Marriage is Because of Trust
Rana stopped at the Asil cafe

"It could be this bad! If you'll find out about, madam?" his murmur passed from the speech that he had accidentally heard. Put the talam in its place.

Rana who had not reached home yet now told the twenty-four-year-old taxi driver to stop at a cafe.

"Sir! Please stop there, yeah!" Rana pointed at a crossroads.

"Well, Non," the driver replied that he turned the car he was driving into the intersection designated by the passenger earlier.

The taxi then stopped at a place to eat that many children look their age even there are also the same age Rana sitting relaxed while enjoying snacks and drinks that they like from each taste.

Exit after the taxi is parked. Rana also went down and closed the car door with a style of London city children dressed modestly and covered from head to toe to make all eyes stunned to see it, especially for boys.

"Wow! Her looks!" said one customer from afar who didn't know him.

"I don't think he's here." One of them said after seeing Rana enter the cafe past them.

All eyes were on the beautiful girl with the big nose. Standing with her slender, body-bodied body, waiting for the taxi driver to approach her.

"Sir! Please order what you want!" I'm going inside first!" Rana told the boy to sit down and the man was no longer worried about his condition because his passengers had given him a reason to rest for a while by telling him to sit down and order some food and drink.

The cafe door was opened and then walked closer to a room inside, precisely in the corner of the wall. The table is rather quiet from the visitors and feels comfortable for Rana. Sit down and welcome the service of waiters.

"What message do you want, Ma'am?" asked the male servant who came, standing up while offering a menu book.

Rana also greeted him with a fluffy smile.Take the menu book and open it. "I order this one, Ma'am." He then pointed to a snack called leng hong kien food menu that every time he ate when he was with his mother and Leci tea drinks.

"Please enjoy, Ma'am!" said the maidservant who was blown away when he saw her appearance that was not, like most women he often saw. Put the food and drink on the table.

The chat between the middle-aged man and the owner of the Carya residence is now at the end of the event. They also agreed to end each other's warm conversation after a long time never met, let alone spend time talking together.

"Oh, yes! How's your hand? Does it look like there's a lack?" ask the man.

Ilker pulled both of his lips thinly looking at his injured hand. "It's not as bad as yesterday anymore" he answered briefly.

The man nodded while taking the tea located. "Aren't you any more busy?" The man who works as a doctor then asked a little to want to know about the man who sits with him now. "Yes! Like continuing your journey to study abroad next? That so?" How fixed the man looked towards Ilker. Follow the left hand holding the plate and the right hand holding the cup.

They both looked at each other. "So that I never thought about continuing S2 again" Ilker said on the sidelines of the conversation.

"Yes! I know that! It may be heavy for you." The man was silent for a moment. "Ajnur's departure was very surprising" he said, who was dressed neatly as a doctor sipped tea and looked back at the man who was still dressed in a fashionable stand style of young people. "At that moment I was so shocked and shocked to hear it. Good people seem to have enemies in the blanket. As a friend, I really did not expect. The person he helped had evil intentions hidden in his heart." Staring at Ilker who was suddenly silent. "Oh, yes! It doesn't feel like we want to talk" said the doctor widening his smile as he glanced at the clock in his hand.

Inside a cafe visited by Rana, the woman who had just returned from another country sat sweetly while putting the food in her message into her mouth. Staring straight ahead with a slightly hovering wishful thinking fixed on his brother. Thinking about why until now his beloved sister has not also called asking for news. The longer cafe room looks increasingly crowded with visitors.

Asil the owner of the cafe did not know at all that the brother of his best friend was stopping at his place. He had indeed entered the place occupied by Rana. However, he did not notice it. He was busy serving the visitors helping his employees who looked overwhelmed.

"Sir, I want to book a place, yes!" order one of the female visitors who was a little fat standing behind the cashier.

"Well," replied Asil briefly who glanced towards the table number five which was located right in the corner near the stairs. Where Rana is relieving tired of sipping cold drinks. However, Asil does not recognize it because of the change in appearance of Rana which is much different from the old High School.

Both glances of his eyes still remained staring at the beautiful woman as if he did not feel unfamiliar with her gaze.

"Sir, how much is the budget?" offend the thick-bodied woman.

Sontak Asil immediately flinched. "Gee!" He was silent for a moment neutralizing his slightly disturbed mind. "E-e-e! If you order food as much as Rp 800,000 per package . No more charges," he replied.

"Then we order, sir. Later tonight at 20:00 WIB." He immediately issued a down payment first. "I want to be made as good as possible so that later my arisan friends will not be disappointed." The woman handed over the money.

While Rana who had started to eat and already felt refreshed, hurriedly approached the cashier table to pay for his order.

"How, Sir?" Rana immediately stood up cutting the conversation.

Asil immediately turned a glance towards the woman who stood right behind her customer earlier in a rather hasty hurry.

"Rp 120,000, Ma'am," said Asil turned his memory.

"Thank you," answered Rana again, receiving a change from the man at the cashier's desk.

"Together," replied Asil. Look at a woman standing in front of him. It felt like I was no stranger to her, she thought looking at the woman who walked straight to the door.

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