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CHAPTER 223: KEPO
Gita is unable to stem her sense of regret, when Sita and Gilang look directlybakrab when just getting acquainted. I'll see you again. So, with his indifference he chose to accept Gilang's offer to wear Gilang's shirt.
"Eh. Yes, leave, Agi get it. Sorry, excuse me Sita." said Gilang to Sita who looked still at home standing in front of Gilang.
"Oh yes, brother, I'd like to excuse you to my room as well." Pamit Sita's.
Then the appearance of the Gita is certainly not like when it came earlier. Wearing an oversize rada dress, which is examined by inserting the front, then folding the hands.
"Ha.ha...look very much it's a loan shirt neng."
"Don't be noisy ah. bentar doang pinjemnya A. The clothes are washed again."
"When do you wash it?"
"That's awewe A'a. Just waiting for NengGi in front of the girls' toilet. He gave me two options, wanted to buy a new shirt or let him loundry it's a sweet shirt."
"Humm being the Sita who purifies?"
"Loundry A. He delivered it to loundry. Not holies themselves. That's different."
"Yes.deh yes. Nengs... A'a go to HRD first. If there's a boss, please call A'a."
"Remain to HRD?"
"Find Sita's info."
"Cie.ciee is curious. Don't go there. I asked for information through Ninik deh."
"Oh yes... really tuh, poaching support kepoin dianya."
"Then type this A. patient."
"Well I chat, keep this quickest info we've got in the medsosnya, A."
Gilang and Gita were immediately launched into cyberspace. Starting from FB, IG and TIKTOK owned by Sita they explore in detail.
"Huum. waw. He turned out to be the son of a member of the House of Representatives, a rich businessman also nih A'" said Gita who had succeeded in checking about Sita.
"Wuuuiih, his work holidays abroad continue to know A. Address can rich chick niih the Agi." Babe Gita who scrolled anything about Sita's activities.
Gilang just shut up, pay attention to whatever Gita says.
"Luxury A. his home, busyeet to the office also turns out to use a luxury car, do not use the driver. Hii... Sita, it won't be long before you will be in Lamar Agi if you already have a gini car." Chirps Gita absurd, while laughing in the heart. How bad this child is, displaying all his possessions and all his activities on social media.
"Song by what the hell?" gilang Sarkas.
"Yeah. Eneng in Lamar Agi will wait to buy a car. This girl already has a car, it means Agi lamar stay."
"Oh Allah, Agi Teh is just joking as good."
"It's the same, or A, just joking about tea." Gita's speech follows the style of Gilang.
I don't know what part of the two men's joke. But surely it was precisely the chatter that made them next to each other and began to be busy with their respective work.
After lunch, a package appears on the Gita's table. And this time it does not need to be asked from whom, because the contents are Gita shirts that taadi the spilling of coffee laatte. Apparently Sita did use the power of his money, using the services of loundry express. Though Gita was happy when her body was wrapped in the clothes of the greatness of Gilang.
A new day, of course, faced with a new spirit. But not with Gita's mood this morning when she started her office activities. Gita is rather moping, because tau. Today Gilang and Sita will have lunch together.
"A very sullen pout Git." Sapa Ninik saw Gita's expression before they left.
"Bete tau Nik. Ntar noon Agilang will eat with Sita's."
"Cieee is the new kid. That's why I like to say boss."
"Eh... Nik. I've often said it to her."
"Say honestly or just joke?"
"Yes, with a joke."
"Liat tuh the new boy, use the style of pampering Gilang's stomach. Gilang who asked him to mean together. She ain't cape asking? you lost a step to him."
"Superior sebel. Nik, let's get them to eat where they are. I wonder."
"Ciih. Jakarta loe's son?" ledek Ninik is getting dongkol.
"Or aah. Broken heart turned out to make me later become a child Bandung, ntar son Jakarta. Tomorrow I will not be a child of Medan, Nik." Gita's laughter crisp.
"Ciiee." Tempting Gita at the excited-looking Gilang will go to lunch with Sita.
"Cie is jealous of her husband. Come with yuk neng." Invite spontaneous. Don't ask Gita for pleasure. No need to think twice about agreeing to the invitation.
"Maybe?"
"Why can't you?"
"Fear to disturb A."
"Lunch this afternoon. Ntar duren is just alone."
"Alamaaaak has to split duren aja nih si A'a." Gita scratched her face.
"Nenggi. So' soan tanya can ga. Buruaan, the meat of Agi."
"Ninik can come with A?"
"Why bring Ninik?"
"Ntar if Agi chat with Sita. Talking to the wind?" Gita asked back.
"Yes, okay. But Agi's bonceng's still." Her request.
"Ga wants a. Ntar in Kira Sita, the tail of Agi. Ngintilin Agi."
"It's so bad for you." Tukas Gilang pretended to be upset.
And finally they were already in a cafe not far from their office area. Sita seemed to come first. And a little dislike seeing Gilang come even with two women.
"Eh.. Sita first. Sorry to have to wait for Sit."
"Ga papa brother. It was done so I came straight here."
"Uwah order Sit?" ask Gilang while pulling a chair and then pull a little clothes Gita to sit on the chair she had prepared next to him. Ninik chose to sit next to Sita.
"Not brother. Still waiting for you to Gilang." He answered without seeing Gita and Ninik. His gaze focused only on looking at Gilang's handsome face.
"What's eating?" ask Gita for attention.
"Look at the menu first A." Reply Gita welcomes the menu list that is presented to him by the cafe waiter.
Gilang comes to see the menu list in the hands of Gita.
"Dental... Neng wants a baso cananki, drinking ice with water." Say Gita while writing her order on paper.
"Ga nasi neng, it's still daylight. The struggle to run the day is still long." Comment on the Gita's choice.
"Fresh should be A rice. Denger dreadalan Agi also sometimes make mukbang." Canda Gita deliberately heated up Sita.
"Condition." Kilang Kekeh.
"Samain sally, please write yes." Gilang.
"Sita...? what pesen? Nik...?" greet Gilang to Sita and Ninik.
"Ntar I wrote Lang myself." Replied Ninik who was a classmate as an intern with Gilang so they just called names.
"Oh. I'm the same with Gilang and Gita as well." Answer Sita.
Gita handed out the menu paper that had been completed in writing.
"Eh... Shittah. Btw, your cooking every day is delicious. What time does it wake up to make all that." asked Gilang began to kepo.
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