
Raka was still smiling looking at Adista who was still inside her lap. Raka had already admitted that he wanted to Adista, even Raka asked Adista to accompany him. Unfortunately, his wife refused.
"Come, we're out, Mas. I'm still on duty. Poor Tina who is on her own duty," Adista said now.
"Give me a kiss" replied Raka.
"Later at home. Is it less, we're this close?" ask Adista.
"Yes, less. I want it more than this. Without distance, even if it's just a piece of our clothes," Raka replied with a slightly mischievous look.
Adista put her lips together. Sometimes Adista also shook her own head with her husband's desire and Raka's way of speaking. "Mas Raka, ishhh."
"And to be honest, I really think it's just like you. Yes, tonight at home. Yuk, we're out again."
Before Adista got out of her lap, Raka kissed Adista's cheek a few times first. Cup. Cup. The kiss on the cheek was successful in making Adista's face flushed, embarrassed. However, Adista did not comment.
"If you fumble like this, I want you even more" Raka said.
"What the hell, Mas. Embarrassed. Come on, we'll work again" Adista replied.
Raka and Adista then tidied up their clothes first. Even so, Adista felt that the perfume Raka wore seemed to stick to her body. Hopefully, people close to him will not be suspicious. In addition, Adista also tidied up a bit of the uniform she now wore. After all, then they came out of Raka's room, the two of them walked back to the gallery.
Once there, Adista tried to act calm and as if nothing had happened. He then stood beside Tina.
"Is there anything to help with?" ask Adista.
"No, Ma'am. It's safe. She said Miss Linda that Mr. Raka needs help to help Maak Adista aja. I'm afraid Ma'am, if it's the same Mr. Raka," replied Tina.
Adista smiled faintly, why should Tina be afraid of Raka. Even if you already know Raka, the man is not scary. Raka is also a figure who provides protection and a sense of security.
"Why afraid? Mr. Raka is good," replied Adista.
"I'm still a new employee, Ma'am. Mr. Raka seems to be seremes," replied Tina.
Adista smiled, some new staff who just joined La Plazza Hotel will say that he was afraid of Mr. Rabbet. Most of them said it was Mr. Raka looks firm and rarely smiles. His eyes are often intimidating too.
It's been a while, Adista and Tina have served there. Eventually, Rayyan came to the gallery. The young man looked deeply at Adista who was standing before him.
"Ta," said.
"Yes, please," replied Tata with his formal speech.
Rayyan took a long breath. The heart desires to be more familiar and more friendly with Adista. What power, Adista seems to have built a high wall. Finally, Rayyan walked towards the gallery.
"Who is he, Ma'am? It's really good" said Tina.
"He was my friend first. His name is Rayyan," Adista replied.
"Oh my goodness, cute. Boyfriend is Ma'am?" ask Tina again.
"Not at all."
After that, apparently Raka seemed to call Adista again because she needed help. Therefore, Adista walked towards Raka. Tina is back on her own duty.
"This father wants our event brochure. Who knows, it will be able to hold an exhibition here" said Raka.
Finally Adista gave the brochure he took from a table near Tina. Because Adista also entered the event team so that Adista could explain to the Father. The way Adista explains is also very detailed and friendly. After finishing it and the Father will make contact again, Raka gave a small smile to Adista.
"Pinter really, whose wife is this?" asked Raka with a witty look.
"Questions don't need to be answered" Adista replied.
Raka smiled back at his wife's answer. Until finally, Natasha came back, but this time she was not alone but with Rayyan. Raka became silent, as well as Adista who was actually lazy to meet Rayyan.
"Sister Raka, we're looking for you. It just so happens that I met Natasha's sister here. You're high school friends, right? Doesn't this Natasha mean something to Raka?"
With spontaneity Rayyan said all that, as if he ignored the feelings of Adista who was also there. Adista was upset and had improved because Raka immediately relieved him, but now Adista again upset.
"Not at all, Ray. You better not make it up," replied Raka.
"Oh, so back in High School, you .. liked me well, Raka? Why never say? Is there still that feeling?" natasha asked with a look at Raka.
Not yet Raka gave an answer, Rayyan had already given an answer first.
"Maybe still be, Natasha ...."
"Shut up, Ray!"
Raka said so. Why does Raka feel Rayyan seems to interfere. Raka tried to calm Adista. If this is the case, Raka is afraid that Adista will return upset and bad mood.
"Why, Brother? Didn't Brother at least be able to lie, why now Brother is lying," urged Rayyan.
"Sister isn't lying, it's all just the past, Ray. You should be able to distinguish the past and the present. My High School is over and it's been a long time. There is a new love in my heart."
Raka spoke very firmly. He needs to get everything straight. In addition, for Raka, there is no place for Natasha.
Hearing Raka's words, Rayyan lowered her head. She was upset when her sister said that there was already a new love in her heart. Moreover Rayyan knew very well that it was Adista.
"I thought you used to like me, Raka. Turns right. Why did you, never speak? If only you had spoken," replied Natasha.
"I don't have to talk about anything, Nat. I don't know if that was before now. It makes no difference. It's just a false feeling" Raka replied.
Natasha smiled faintly and looked at Raka. "Whatever it is, I'm happy, Ka. Liked men as good as you. If, even now that liking is still there, I might just accept you, give you a chance" Natasha said.
Adista who had heard all this since seemed to be stuck among these people. I don't know what Rayyan's motive is to say everything. While Adista could only sigh deeply and calm himself.
"I'd better say goodbye, Mr. Raka." Adista chose pamit. His work hours are over anyway. It's time to go home too.
"Yes, I want to go home too. Come on," reply Raka.
When Raka turned around and was about to walk with Adista, Natasha again grabbed Raka's hand to make the man stop his steps and look back.
"Raka, can you take me home?"