
Deno is now pacing in front of their meeting room, waiting for the arrival of Dirga and Alma.
"How about Mr Deno?"
Deno turned his body towards the man who had just asked him a question, That man is the representative figure of Diandra, so Deno is a little suspicious of him.
Somehow this man named Albert, no stranger Dimata Deno, coupled by his movements that seemed uncomfortable, not to mention he had his own scar on his face.
HM, like plastic surgery, well like a bandage that just opened, his face changed but his body shape, Deno caught something here.
"Arlan?"
Deno could only say it in his heart because there was no way he would catch Arlan directly let alone he had no proof whatsoever that Albert was Arlan.
Therefore, Deno was pacing back and forth waiting for the arrival of Alma and Dirga who never came.
"Ehm, Mr. Albert just wait inside maybe Mr. Dirga and Ms. Alma are stuck in traffic," Deno replied trying to neutralize his feelings.
"Why does it look so nervous, Mr Deno?" ask Albert who made Deno beat fast.
"No, I'm fine sir," Deno replied smiling.
Albert walked towards Deno, he grabbed both of Deno's shoulders and brought his face closer to Deno's ear then whispered.
"You know who I am, right?" albert whispered which made Deno swallow.
Deno's guess and instinct did not miss it was Arlan, and Deno could only look at Arlan who had removed his shoulder.
"A-arlan?"
Albert nodded, but he looked not happy but rather looked at Deno as if he wanted to convey something but was restrained.
Meanwhile Dirga had just parked her car in front of her office, Dirga grabbed the doorknob but was restrained because Alma grabbed her wrist.
"Why deck?" dirga asked who made Alma reach for her bag and take the tissue from inside.
Alma wiped Dirga's face with a tissue that made Dirga just shut up and enjoy, while Dirga's white shirt was also dirty.
"Bring a change of shirt, right?" alma asked who made Dirga nod.
"Rear corner," Dirga showed it with his chin then directed his hands to remove the buttons of his shirt.
Now Dirga only wears singlet t-shirts, Alma to say istighfar because the chest of her husband's field, Alma had seen boxes owned by Dirga.
"Not an eye?" Alma closed her eyes which made Dirga laugh and put on her new shirt.
Dirga does have a perfect face, Chinese-australian descent obtained from Pineapple, his mother Chinese and Anthony, his father who is a famous architect from Australia.
So it is not surprising that the oriental stucco face line feels very perfect, and makes Alma can fall in love, many times.
When they were finished they both walked to the office after getting out of the car, their destination was the meeting room, where Deno was waiting.
Arriving there they immediately saw Deno who was in cold sweat, Alma raised an eyebrow trying to ask what was the matter, but Deno only pointed at Albert's figure in the meeting room.
"Sir Albert?" Dirga greeted his client.
Albert stood up he approached Dirga and Alma with a worried face. "Dirga, Alma, please, help me get away from Diandra, I don't want to commit any more crimes."
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