Married the 2nd Jd
part 22's
"Nay, I'm asking you to anterin this boarding to the Grand Mulia Hotel. Just put it on the reception desk, for Mr. James room number two hundred and twenty-one. The cave's stomach hurts a lot, and the delivery part's on delivery again." Pinta Novi
"loe tuh yeah, stomach pain I don't see time. So the cave also got its sap." Nayra snorted in annoyance.
"Once in a while, Nayra." Novi hands over the birthday cake to Nayra. "Welcome Mr. Dion, again out I'm free to tell Nayra." Novi muttered inwardly, then immediately ran towards the toilet. Because his stomach mules can no longer be held.
Nayra sighed, and inevitably delivered the cake. Nayra walked towards the Grand Mulia Hotel, which was located on any street. Entering the direction of the hotel lobby towards the reception desk.
"Good afternoon lady, how can we help you?" ask one of the receptionists kindly.
"Sore, I'd like to deliver Mr. James' order. Room number two hundred twenty-one." Nayra handed the cake over at the reception desk.
"Oh, what a coincidence, the man sitting at the third table. The one wearing the white shirt, it's Mr. James." The receptionist pointed towards the man wearing white clothes.
"All right, I'll be there. Thank you, miss." Nayra took back the cake, then stepped her feet toward the seat of Mr. James.
"Sorry, are you Mr James?" asked Nayra while smiling kindly.
"Yes right, sorry who are you?" ask James.
"I'm an employee of Cafe Black White, want to deliver your order." Nayra handed the cake to her new owner.
"Oh my God, fortunately the cake has come.Thank you, miss." James took the purse, took out the money and gave it to the cake.
"This what sir?"
"Thank you, sir. But this is not necessary, because it is our job to deliver consumer orders." Nayra handed the money back to Mr. James.
"You're so sweet lady, only this time I met a woman who refused money tips." Mr. James smiled sincerely.
"I'm sorry, sir." Nayra, who had left the room, stopped her steps when she saw a familiar figure sitting with several men. Nayra immediately approached the man.
"Mr Kenzo." Sapa Nayra's.
Kenzo and Jimy looked towards Nayra, simultaneously. The people who were sitting with Kenzo were staring at the woman who called Mr. Kenzo with a wondering face.
While Kenzo, who was greeted by Nayra, was just silent. His face was flat without any expression, he only looked towards Nayra for a moment. Then went back to talking to his business partner, not caring about Nayra at all.
Nayra who felt her existence was being ignored by Mr. Kenzo, immediately rushed away from the hotel.
"Basic polar bear! Doubtful, cocky." Bumpat Nayra with an annoyed face. "Why did I greet him? You must be self-conscious Nayra, Mr. Kenzo it's just a contract husband! And you're just his second wife. Must be Mr. Kenzo, embarrassed to introduce me to anyone else. That's why he doesn't know me." Nayra muttered, and involuntarily her tears trickled down. His heart was wounded from realizing his position.
Jimy, who saw Lady Nayra leaving, whispered something to Mr. Kenzo.
"Do I need to explain to you, Mrs Nayra?"
"No need." Kenzo replied, briefly.
"Good, sir." Jimy could only stare at Madame Nayra, exiting the Pacific hotel. "Madam Nayra must have misunderstood, she must have thought that Mr. Kenzo was ashamed to say hello and introduce him to everyone here." Jimy muttered in his heart.