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Chapters. 107. Longs

It's been two weeks since he left, but it's been three days that I haven't heard from him at all.

Dusk went back and forth to open the screen of his phone and check and check repeatedly the short message chat sent by Dusk for him.

Maybe Mr. Kabir is busy working, let alone he is abroad in Sydney Australia.

Kabir again walked towards his desk, he immediately grabbed his gedjet which lay him on the table.

I'm gonna call my wife, it's been two weeks off. I was afraid I would interfere with his activities.

Kabir again undoes his intention, he waited for Dusk himself who took the initiative to call him first.

Later, Dusk may call me soon after seeing the special room I made for him.

Kabir loosened the tie that had been coiling around his neck since this morning. He called his confidants who were assigned to always supervise what was done by Dusk during their marriage.

Fajri Bachan was his personal assistant who connected Kabir's hands and tongue to give his best to Dusk in particular and also to his friend Dusk.

Tut…

"Assalamualaikum," said Kabir when his phone connection was connected.

"Waalaikum greetings Young Master," replied Fajri.

Kabir opened the screen of his mobile phone which is often used for the people closest to him and the most special in his life. The phone number is disguised so that the phone number cannot be called again because it is not registered in the log of incoming calls.

"What about the job I gave you?" Kabir asked with a look at her wedding and prewedding photos.

Kabir stroked his face Dusk with his pliable finger like a girl's finger.

"Alhamdulillah everything has been sorted out Young Master, in accordance with the instructions of the Young Master," he said Fajri Bachan.

Fajri noticed what Dusk was doing in his office room while answering questions from the CEO of the company he worked for.

"Remember no one to order anything to my wife, I do not want to hear anyone disturb my wife's peace let alone use it arbitrarily because he is an apprentice," obviously Kabir who always smiles see the beautiful face of his wife without the makeup he took when Dusk was asleep in his sleep.

"Each Young Master such a problem will not happen, so Young Master is focused on his work only," he said Fajri Bachan.

"Okay, insha Allah tomorrow morning I return to Indonesia Jakarta, but do not let my wife know if tomorrow I return to my homeland," explained Kabir who was not tired of looking at his face Dusk.

"Every Young Master" he replied Fajri.

Fajri immediately walked towards the outside door, for some reason after seeing the results of the cctv there was a woman who accompanied Dusk made him quite curious.

"Why do I feel like that intern was the girl who helped me when I was drunk,"

Fajri walked towards the room of the Public Relations Division, where Zania Mirzani was. He wanted to thank you for being helped a few days ago.

Fajri walked towards the publicist's room, but because he was too focused on the woman so that he did not realize that from the opposite direction there was a woman who carried some piles of paper in her hands that piled up like Mount Sinabung alone.

"Revelation!!"

Bugh!!

"Ohhh!!"

"Fell down! To-long!!"

His strangler Zania, whose body was hit by several files in his hand, fell on the floor like a rain of paper.

Zania sat on the floor with some paper falling right on her lap.

"Hiks.. hikks.is sick," she lamented Zania as she stroked her buttocks and legs.

Fajri the perpetrator immediately helped the girl who complained of pain, he did not expect that this time in his life should be careless in walking.

Fajri with lightning-fast movements helped Zania who sat on the ceramic floor.

"I'm sorry I accidentally hit your body Ma'am" he said in regret from Fajri Bachan.

"No need to apologize sir has fallen too, sick to know fell like this," grumbled Zania without intending to look at Fajri's face.

Some of the people who walked through the hallway were immediately in a hurry to help Zania.

"Bak's fine, right, where's the pain?" Ask a man in a blue shirt with a gray tie full of tenderness.

"There's still a lot but there's no need to help me, because I don't want to have a debt of gratitude with other people especially with people I don't know at all!" Zania was trying to stand up.

Fajri smiled faintly to see who the women who spoke the jutek and judes were. The woman who was the reason why she hit someone else's body.

Zania tries to stand on her own and indeed she avoids coming into direct contact with men. Because his body will respond so that his body shakes.

Zania immediately brushed off the hand of the man who had been holding her arm with her body trembling. He is in contact with Ariel Anjasmara.

Zania holds on to the corner of the table because it is impossible to hold directly on to the body of a man who is not her mahram, let alone remember his allergies that appear at any time.

Until accidentally his foot slipped when trying to stand, because stepping on the scattered paper that had not had time on his pocket.

Fajri Bachan, who saw what Zania was experiencing, reflexively pulled Zania's hand, although it was rejected quite roughly, but Fajri did not care. The most important thing Zania survived was only her purpose and hope.

"Oh, I fell again!" His cry returned Zania who was loud enough to make a crowd of people come to help him and also want to see firsthand the incident that happened just now.

