Seducing Miss Introvert
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"Why shut up? Let's quickly open this thief bag!" the fertile mother was impatient.

"Don't!" the woman's look was getting more agitated.

People are increasingly suspicious, including Kiandra who looks at him, then turns to the white bag that is now in his grasp.

"I don't steal, really!" he stared fixedly at Kiandra, hoping that the man would believe.

"Give me the bag!" the mother, who was already emotional, tried to take the bag from Kiandra's hand, but the man immediately dodged it.

"You don't want to give it to me?"the accuser is angry not playing. Because with the difference in height, he was unable to reach the bag.

Kiandra doesn't budge. In his heart he still weighed how to behave.

The security guard was hesitating. Although not so remembering. But he was sure, if ever seen and knew a tall man with a red shirt and jeans.

"Don't you guys plot thieves!" show the mother to Kiandra's face.

The man's forehead immediately wrinkled.

"You guys conspired to steal, right? Let's just confess! I'm throwing you both in jail!"

Kiandra could not understand the shallow mind of the woman who was no older than her mother. Equally aged, in fact does not make a person can be equally wise.

I'm grateful you're not as cute as this guy. Say Kiandra in the heart.

In fact, he could have been arrogant by directly evicting or reporting the Accuser for defamation. But the Kiandra Mahika who was raised with honor and responsibility, was not such a person.

In the midst of the crowds, a sixty-five year-old man appeared among them.

"What's this?" he asks. "What's up, ma'am?" ask again to the fat mother who had continued to say rudely.

"He stole my wallet, sir. But I won't confess!" he pointed at the woman.

"Huh?" The man was shocked. "Mommy's wallet is left in the car, so you're here looking for mom." He took out a thick, shiny black wallet from his pants pocket.

Everyone present cheered. While the fat mother who had earlier accused this and that, now gaping her shock ranking.

As everyone was amazed at the truth, the woman immediately took her sling bag from Kiandra's hand and moved away from the crowd.

Of course this time Kiandra did not stay silent. In the pursuit of the woman among the large supermarket that looks like the mall.

The woman walked quickly while looking down.

"Hey, wait." Kiandra confronted the woman just before she was about to descend the escalator stairs.

While remaining down, he tried to dodge to the left. But Kiandra's coming to the left. He went to the right, Kiandra kept her steps.

"I'm not stealing." Finally he poked up to see the man who was in the way.

"Who said you were a thief?" Kiandra doesn't understand.

The state of self-service is bright, making them able to see clearly with each other.

The woman's expression was initially upset, suddenly stunned, then she continued with two red cheeks. He immediately threw away his face.

"You don't remember me?" Kiandra thought the woman looked away because she didn't remind her.

The woman still did not answer.

"We met at the James Bond Club a few weeks ago." Kiandra.

"Excuse me." Some people want to use escalators, making them forced to move away.

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Kiandra folded her hands to her chest while watching the woman who was still reluctant to look at her.

At times like this, usually what are men and women talking about...? kiandra's forehead creased, her eyes twitching, wondering what to talk about.

"...Which time it was...Please forget it.."

"What?" The kiandra huddled, because the woman's voice was small and almost inaudible.

The woman with long, wavy hair puffed up to look at her interlocutor who was like an electric pole. "Please forget about the incident at the Club." His voice is tight.

"Why?" Kiandra asked without any intention.

"Because..yes, it must be forgotten." The woman replied, after a moment of confusion.

Kiandra was not satisfied with the answer.

"Today too." He said back. "I'm not stealing." He looked at Kiandra nicely, then lowered his head and rubbed both agitated hands. "Don't remember me anymore." He asks.

"Why should I remember you?" Kiandra.

The woman's face instantly turned red. He was embarrassed by Kiandra's question.

"Well, if we meet, don't say hello or talk to me!" he said, then turned around.

"Hey..." Kiandra wants to prevent. But in order to overcome his intention. Why is he so angry? Kiandra asked in her heart. Is he still upset about being accused of stealing? he guessed. Yes.tadi is outrageous. Kiandra's in heartache.

He pulled the phone out of his jeans pocket and started typing something.

I'll add some cctv in the hidden corner, then educate the security guard about the presumption of innocence. Kiandra has dissolved in her world. Foodcourt hygiene, empty stuff...

Kiandra pours ideas and input for her self-service progress on her phone, pausing occasionally to think, then re-typing vigorously.

Kiandra's work was very enthusiastic. In a moment, he had forgotten the target he had to quickly get, and this time it just came back loose.

So seriously Kiandra typed and thought, until not realizing if with just a red shirt and regular jeans, then leaned against the wall, making visitors who passed in front of him fascinated.

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The sound of bells mounted above the door rang, as the woman entered.

"Tumben is fast." a forty-year-old mother exclaimed as she sprayed the cut flowers that filled almost the entire space. "Have you got the wrapping paper, Anna?" he asked after the woman approached.

Anna groans.

The mother stopped spraying and removing her plastic gloves.

"Sorry Aunt Nisa, just now. suddenly my head is dizzy, so..." Anna has trouble lying.

"It's okay, you can buy it tomorrow. After all the supermarket was close to our flower shop." he smiled.

"Thank you." Anna's down. "Later tonight I try to go there again."

"Don't be shy." The woman called Aunt Nisa was patting Anna on the shoulder. "You've eaten? Don't you forget lunch, so dizzy."

"Aunty, I've eaten." Anna is still clumsy.

"Thank God then." He looks relieved.

"Thank you."

"How many times do you want to say thank you?" joke about the woman with the curly hair in that loop.

"Eh, sorry." Anna rounded her eyes, then lowered her head. "I, yeah...Auntie.."He said softly.

Nisa tried to understand the attitude of the employees who were hired a few weeks ago and now live together in the shophouse that doubles the place of business.

"Tante go upstairs, you take care of the store for a second." Nisa took off the light green aprons with the words 'Nisa Florist' embroidered.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Have memorized the names of the flowers and their prices, right?" she asked.

"It."

"If not, Auntie has prepared a note on the table." point it at a book on the cashier's table.

"Thank you." Anna lowered her head.

Nisa smile. Although I still feel weird about Anna. But some time living together, Nisa is willing to bet, that Anna is a good child.

He went upstairs to the top floor where they lived, after explaining everything.

Anna immediately tied up her long hair, then wore the same apron Nisa was wearing.

He began to replace the water in a cut flower container, then sorted the withered flowers with fresh ones, then rearranged them.

He also wiped and wiped the glass. Anna worked diligently, even though no one or cctv was watching.

"Why should I remember you?"

Kiandra's question suddenly flashed, making Anna's glass wiping motion stop.

He has an oriental face. But his skin was darker and his eyes were wide. Anna said in the day.

Both of Anna's cheeks turned red. The eye color is so beautiful. She blushed.

"Rico ran away after breaking into the safe!"

Suddenly Anna's face turned pale. Anger and accusations made to him suddenly filled the head.

The glass she held fell, but Anna remained silent.

"You told Rico? You told that bastard Delanna?!"

Anna sat on the floor covering her tear-filled face.