak.
"Miss Intan, it looks like my son is just joking." Said Mr. Bramasta while chuckling.
'Laughing? Just be right. Inner Intan grieving. "Eitherway. I just want us to call off this matchmaking and we'd better stop our cooperation."
Tut's..
"Huh." Intan's Breath. The girl took a deep breath, she looked out the window. " Sir, we should go home." Intan asked the driver.
"Good, Miss." Answer driver Intan.
His father had more power than that man but he was willing to play with this matchmaking, making him truly like a cheap woman begging as if I wanted this matchmaking. Just be right.
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Tut's.
When the phone connection was interrupted, Mr. Bramasta immediately threw a glass not far from him.
"Suckhead." His fists sharp.
Jonathan, who happened to be in his master's room, was shocked when the glass just floated and almost hit him. It was not the fear that the man was feeling at the moment, but rather the concern he had for his Master.
He knows a lot of complexity in the life of the rich and he has entered into the game. Even so he is grateful because Mr. Bramasta is always kind and trusts himself.
"Sir, it's best to rest first." Jonathan tries to appease his Master, though he has no idea what is going on.
"Jonathan." Mumbles Mr. Bramasta
"Yes, Sir." The answer.
"I tried hard for my family, but I couldn't. Even my son seems to be suffering because of myself. Though I choose a good woman for him, but why he does not want to understand also." lamented Mr. Bramasta.
Jonathan did not know what to comment, he was confused about who to side with because he thought the two were hurting each other. Had they been willing to budge and come to terms with the situation this family might have been harmonious.
But he also knew that his master did this there might be a reason behind it all. Although he did not know it yet, because his master never said anything.
"Sir, every father has his own way of showing his affection. Perhaps the young master had not noticed it." Jonathan smiled trying to calm his master's mind. "You'd better get some rest right away, since your morning schedule is so full." Further.
Mr. Bramasta smiled and did as Jonathan suggested. "You're a good boy, Jonathan." Whisper Mr. Bramasta, making Jonathan smile at the praise of his Master.
"Thank you, sir." Timpal Jonatan with a little shame.
"alright. Please take me home, maybe tomorrow I'll see Intan back to talk about this matchmaking." The words of Mr. Bramasta go ahead of Jonathan.