
Dirgantara Malik Alkeenan, a species of living creatures that look complicated. The son of a famous businessman who has a personality as cold as a 7-door refrigerator. No one understood what he wanted and no one could understand his way of thinking either.
Even once he never met with his female employees, and if there is a need then he will tell his secretary to convey that important thing. And now he greeted Dinda a girl who was far from famous.
Dinda wondered Is the man talking to himself?
Wh why?
Whys? Whys?
The 25-year-old woman's forehead shriveled. Shortly afterwards Dinda scratched her eyebrows that did not feel itchy. He was confused, nervous and feeling awkward.
Many times he opened his mouth wanting to talk but many times he closed his lips again.
Freaky,
Famous directors are picky in talking to people. Talk to himself again and again!
Is this a good or a danger that begins to strike.
Dirga stopped his cell phone playing. He looked at Dinda who was still silent in confusion.
"Let's go home?".Take Dirga to look at the woman who still looks confused
"Where?" Dinda asked a little in wonder, looking left right. Afraid, she talked to someone else. Shame that exists.
"Go home to your parents?" Dinda smiled a little
"Will you propose to me?" questions he should not have asked
Dirga was speechlessly annoyed staring at the face of Dinda's innocence
"Don't expect it"
"If so why should I...."
"Is there anyone here besides us?" Dirga answered cutting off Dinda's conversation.
"We?" Dinda blushed embarrassed to realize Dirga's good looks
"Then?"
"No-no",
"Are all the employees in my office like you?" Tanya Dirga caught Dinda a little slow
"No.. Meanin? Why should I?"
Dinda asked back with a smile and followed Dirga from behind. From a distance Dinda saw Bayu still in the company area. Dinda ran and without hesitation managed to pull the man's arm. It was like an unexpected miracle. In addition to talking together he can also touch the CEO at the company freely.
And one alternative way to avoid Bayu. Dirga stopped his steps. Looking at the face of Dinda who is still decorated with a smile. Dinda noticed Dirga's strange gaze instantly releasing her hand.
Standing next to a man is not a good thing. The risk can be sent a warning letter or... Akhs! Just thinking about it made Dinda shiver.
Fortunately, the other employees went home.
"Opttss Sorry Mr. Dirga, kebablasan." said Dinda closed both lips
Dirga smiled even though it was not too cold. But it's shady enough to look at. Seeing that, Dinda smiled
"You've gone mad, dared to touch me?"
The smile on Dinda's face instantly disappeared
"Already Sir" Appoint him to an online taxi
"Please go home and pay your own fare" Dirga just left
"Sir Dirga isn't I going home with you?"
"You're tired of my company, if you've gone up" Dinda shook her head and let out a long sigh
Fuckin' Aiiis.it turns out he's back in a factory suit!
Mumbled Dinda entered the taxi waiting for her.
An hour ago, from the top floor Dirga saw Dinda and Bayu, Dirga realized that they were going to make a fuss back, and,seeing Dinda back into the company area Dirga smiled a little then went down to the ground floor and before heading towards the back garden did not forget Dirga told his company guards to order a taxi online.
From a distance Dirga saw the sad look on the woman's face, Dirga sighed and with a careless step she approached Dinda, she let Dinda let go of her pent-up emotions.
The sky is getting dark. As usual, Dinda's house is still quiet. And of course the table was full of food.
Dinda pulls up the chair. He poured water while daydreaming.
"What the hell did you think?" Andre asked when he saw the water had spilled on the table
"Oh my God, are you home?"
"Is Bayu still bothering you?
"No!"
"Keep thinking what? If he disturbs the story of brother!"
Dinda looked at Andre who was chuckling "Sister I'm a big boy, can I solve my own problems?"
"You are still a child in this house." Andre said as he entered his room
Andre is a 27-year-old man who is still in solitude. He worked in one of the foreign companies engaged in manufacturing.
Her father has spent half of his life working in one of the private hospitals. Mr. Devan works as a neurosurgeon. Her mother is a Bread lover. He opened a bakery not far from where they lived.
Dinda sprawled her body on her bed, she looked up at the ceiling with a mind soaring, for some reason Dirga's face appeared in her memory, a sweet smile adorned on her lips. Not long after his phone rang saying Bayu there, Dinda let the call die by herself.
So did Dirga he stood on the balcony of his house, staring at the beauty of the city with a floating smile. Dirga smiled happily, no matter what the cause.
Not long after he opened his median social, he smiled when reading the insta story that had just been uploaded by Dinda Just a small invitation can make me smile great, thank you so much for saving me today.
As long as you know Dirga is the greatest stalker, he almost every day visits social media Dinda of course with a different account. turns out the wash is as beautiful as that
Sunlight refracts the room through the exposed curtain slit. Silent, deserted. There was no sound in the room.
Handsome men fully dressed in suits and ties get ready to start the activity.
Dirga lives in one of the skyscrapers in the middle of the city. He chose to live in one of the Penthouses for a variety of reasons.
One of them seeks calm after the hustle and bustle of activity during the day. Dirga Penthouse is so luxurious and elegant with such a spacious size.
It has a private terrace that he used to enjoy the view from above. So does the swimming pool, and it also has private elevator access.
This morning. Let's go around in the Dirgantara luxury residence. Look, the interior is classy and elegant. Even lighting and ventilation look better. Expensive facilities are neatly arranged in every corner of the room.
Dirga also has extra privacy. He does not want to be disturbed by other residents or guests who are not known.And again Dirga likes solitude somehow for how long.he enjoys every day of his life, and, there is no boring word and living in a penthouse as spacious as it really makes it comfortable.