Pelita Hati Bunda
Ara or Ara?

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Mika turned to me every now and then and refocused on the highway. He kept talking and asking me where I was going yesterday, when I told him that I went to a meeting with Mr. Devan, obviously he wouldn't believe me because I lied to him too.

It is impossible to say that I went with Mr. Devan and Ara, spent time together in the park, shopping and even went to the reunion party of Pak Devan High School could-can Mika will gawk.

Not only that but I am sure that I will get a lecture that is long and wide from Mika. Of course he will also think of me as well Mr. Devan.

"Nay, I can't believe that if you just go to a meeting with Mr. Devan you must go somewhere because you went with Ara too. Quickly tell me where you went yesterday with Mr. Devan, or maybe you guys have started a relationship behind me already?" guess Mika with origin.

"What the hell, Mik. Do not carelessly talk later can be gossip in the office when it is not true. I'm with Mr. Devan there's absolutely nothing to do but a job relationship," I replied trying to convince Mika who seems like it won't be easy.

"Then why you can go almost all day with Mr. Devan even you also go home until late at night. You and Mr. Devan aren't weird, are you, Nay?"

The more the direction of the conversation from Mika. Where maybe I will be weird with Mr. Devan because I am also very ilfil to him.

"Oh yes! meningan you focus on driving at this time and quickly forward the car so we quickly get to the office if it gets late I can be in trouble again with Mr. Devan."

"Oh yes, you were late yesterday if you were punished. Or maybe you go with it because Mr. Devan also while giving punishment to you?" this time Mika's guess was very correct.

"Do you shut up or do I just come down here?" no want Nayla to tell all to Mika because the tail will definitely be very long.

"Yes-yes, that's why I'm angry later you old spit," rushing Mika forward her car quickly it seemed like she was afraid that I would do what I said just now and get down there leaving Mika.

Fortunately the tupperware I brought was in the bag and Mika did not see that until she saw it would be getting run over again his business.

Thank God this time I was not late and on time. But in fact I still lost quickly with Mr. Devan who had left first even he was waiting in my work space.

"The subordinates lose quickly to the boss" he said.

I was glued to the door by seeing Mr. Devan inside and leaning himself on my desk with legs overlapping as well as both hands in his pocket, so cool really.

"Although like that at least I'm not late, right sir?"

Still, I dare to answer the words of Mr. Devan because I am innocent why should I be afraid?

I looked at Mr. Devan's face looking very strange, his eyes were red and there were eye bags around him. Does that mean Mr. Devan can't sleep all night?

"Why do you see me like that? Do I look so bad in your eyes?"

Why was he so sensi this morning? even though I also did not say anything and give comments, am I wrong if I just look?

"Hurry work!" her word.

I stepped towards Mr. Devan but not to approach him but rather to sit at my workplace and go straight to work as usual.

Dugs...

Mr. Devan turned his head when he heard a loud noise on the table. It was the sound of the tupperware in the bag because I was a little strong to put the bag on the table.

I'm confused, am I really supposed to give this breakfast I brought to Mr. Devan? otherwise I would have reneged on Ara's promise, but if I had given Mr. Devan it would have been big-headed.

"Bu_not what sir, just the sound of the book in the bag," I dodged it because I was still confused to say and give it.

"I can't believe it's not a book there's definitely something you're carrying, let me see!" it is not easy for Mr. Devan to believe because that is his disposition.

Mr. Devan wanted to snatch the bag on the table but it was already me who snatched and I hugged directly.

"Right, this is nothing." I still insist on keeping the bag in my arms I won't let Mr. Devan pick it up.

"You're lying, here!" mr. Devan walked over, turning around to stand next to me.

"Don't bring any more haram. Here look!" mr. Devan's voice was so shrill.

The tighter I hold my bag but Mr. Devan still forces and pulls it. Until finally released also my bag and immediately opened.

My eyes bulged out wanting to get angry because he was so as he pleased to do it all, I was also annoyed that he thought I was carrying halal items.

Everything in the bag was taken out until finally the tupperware containing fried rice came out.

"Is this all you're hiding? is this poison?" search mr. Devan.

The aura of his face looks annoying want me really tampol.

"It's not poison, is it?" he said he was getting more probed.

"There's cyanide poison! mister want?"

"I happen to be hungry, it's okay to have the poison that is important to die in a state of fullness."

With so relaxed Mr. Devan took the chair that I had sat down and he used to sit alone.

"I borrow the chair first, if you're tired of standing here you can, too" he said. His hand patting his own thigh means asking me to sit on his lap.

"Hem, it looks good. Waww... Cie cie cie.. Who would you love, Nay?" mr. Devan grimaced sweetly towards me.

"That's from Ara for father," I said with a chuckle.

"Hem, Ara is so nice. Ara or Ara." her eyes twitched mischievously at me.

Regretting why I said that just now she obviously wouldn't believe what I said.

"Hem, good as it turns out... Ara pinter once cooked and dong in making breakfast every day."

The more people visit, once I have to do it what else every day?

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