Oh My Lecturer (Remake )
Chapter 62. Plans For Amanda

A smile was engraved behind his handsome face decorated with glasses when he saw the results of the flash disk that Riska gave earlier.

"Nice job sweetie". Praise Akhtar while winking his right eye to Riska.

Deg

Gaining Akhtar's smile made Riska's heart beat ringing out loud.

Plastered

"Au, sick Om". Akhtar's little squeal, as Ardi landed his finger flick on Akhtar's forehead tight.

"Focus, not a charm spread. Sweetie, who you call Sweetie". Ardi said annoyed.

"Yes has Om. It's so complicated". Akhtar protested back to focusing on his laptop screen.

The room was silent which sounded just typing Akhtar's fingers on his laptop keys.

Ardi seemed to occasionally lazy chat on his HP screen. While Riska looks carefully watching you Akhtar's fast-moving fingers.

"Is this evidence valid?". Ask Akhtar who immediately raised his head while looking at Riska who was looking at him.

Akhtar smiled as Riska's gaze met in a single spot that was countered with Riska's awkward face, which was apparently caught by Akhtar.

Akhtar also disconnected the view with Riska and then thrust the laptop screen towards Ardi.

Both Ardi's eyeballs were perfectly rounded. And more rounded when Riska nodded her head shortly after Ardi thrust a laptop towards Riska.

"We need to get more evidence from Ms. Amanda. Like her this woman is easy to approach". Oceh Akhtar's.

"Yes, you've approached Him". Ardi's Word.

"I'm Om?". Akhtar asked as he pointed at himself with his right forefinger.

"Yes you are. Who else, yes Om time". Ardi sewot.

Akhtar clucked softly with his eyes still staring fixedly at his laptop screen.

"Not using physical contact". Pinta Akhtar's.

"Why indeed?". Tanya Ardi is nosy.

The man understood that Akhtar was most anti to make physical contact with the woman who was the target of their investigation. That's why he always refused Ardi's offer if he had to go undercover and approach if their target of observation was a woman.

"Well, if there is no physical contact, how can you get concrete evidence, boy". Ardi then patted Akhtar on the back until the young man complained.

"Well if that's it. Sin Om is not Mahram". Ardi muttered softly mimicking Akhtar's speech.

"You can impersonate a CCTV surveillance officer, I'll help you to get closer to My Mom without any physical contact". Tawar Riska's.

"Mama?". Ardi nodded in response to Akhtar's remark while pointing his chin at the laptop screen.

"You're Amanda's mom's son?". Akhtar, who was surprised, looked at Riska. The nod to Riska.

"Well, isn't the age of Ms Amanda and Om Ardi also Mr Bagas the same age?. How can you say that Ms. Amanda already has a daughter, while Mr. Bagas has just married a girl who is the same age as Princess Bu Amanda, and severe ...".

"Om does not yet have children and even a life companion. That's what you mean". Ardi continued Akhtar's unfinished remarks and then patted Akhtar's back of the neck in an agitation.

"Basic niece is less adab". Umpat Ardi was upset while lamenting his incompetence at the ripe age.

"Don't blame the incompetence that always follows wherever Om steps. But blame the Om level that is above average". Riska boasted a smile hearing Akhtar's unfiltered babble in commenting on his Om parachute.

"Campret. You've been working on Amanda's business. Anyway Om don't want to know in a month, you should be able to get proof of their crimes". Akhtar sighed resignedly hearing the om's word.

Again Riska turned her clumsy gaze when her gaze met with Akhtar.

"Risk". Riska and Ardi answered at the same time.

"Don't mostly spread the charm. And be careful not to be lured by the target". Ardi Message.

Actually the mature man wanted to remember Akhtar, that Amanda was a very tempting target. But the man was reluctant to express his intentions because of the existence of Riska who is Amanda's daughter.

"Ck. If there are still those who are the same age, why be enamored with the almost middle-aged". Akhtar said as he rolled his right eye to Riska. Riska shook her head slowly, looking at Akhtar's behavior which always seemed to spread charm to her.

"I'll say hi". Riska's words surprised Ardi who was busy replying to chat. And ignored Akhtar who was staring at him fixedly.

"Wouldn't go to lunch, and meet Arsy and Bagas?". Tawar Ardi's.

"Not for now. I don't want spiesThey're always watching over Chika suspicious of where I'm there later ". Reject Riska approved by Ardi.

"alright. From now on, you need to be more careful. Don't let them suspect you and even endanger you later". Ardi said worriedly. Riska smiled faintly in response to Ardi's words.

"For Them I am like an invisible creature Om. There's an invisible nuj. Near but not considered". Riska said with a smile.

Ardi looked surprised by Riska's words. A distorted look at Riska's face that implied sadness.

Ardi approached Riska and gently patted Riska on the shoulder. Riska lowered her head slightly to ward off the tears that wanted to come out of her two eyes.

"You have to be patient. Never feel like no one cares about you". Just a nod that Riska gave over Ardi's words.

"I say hello to Om". Ardi looked surprised when Riska grabbed her right palm and then kissed the back of Ardi's hand with reverence.

"Sorry Om". Riska said regretfully seeing Ardi's surprised reaction.

"Eh yes. It's okay I'm just surprised. About his nephew I myself never kissed the ladder". Said Ardi glancing sharply at Akhtar who was pretending to scratch the back of his neck.

"Yes, If you'll excuse me, Om Ardi, Akhtar".

"Assalamu'alaikum". Pamit Riska's

"Girishama". Akhtar and Ardi answered simultaneously.

Ardi stared sadly at Riska's departure. He felt sorry for the circumstances that Riska experienced. I don't know since when the girl felt alone within the scope of her own family.

Ardi could only see the disappointment on Riska's face, while discussing about her family.

"The poor girl". Ardi muttered softly.

"Don't have a mind to take the niece's ration ya Om". Ardi raised his right eyebrow hearing Akhtar's words in a slightly threatening tone.

"Riska is better suited to be Om's nephew, not Om's companion". Akhtar protest following Ardi's smile.

"You're afraid of being rivaled by your own Om?". Akhtar twirled lazily both of his eyeballs before he would finally move out of Om's room.

"Reverse the Om". Said Akhtar who lazily kissed the back of Ardi's right hand to make Ardi's two eyes rounded.

"Not come. Assalamu'alaikum". Akhtar said before Ardi said a word.

"Girishama". Reply Ardi while staring Akhtar departure out of his workspace.

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