Zania because she did not want to fall immediately welcomed Fajri's hand until Zania's body pulled forward until it hit the chest of Fajri's field. What the two did was coincide with the arrival of Dusk and some of the company's Sanders Company employees.

"What's going on here!? Why do I hear so crowded with noise that interferes with the activities of other employees!" The Hakimi Rahman.

Fajri and Zania who involuntarily embraced it immediately broke up and released their embrace just as a desperate exit, so as not to fall a second time on the ceramic floor.

Zania was astonished by what happened, because with Fajri Bachan his body did not feel trembling while with Arif he would tremble like again in the refrigerator refrigerator only.

Zania stared intensely at Fajri because her body's response was very different to what she felt with the two men holding her hand but her reaction was different.

Why with Arif my body will tremble while with a man who knows what name, I am more relaxed and enjoy my body feel comfortable near him.

"Zania you're okay, aren't you beb?" Dusk was very worried to see his best friend.

Zania smiled wryly as she shook her head in a sign that she was fine.

The judge looked at Fajri Bachan and immediately lowered his head respectfully to his superior.

"Mister is okay, right? Does anything make Mr Fajri Bachan a fuss here?" Ask Judge.

Means this guy I hit is a man who's more powerful than Mr. Judge, but what his position here is and by the way his face looks like someone I helped a few days ago.

The incident between Fajri Bachan and Zania Mirzani has been completed. They both understood each other with the incident that just happened.

While Dusk returned to work in accordance with the directives of Fajri directly. Dusk very quickly received every learning given by Fajri.

"Thank God you are quick enough to accept everything I taught you today, even though you are an apprentice and first day of work too, but I should give you a thumbs up good job," he said Fajri while showing his thumb towards Dusk.

Dusk smiled with happiness because, she was able to meet the challenge from her husband to prove to the members of the Sanders extended family if he was able to meet the challenge he could work without any connection or from the back lane.

It is fitting to be his wife young master Kabir Kasyafani Sanders, she is a good woman, beautiful, young and beautiful of course.

Dusk smiled meaningfully, "I'll show Mr. Kabir what I got today. Rewarding the prize from the challenge given to me, especially Mr. Kabir again in Sydney Australia can ask him for the same prize that is not in Jakarta.

Fajri quietly noticed what the smiling Dusk was doing with intent. Fajri immediately walked away from Dusk who was smiling widely with a smile full of question marks.

It seemed like they had an important affair that only the two of them knew. Just look at his smile Dusk like it contains a lot of specific intent.

If so just pull it out of here, let them finish the business of extension ehh means husband and wife affairs.

Dusk immediately grabbed his phone which he had stored in his desk drawer, "but by the way what is it that only exists in Australia? Kangaroo period is impossible, Australian chocolate in Jakarta is also a lot of chocolate sellers, but certainly different tastes, such as, ehh it's up to Mr. Kabir what if I just accept the gift because all this time the gift is always nice luxury and make me happy.

Dusk immediately sent a chat message through the application with the green logo. He invited his three friends to eat together in one of the office canteens.

Zania, Icha and Naysila immediately replied to her message Dusk Starla Airen. They rushed to their meeting place. Dusk immediately turned the doorknob of his room. But, his efforts soon came to a halt, because someone had opened the door of his room.

"Good day, is it true that you are the Dusk of Starla Airen Zain Pratama?" Ask a man who wears a black hat and a green jacket according to the application where he works.

Dusk knitted his eyebrows at the man's words, "Truly I am Dusk, why is it sir?" Ask back at Dusk.

The courier lifted a paper bag containing several boxes of food before his face Dusk, "This is a special package for Miss Dusk from a person named Kabir Kasyafani Sanders," explained the courier again.

"Package for me, thanks a lot then," he said Dusk who immediately took over the brown paper bag.

"Together Non Dusk," he said again.

The courier immediately turned around and immediately left Dusk, but just a few steps of his foot stepped the courier the package again turned his body to walk back towards Dusk who wanted to close the door of his room again.

"Hhh wait for Non Sen, there is another message, Young Master Kabir, he said as long as Non is in this company, every meal hour I will come to deliver food according to his choice Non Dusk, so by the way can his mobile number non Dusk to facilitate my work," the messenger suggested.

Dusk immediately turned his hand towards the courier, "here I will enter my mobile number to your contact sir,"

The man immediately gave his phone without hesitation and Dusk without hesitation gave his mobile number complete with his name. Dusk also made a mobile phone call to his own mobile number which aims to save the mobile number of the courier.

"Sorry sir what's his name?" Ask Dusk.

"Faizal Pratama Non Dusk,"

Dusk immediately mensave the number and his mother Faizal Pratama the courier of her husband's choice.

"Fortunately I met Mr. Kabir, so I got extra money besides working as a new employee in the security department, but also as a special courier for the wife of the company owner."

Five o'clock in the afternoon, Dusk and his three friends were ready to go home.