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^^^"Assalamualaikum pah! Papa is still long? Where was it? What about Elis? Was it not crying in the morning? Why can't I call Elis' number pah?" lecar Daniel, as soon as his phone call was answered by my father-in-law.^^^
Papa Brian kept the flat object away from his earlobe, then spoke not to lose to Daniel, nyerocos like a firecracker.
["Heh Daniel! You're asking what's tuning the tangled tapes, huh? Papa has to answer your question which one did you know?" ]
^^^"Ahahha sorry pah, sorry. I forgot to talk on the phone. So where is papa now? What about Elis?"^^^
["Papa stopped by the rest area for a long time. But apparently, the food Elis wanted was not there, so after this. Maybe there's still some time to find what Elis wants. Where are you alone?" ]
^^^"Go to uncle Leo's place, we meet there pah!" daniel said, immediately disconnect the phone.^^^
[[Hey you, this kid is right!" ] swear papa Brian, save back his flat object.
"What's with hubby, pah? Why isn't it?" elis asked, shifting his seat closer to his father.
"Not to worry about it! Your husband is good, baby!" papa Brian caresses Elis's head, "Have a rest, you must be full!" he cried again, when he saw Elis yawn.
"We're going straight to Graha Parma, sir!" papa Brian's.
Elis, who had just rested her body on the back of the car seat, turned to her father.
"Can't that be a reward? Papa said, we immediately find a wagon meatballs if you're out of the freeway!" elis protested, with pursed lips.
"But baby, your husband said. We just go straight to Leo's place." said papa Brian.
Elis rolled his eyeballs, seemingly thinking about what Daniel was going to do.
"Did Daniel follow us? It is not possible, we are the fastest way through this road... Daniel must have taken some time to get to Leo's uncle's place." Elis said with the conclusion he got.
"We'll see, baby."
The speeding car split the road, bringing to its three out of the freeway.
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After hearing Elis crying for a wagon meatball, Daniel immediately ended his ice doger drinking party.
[ "Prepare the blue! I need it right now!" ] tell Daniel, through his flat object.
^^^"You sure? Wanna go where? After lunch, you had a meeting with the cat."^^^
[ "I have an assistant!" ]
^^^"Have it."^^^
[[It's good if you understand Arsandi, don't eat blind pay! I'll give you a bonus if I can win the tender this time! Consider it capital to marry Mela!" ] said Daniel with a laugh.
^^^"Didn't teach you sir!"^^^
Tut tut tut tut tut.
Without caring about Arsandi's ramblings, Daniel disconnects his phone.
Daniel immediately prepared himself, entering his secret room. Take off the suit and shirt he wears and throw him in any direction.
Daniel took a white shirt and a leather jacket matching the pants he was wearing, then put on his.
"Cool too! Who was it, the dady candidate!" daniel said proudly, restoring his hair back, standing in front of the mirror.
The employees' eyes were fixed on Daniel, who looked different. With a whisper, kamit commits from the lips of the female employee who adores her.
^^^"Crazy, Mr Daniel is so cool! Where are you going?"^^^
^^^"Oh my try in the lyrics of Mr. Daniel, naek my degree!"^^^
^^^"Lucky Miss Elis, already rich, cool, less anything try!"^^^
"It's safe, right?" daniel asked, when he saw his expensive sport-iron horse, which was blue now looked handsome in front of him.
"It's safe sir!" said Arsandi, patting the handlebars of the new sport bike he just out of the parking lot of the building.
"I'll walk first! I look forward to the good news from the meeting this afternoon!" danie said expectantly.
Ngeeeng, ngeeeeng, ngeeeng.
The sound of a sport bike rang, when Daniel pulled his gas, with his other hand pulling his brake.
"Happy Lord Daniel!" arsandi exclaimed, with his right hand waving upwards.
Daniel drove his metallic blue sport bike at full speed, overtaking other riders who blocked his smooth path. It is not difficult for Daniel to ride his iron horse, especially with the skills he has in terms of overtaking other vehicles.
Distance is no longer a barrier to himself, to the place where the wife is. His soul was increasingly called out, after hearing the voice of Elis who complained with his sobbing.
"Wait for me baby!" murmured Daniel, behind the helmet that covered his beautiful face.
Daniel paused for a moment and called his wife.
...The number you are dialing, is not active or is outside the area. Please call in a few more moments....
"Sialll, why did the operator answer!" aspersons Daniel.
He contacted Brian's father, after a brief conversation with papa nertua. Daniel resumed his original goal direction.
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Mela is still busy with revisions to financial statements. Surprised by the sound of the door being opened violently from outside.
Brakes.
"Death you!" said Mela spontaneously, while getting up from her sitting.
Arsandi looked at Mela with a frown. 'This crazy girl is grumpy too? Oh, my God what dream I am, can he chase the crazy girl with a chatty!'
"Can't be! A day doesn't make me bleed!" swear Mela in a high voice, re-occupy her body weight on the chair that she sat before her.
Arsandi swung a step into Mela's study, with the door slowly closing.
"I can't possibly make you go up in blood, but I'm going to make you flower, to be the most special woman of my life!" arsandi said flat and stiff.
Mela scratches her head in frustration. "Oh my goodness, don't dream. My own father said so! Now you better get out of my room!" mela said firmly, with the index finger of her right hand pointing to the door.
"I'm going to get out of this room, but not alone!" arsandi said with a grin.
"What do you mean?" asked Mela questioningly with a shriveled forehead.
"Of course, out with you.. You think I'm going out of this room with who else?" arsandi said after being near Mela.
"Sorry sir, I still have a lot of work. You can leave my room right now!" said Mela firmly.
Grappings.
"Akkkhh! Release sir!"
Arsandi pulls Mela's wrist, so the girl moves from her seat and stands before Arsandi.
"You forgot what I said earlier, huh?" ask Arsandi, remind Mela.
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