Old Girl Looking for Love
Chasing Love

Mehmet dragged Ahmad into the lobby of Justin Blake's building. "We didn't make an appointment earlier, sir? What if Justin is not in place? Let's just go home, yes," Ahmad said.

But Mehmet did not care. He continued to drag Ahmad into the VIP elevator and drove him straight to Justin's room.

"You should ask directly about Miss Rosmawati's address at the embassy, sir," Ahmad advised.

"I've been from there and rejected!" ketus Mehmet's.

"You should claim to be his master. Just say the TKW you rented was running a magic teapot" Ahmad said.

Instantly Mehmet's beautiful eyeballs glared at him. Mehmet has been lecturing friends since the baby, when the elevator doors clang and opened.

"It's here!" pekik Ahmad while kelit, escape from Mehmet.

With a steady and confident pace, Mehmet walked gallantly behind Ahmad. Waiting for Ahmad to knock on the door until Justin's secretary opened it.

"Who are you? Where is Chelsea?" ahmad's index finger pointed at the wavy blonde girl in front of him.

"Remember your wife, Mad. She's pregnant" Mehmet whispered.

"No, I mean, why did the secretary change again?" asked Ahmad, a question that is not so important actually.

"Miss Chelsea resigned because of her unprofessionality at work" Justin Blake said, standing behind his new secretary. "Hello, how are you, Mr. Hayder?"

The blue-eyed man greeted the wryly smiling Mehmet. "What do you need to do when you come here?" justin asked after letting the important investor sit down.

"I won't mince words, I'm here just to ask Ms. Rosmawati's address" replied Mehmet coldly.

"His address? Doesn't he live in a modest flat in London?" Justin asked back.

"Hhh," Mehmet exhaled in annoyance. "I didn't ask her address in London. I asked her for her address in Indonesia!" Mehmet.

"Oh, that? So he's from Indonesia? I think he's from another world" Justin joked. However, Mehmet did not seem to like it. His face looked up at Justin Blake.

Mehmet thought again. Who is likely to know the address of Rosmawati in Indonesia? Neither Maryam, Jamie Scott nor Rosmawati have been contacted.

Should he ask Kiki? A strange flat neighbor who always makes his hair bristles? However, if that was the only way, then Mehmet was ready to deal with it.

"All right, Justin. I'll look elsewhere for information" Mehmet stood up and greeted Justin.

"Ehm, sorry before, Mr. Hayders. If you may know, why did you find Rosmawati's address in Indonesia? Did he steal something from you and you intend to pursue him?" justin asked curiously.

"Yes, Rose has stolen something from me" Mehmet replied softly.

Justin Blake and Ahmad looked enthusiastically waiting for Mehmet's next sentence.

"Rose has stolen my heart" Mehmet continued, blushing.

Two grown men were disappointed to hear it. Unexpectedly, Mehmet who always behaved cool, had the answer selebay that.

After saying goodbye once again, Mehmet now takes Ahmad to Kiki's flat in East London.

Although initially refused, but Mehmet managed to persuade Ahmad with the lure of a raise.

Ahmad shakes his hand when he knocks on the door of Kiki's flat. In her heart, she prayed that Kiki would not be home.

"Good day, you must be Miss Kiki" said Mehmet politely. Half-dead he forced a smile. It did not feel sincere if he had to share a sweet smile on this invisible creature in front of him. However, he had to do so, this was the only way.

"Hey, Gentlemen," Kiki said in a voice made sexy. "Do you need anything here?" his sigh. One hand held on to the door leaf, while the other hand ruffled the waist.

Ahmad shuddered in horror and hid behind Mehmet's athletic body.

"Sorry to interrupt your break. I just want to ask you about one thing" Mehmet said.

"Oh, sorry. I can't. I already have a boyfriend. Name Syahid. He's not as handsome as you guys, but he's very nice. I can't betray him" Kiki said.

Mehmet scrunched his forehead. Suddenly his eyes twitched, his head felt dizzy. Grateful she lived far away from this strange creature.

"I just wanted to ask you about Miss Rosmawati," Mehmet argued, trying to straighten out Kiki's misunderstanding.

"The Ros?!" kiki's face immediately sparkled. "Where is he? Did he come here? I miss him. We haven't seen each other in a long time" he said.

"Either that. I also want to meet Rose. May I request her address in Indonesia?" asked Mehmet expectantly.

"Indonesian? Doesn't he work in Birmingham?" look at Kiki while rubbing her chin, like thinking. His mind is empty.

"Have it, just answer it, please!" ahmad began to lose patience.

"Seriously, I asked! Why are you looking for Ros in Indonesia? He's working in Birmingham?" kiki Urge.

"He quit his job and went home to his country, Monyong!" his Ahmad. "If Rose had stayed in Birmingham, why would we have trouble asking you?" his gerrick.

"Oh, so he's in Indonesia?" kiki's countenance turned moody. "I don't know where he's at, either" she said.

Sontak Mehmet and Ahmad patted his forehead together. "What did I say, sir. Asking the creature is a bad thing" he whispered.

"So where should I find out?" Mehmet was desperate. His head feels full. He can't think at all.

"We'll just ask her alma mater, sir. We go to the campus where he used to go to college" Ahmad said.

"When you get rejected again, what?" timpal Mehmet's.

"Quiet, Sir! I have a brilliant idea!" Ahmad lifted one of his index fingers high into the air.

It turns out that what Ahmad meant by the brilliant idea was, he forced Mehmet to pretend to be Rosmawati's husband. Zayn Malik kw 1 it must act sad. He must put on a hard look. Ahmad also added a purple blush, so that Mehmet looked like a victim of domestic violence.

With the move made as relaxed as possible, Mehmet walked towards the information headquarters on the Rosmawati alma mater campus.

After asking a security officer, the two Arab men immediately headed for the room mentioned.

Still with a parched face, Mehmet asked an officer. " I want to find my wife who ran away. He studied here and graduated with very good grades. Reportedly he stopped to his home country, Indonesia," said Mehmet. His lips made it curl. His eyes also look wet, because previously Ahmad had dripped Mehmet's eyeballs with eye drops.

"What's his full name?" ask the fat woman with a look of pity. It seems he has been caught up in the drama of Ahmad and Mehmet.

"Rosmavati Rozi!" answer the two men at the same time.

"Alright, wait a minute," the woman immediately switched to her computer. His fingers moved quickly typing something.

After a few minutes of waiting with a pounding heart. Finally, the good news they got. The woman gave the information that Mehmet so coveted, namely the address of Rosmawati's hometown.