My secretary the Old Virgin
10. Disrupter

Fikri takes Nessa to the front of Nessa's boarding house. When Nessa got out of the car she saw the car Anggoro was using was still parked across from the boarding place. Nessa goes into the cost, suddenly Anggoro calls her.

“Nessa.”

Nessa.

“Where did you come home late at night?” ask Anggoro.

“Incompanion boss dinner with client,” replied Nessa.

“Cock dinner until midnight?” ask Anggoro suspiciously.

“My area. I am obviously working and my job is good. Not like you, his job is dating in the same hotel girls use money and my car,” said Nessa.

“Go from here! Before I teriakin maling,” said Nessa.

Nessa goes straight into the cost. Anggoro gets in the car and leaves Nessa's boarding house.

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Time passed by and it didn't feel like it was time for his blind date with Boyke. Last night his mother sent him the address where Nessa was going to meet Boyke. Nessa got out of bed uninspired. He had to get ready because the time had already shown at half eleven. Nessa took a towel and went straight into the bathroom to take a shower. At eleven o'clock in the afternoon Nessa was ready to leave. He took his cell phone to order an online motorcycle. Even though last night his mother advised to take an online taxi, do not take an online taxi.

Bodo is very, better take an online taxi than take an online taxi. Irit money. Mamah did not know, Nessa said in her heart.

Nessa Langgsung orders ojek online. Five minutes later the ojek he ordered was already in front of his boarding house. Nessa walked out of the boarding room to the front of her boarding house. A driver was waiting in front of his car. But when he approached the driver of the motorcycle taxi, Nessa seemed to have seen the driver of the motorcycle.

“You?” ask Nessa.

“Good day, Miss Nessa. Mother, just calm down, this time my helmet has been washed clean. Now the helmet smells,” said the motorcycle taxi driver while giving the helmet to Nessa.

Nessa took the helmet. Sure enough, smelled the shampoo from the helmet. Nessa put on that helmet, then got on the bike. The driver runs the motor.

The driver stopped his motorcycle in front of a luxury cafe. Nessa gave the helmet and then gave fifty thousand to the driver.

“Take the change to buy a helmet,” said Nessa.

“Thank you, Miss Nessa. I often get passengers like Nessa's mom. Let me change the new motor,” said the ojek driver.

“As long as the new motor is for making money. Not used for girls,” said Nessa.

“Nauzubillah to dzalik. I don't dare like that, Mom. I am afraid of sin,” said the driver ojek.

“Good if you are afraid of sin. Already yes, I awaited my brother,” Nessa left the driver ojek. He entered the restaurant.

Nessa spreads her gaze looking for Boyke.

“There can I help you with, Bu?” ask a restaurant waiter.

“I'm looking for a guest named Boyke,” said Nessa.

“Before a while, I check first on the guest list,” said the waiter.

The waiter went to the cashier's desk, and soon returned.

“Mari Ma'am, I delivered to the table Mr. Boyke,” said the waiter.

Nessa followed the waiter. The waiter took her to a table that was a bit to the corner. Where on the table was occupied by a tall and handsome-looking man.

“This table Mr. Boyke,” said the waiter.

“Thank you,” replied Nessa.

When he saw Nessa, the man stood up.

“Nessa?” ask the man.

“Boyke?” Nessa asked back.

“How are you?” Boyke invites greetings from Sundanese people.

“Alhamdullilah, fine,” replied Nessa.

“Please sit down, Nes,” says Boyke. Nessa sits in a chair in front of Boyke.

“A long time ago, we never met,” said Boyke.

“Last we met before Mang Yusup moved to Jakarta. That time if not wrong you are still SD, yes?” Boyke.

“Iya, Kang Boyke still remembers,” replied Nessa.

A waiter approached them and handed them a menu book.

“Turn us a message, Nes. You must be hungry,” Boyke said.

Nessapun ordered a meal. While waiting for his order to come they talked to each other, finally their order came. They also eat their dishes.

When Nessa was eating her steak suddenly there was a man standing next to their table.

“Hai, dear,” greet the man with a smile.

Nessa looked to the side. Fkri was standing next to his desk with a sweet smile.

“Pak Fikri,” says Nessa.

“Darling, you came here not to tell me?” asked Fikri with a friendly look.

Boyke looked at Nessa as if asking for an answer to what Fikri meant.

Bummer, this is someone. I can't see anyone happy. Just be careful if he dares to interrupt, Nessa said in her heart.

“Kang Boyke, this is Mr. Fikri Nessa's boss in the office,” Nessa introduced Fikri to Boyke.

Boyke nodded in understanding.

“Pak Fikri what do you want here?” ask Nessa.

Fikri saw the steak Nessa ate.

“Darling, did you eat steak? The steak is cooked thoroughly, isn't it? The doctor said you should not eat undercooked meat. You are pregnant, not good for the fetus,” said Fikri.

Boyke was immediately shocked to hear Fikri's words.

“Nessa isn't pregnant, Kang. Mr. Fikri is indeed happy to disturb Nessa,” Nessa said in self-defense.

Enough's enough! If it is poured it becomes more, Nessa said in her heart.

“Excuse me first, Kang,” said Nessa.

Nessa pulls Fikri's hand and takes Fikri away from Boyke's desk.

“Pak, please don't bother me! Especially talk about the no-no. He is my relative. What Mr. Fikri said later could reach my Mamah ears,” said Nessa.

“Oh, so you're dating your relatives again?” ask Fikri.

“Iya, Sir. And you've been mocking me in front of my relatives,” said Nessa.

“OK. Then I won't bother you anymore,” said Fikri.

Nessa went back to her desk. But just a few steps suddenly. “Honey, later tonight I will go to your boarding place, yes,” said Fikri.

Nessa turned around and glared at Fikri. Fikri laughed seeing Nessa get angry. Fortunately the restaurant was not so crowded, so the incident did not dance the attention of the crowd.

Nessa went back to her desk.

“Sorry yes, Kang. Nessa's boss is really cute,” Nessa said.

“It's okay, really. I understand it,” said Boyke. They continued eating.

“Akang doesn't have your phone number yet. Can I have your phone number?” ask Boyke when he finishes eating.

“Of course,” replied Nessa.

Boyke gives Nessa his phone, and Nessa types her number on Boyke's phone. Nessa returned Boyke's phone. Boyke kept Nessa's number on his phone. Suddenly a phone call came in.

“It was missed call from Akang,” said Boyke. Nessa kept the number on her phone.

After Boyke paid for his meal. They also went home. But when passing the table Fikri and his friends, suddenly Fikri said, “Dah dear. I'll see you tonight, yeah. Don't forget the beautiful dress.”

Nessa covered her ears and quickly walked out of the restaurant. Fikri laughed at Nessa. Boyke just bobbed his head at Fikri's behavior. For Boyke free against Fikri, only cause a commotion in the restaurant. It is better to avoid people like Fikri.

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Sorry, I can't double up because I have to up 2 novels on going.