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Chapters 124. Martabak

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That day Tisha was preaching to each other with Zayn and Ray. Intentions don't want to reply to Zayn's message, but he's also aware that his relationship with Ray hasn't gone that far. Then why should Tisha keep Ray's feelings at bay by staying away from Zayn? There is no clear relationship between them. Zayn is also Tisha's best friend, knowing her longer than Ray.

Now Tisha is at a crossroads, about who she will choose. He had solidified his heart to choose Ray because Ray had filled his heart since the beginning, but what about Zayn who has helped him a lot? His heart was worried because of Fayra's words.

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That night Ray just got home from his office, he came home a little late. Before that he sent a message to Tisha, asking if the woman had eaten or not.

...R: Sha... Have you and Rasya had dinner yet?...

...Q: No, I just wanted to cook...

...R: What do you want to cook?...

...Q: Why? Want to eat? 😂...

...R: Why would Raymond Argantara eat? 🐱...

...T: 😂😂😂🤭...

...R: Does Rasya like martabak?...

That's how Ray was, he smiled to himself while texting Tisha. Gerry just smiled looking at his boss from behind the windshield of the car in front.

"Oh sir, what time are you leaving tomorrow, sir?" gerry asked his boss

"depart? Where's where?" ray asked confused by what Gerry meant

"Tomorrow you have a business trip to the Netherlands" replied Gerry

Don't tell me he forgot?

Ray was flabbergasted and immediately put his phone in the pocket of the suit, "Tomorrow? You sure the schedule's tomorrow?" ray asked while holding his head that felt dizzy with the amount of office work lately. Not to mention that he was annoyed to have to work with Zayn even though he did not want to do it.

If it wasn't for Tisha, Ray would have canceled the partnership. Ray is completely riled up by his love rivals who are still trying to catch up with Tisha.

"True sir, tomorrow is your trip to the Netherlands" replied Gerry who was driving.

"Stupid! Why didn't you tell me before? If I knew I was leaving tomorrow, maybe I'd take a day off and spend the whole day with my wife and my son! You're really slow!" ray grumbled annoyed at his secretary.

"I'm sorry sir, but I reminded you a week ago" Gerry replied, smiling at Ray

"You dare answer me?! Cut the pay!" threaten Ray on his secretary

GLUE

Upon hearing the word pay cut, Gery immediately shrank. He justifies all Ray's talk, even though he knows that this is not his fault but Ray's fault for forgetting the schedule.

"Yes sir, you're right. I'm slow and I'm stupid" Gerry replied with a grin.

Yes, my father is always right. The pecker in the heart

"Rubber, and always remember the clerk's article" Ray said in a cold voice.

"I always remember it sir, the point is that you are always right" Gerry said in a suppressed voice as if to show affirmation.

"It's not always true, but I am. But what about your voice?Do you disagree?" ray asked unhappy with Gerry's tone of voice

"Where may I dare sir, hehe" Gerry grinned awkwardly. He can't fight that guy.

Basic, he doesn't want to lose. The boss is always right, Gerry is always right. Remember the officers!

"Gerry! Don't go straight home, find a martabak first!" tell it to Gerry

"Alright sir, ready" answered Gerry obediently

Before going to Tisha's house, Ray stopped by one of the shops selling martabak. Ray ordered 2 packs of martabak, 1 egg martabak and another chocolate cheese martabak. Who is martabak for? of course for Tisha and Rasya.

With a happy heart behind his fatigue, Ray waited for the martabak. His smile slowly disappeared when he saw a luxurious car stopping right in front of him. The problem is not with the luxury car, but with who gets down from there.

Even though he has stopped being an artist, Zayn's face is still recognized by the community. And he could not carelessly go out freely.

"Why do I keep seeing you today?" zayn asked in surprise because he met Ray 3 times. First in the office, then in the meeting, then the night in the martabak seller.

"It's really fucking my day, having to meet you" Ray smiled, unhappy with Zayn's whereabouts there.

"I feel the same way too" Zayn said as he approached the martyr. "Bak, I ordered 1 egg martabak, one cheese chocolate martabak!"

"Yes, please wait and sit down first" said the martabak seller who was still busy preparing Ray's order. He told Zayn to wait.

Zayn sat in a chair opposite Ray.

Ray glanced at Zayn cynically. "Bak, don't make the order!" ray said to the martabak man.

"Who? Why?" Zayn glared at Ray with an unhappy look.

"Our order is the same, so why bother you to order it. That martabak is for Tisha and Rasya right? You don't have to bother buying it, because I've ordered it" Ray smiled sarcastically at the man

"Then should I yield to you because of martabak?" Zayn smiled grinningly, he did not want to lose to the man.

"Mas, this is the hammer" said the martabak seller's woman who will give her martabak to Ray, but Zayn snatched the crackle containing the martabak.

Zayn smiled cunningly, he mocked the rapidly losing Ray himself. Zayn immediately paid the martabak with two hundred thousand bills in his wallet. "This is the money"

"Geez, this is mostly!"

"Take all of it, thank you" Zayn said kindly and warmly. The man smiled, but because of the mask he was wearing, his smile was invisible.

"Mbak, how the hell? I ordered the martabak first!" ray protested at the martabak seller, did not accept because his martabak was taken for granted.

"Sorry, money talking" the martabak seller smiled casually, then continued his activities serving other customers.

Goddamnit! I could have bought all the martabak stalls in the world!

Ray snorted in annoyance at the martabak he had been waiting for for almost 30 minutes, taken by Zayn for granted. And not knowing his shame, Zayn instead stepped away to get into his car.

Ray pulls Zayn's shirt with his body. Then there was a debate between them because of martabak.

"Why should the famous president of the rich have to ask martabak from me?" ask Zayn who still does not want to give up the martabak

"Your si*lan! That martabak you took is mine! You sly man!" exclaiming Ray was annoyed looking intently at Zayn

"But now it's in my hands, so it's mine" Zayn casually stepped into the car

Suddenly Ray smiled, he pulled Zayn's body and opened the mask and the hat on Zayn's head.

Zayn panicked, unknowingly dropping the crackle containing the martabak. Ray quickly took it.

"Zay! Zayn Alterra is here!!" ray shouted intentionally in front of the people who were there. Ray smiled mockingly towards Zayn.

"Zay? What did the man say??!" ask a woman who is sitting near a martabak stall.

"Zayn here?!!" said a hysterical teenage girl

The people there immediately surrounded Zayn who was about to open the door of his car. The bodyguards did not have time to block those who recognized Zayn. Zayn is surrounded by his fans.

"Zay! Zay!! I'm you!!"

"Zay! Request the signature!!"

Amidst the crowd of fans dominated by the women, make Zayn confused. While Ray with his sneaky smile, he managed to get a martabak.

"Campus you, Zayn! So don't mess with me" Ray feels victorious from Zayn, he chuckles at seeing Zayn surrounded by his fans and can't go anywhere.

Zayn stared at Ray's departure with an angry look. "Damn it! Just look at Raymond! I'll reward you!"

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