Not Just a Promise
You're the Eye-Matain' Me?
Not wanting to be hit by the rampage of the woman he thinks is the witch, Arman passes leaving Sara to go make what she wants.
In the parking lot, Reyhan got out of the car with a bright face. Whynot? When he woke up, he hugged each other with Nehta. The woman made her arm a pillow, then buried her face in the chest of Reyhan's field.
Yes, even though there was drama shouting at each other, when they found the two hugging each other. But Reyhan felt comfort during his sleep, even though his hands felt numb upon waking.
Basic messum.
Nehta's words to him did not offend him at all. In fact, he was happy to see the hue of Nehta's face that restrained the shame, because it turned out Nehta himself who moved places. Evidently by the position of those in the Reyhan sleeping area, it means Nehta who came to hug him while sleeping.
But his smile receded instantly, making the look of his face return to his cold suit. When he saw the woman sitting down sipping a drink in his room.
“Good morning, Rey.” Sapa Sara while putting the cup of tea that she just drank.
“Do we have an appointment?” Reyhan asked without returning Sara's greeting.
“Nothing. But I came here because papi told me to.” Sara lied, even though she whined at Vishnu.
“What is this work business?”
Always, Reyhan was cold to her. But as much as possible Sara always takes care of her image. Although his heart was upset with every indifference he received.
“This is a business, papi said his investment in your company let me handle.” Sara replied in a smooth voice, but felt uncomfortable in Reyhan's ears.
“Alright, I'll have Arman call you when I'm going to talk about it. If you don't have anything else to say, I'm sorry, because there's a meeting.” Reyhan said with the files in his hand.
“Wait Rey!”
“What else?”
“This is an invitation for you. Tomorrow night I have my birthday party. Come yes!”
This is not an invitation, but an order. Because if Reyhan did not come, Vishnu could have withdrawn his investment because of the request of his favorite daughter who was disappointed in Reyhan.
“Ah yes, I also ngundang all our High School alumni.” Its effects.
...*****...
Two cars that look contrasting about luxury involved a small accident. But what was worse was Nehta's car. Because the car in his vehicle hit a big tree, after avoiding a luxury car that almost collided with him.
Nehta's heart beat unbearably, his breathing was wheezing. Luckily there were no injuries on her body, but with her car emitting smoke, the woman panicked.
Geck. Geck. Geck.
The car's door glass was knocked repeatedly by someone from the outside. When he looked at Nehta, he could not see clearly. Shaking, his hand opened the car door. He came out with his limp body, yet could still be conscious.
“Nona, are you okay?”
“I..”
As his body was about to collapse, there was someone holding his body. But not the one who asked him just now.
“Sorry sir and thank you for helping me.”
The man did not answer. But faithfully hired Nehta to get away from her car.
“Drink first!” He said while giving a bottle of mineral water that had just been in Dikiya.
Looking at the interaction of the two men, Nehta was sure the two were his boss and assistant.
“Are you tired of living?”
“Bored life?” Nehta frowned.
“You drive a car carelessly.”
Hearing the man's words Nehta let out a rough breath.
“Sam?” The man looked at his assistant sharply.
“Sorry sir.” The man named Samsul but preferred to be called Sam was bowing his head.
To make amends for his assistant, Alex offers Nehta a job at his company. The man who has the full name Bayu Alex Senoadji is the owner of a retail company engaged in fashion, as well as overshadowing the Tata Fashion brand.
“Sorry sir?"
“Why?”
“What is the vacancy still there? The one who is looking for a job is not just me. But I am together with two of my best friends.”
“For you, can work directly. But for the two people you mean, come first to apply yourself to the HRD section. Accepted or not, it is up to HRD.”
As the durian crucifixion collapsed, Nehta was delighted. Rarely meet a good person as well as the owner of a large company like Alex.
Sam himself is astonished by Alex, not usually his boss will do the thing he is currently doing to Nehta. As long as he worked with Alex, he never once wanted to get involved with strangers. Especially a woman. Sam admitted, the woman was so beautiful, even with her simple appearance.
Maybe soon, the north pole will melt away. Inner Sam was pleased, thinking it was possible that his master had fallen in love with Nehta.
“Do you need to go to the hospital dr. Suharto Heerdjan, Sam?”
“Meanour?” Sam seemed to think about what Alex meant.
“Gosh. I'm still sane sir.” Sangkal Sam, when he realized that the name of the hospital mentioned by his master was a mental hospital.
“If you are still sane, why are you smiling to yourself?”
“It's okay sir.”
...*****...
Nehta was shocked by Reyhan who suddenly hugged and examined his entire body, as soon as the man reached his apartment. There was a sigh of relief from Reyhan, when the man saw Nehta was fine.
“I'm fine, Rey.”
Reyhan's vision caught a smile on Nehta's lips.
“What hit your head, Ta?”
“No, why?”
“You were in an accident, but why does it look so happy?”
“Of course I'm happy, because of the accident I got a job.”
“So you got a job? Where?”
“Senoadji Group.”
Reyhan was silent for a moment. The man knew that the company was quite famous because the previous owner also had a black business that was never sniffed, both the media and government officials. But even if Reyhan forbids Nehta from working there, he won't be able to. Because Reyhan himself did not want to curb the woman who is now his wife.
For now, maybe what Reyhan will do is just guard it from a distance. Yeah, that's the most important thing now.
“Starting tomorrow, I won't allow you to bring your own car. Later I will send Mr. Alif to pick you up, wherever.” Reyhan's words were no longer a request, as the man did not accept rejection.
“But by the way, Rey..”.
“What?”
“Where do you know that I was in an accident? You spying on me?” Nehta looked at Reyhan's face.
Because before, Reyhan also knew about the arrival of Dewi who asked the boutique to be managed by him and also Rasti.
“It doesn't matter where I know.”