
"You're overtime, brother?" Nuri's mother accidentally passed Dika after studying.
"Yes, Mom. Nanda's work has a lot to handle."
Dika brought his favorite white car, Miyako. Nanda passed down a stack of complicated documents.
"You're a proposal?"
"At times confused, Mom. Still haggling."
"Neighbor! Even mining. Should be firm, want to continue what's serious."
Dika will reflect on what Nanda's mother said. After Chacha expresses her feelings. Dika is thinking. Like hallucinations but reality.
"Current time? What Chacha thinks I look like is Oppa times ya."
Intan has also explained the reason he is close again to his former lover. Hates. If it's the former, there's no drama back.
"Sik, buy soto there." Dika's father who just came home from the office forgot that the maid at home came home. "Pick buy avocado juice deh or boba seger."
"Capek, Dad. Dika also just returned, overtime too. Not just Dad." This is how Dika, very difficult to ask but often put something.
Ibu Dika works abroad as a staff ambassador of Indonesia in Taiwan. The hope of the mother is to have a daughter-in-law who is able to take care of Dika properly.
"Well, what did you buy?" Dika's father smelled fragrant fruit seblak immediately approached. "For dong, I'm a really laper. You don't be impudent, your car installments are Dad's paying off."
Finally, he halved a portion of the jumbo. Dika also divides the ice boba that he bought near the office.
"You're not the proposal?"
"Nambang ah, I doubt Well."
Actually, Dika's father also disagreed with Intan. I didn't like meeting you from the beginning.
Dika got a photo from Nanda. Not envious, Dika has also been abroad even though only to Singapore to see the painting exhibition.
"Why do you?" Dika called Nanda.
"Gue abis impromptu audit, there's a report that's wrong. Lo so what's a nitip?"
"Gue is curious in France there is no krupuk si?" Dika still lying while watching the drama. Suddenly the thoughts of another country.
"Repot, mdingan lo way to the shop of Pak Sulam there are genuine Ciamis crackers."
"It is your guess. Chacha likes me." Dika still feels bad, because he is not sensitive to Nuri's best friend.
"Keep, how are you going? What's your decision?"
"Figures."
All day he said the same word in a different sentence. I began to think of a path.
"Ah, I'm floating in the pool."
Dika directly went to the pool of his house, enough to unwind tired. There is also a giant duck gift from Nuri who faithfully guards the pool.
Jay was a bit embarrassed when he met Nuri's sister. Bang Nanda accompanied Cyntia as well. They just hang out at the hotel restaurant.
"Jay, it's Bang Nanda." Nuri also felt embarrassed when she saw her sister's beautiful boss.
"Jay Jang Clarkson. Hello to you."
"Your mother, this is Ms. Cynntia, Mrs Director." Bang Nanda also did not forget to introduce Cyntia.
"Hello, it's nice to see you guys." Cyntia laughed anxiously at the young couple with alluring visuals. "I think Jay looks like a kpop idol?"
Oops. Cyntia forgets that Nanda is next to her.
"Ah, Mba time?'' Nuri chuckled, she also felt so.
"real loh. Look Nanda until he's surprised."
"No, Mom. Sorry, Jay has to trouble you, nih nganter Nuri."
"No problem, Bang. Anyway, Nuri is also my responsibility."
Such statements look adult. Unlike someone in the past who Nuri often picked up in front of the alley.
"Jay is fluent in Indonesian. You worked in Indo for a long time, Jay?" Cyntia thinks she's seen Jay somewhere. Forgetting what place and when.
"Ritz Hotel Indonesia, I'm only a few months away. If you are fluent, I have taken Indonesian classes just like before."
"You work in expensive hotels? What's your job, Jay?" Bang Nanda started to investigate.
"Manager," said Jay rather shyly.
Cyntia was right, her memory was starting to recover. I saw Jay at the Ritz Hotel in Jakarta. Jay was sitting elegantly holding an ipad.
"I've been to that hotel for a meeting. Well, you're cool too young."
Nuri feels inferior. Bang Nanda has a good job, Jay moreover. Cyntia is very cool, as a young and beautiful director. He stared at himself, his job only as a bakery employee.
"Nuri's cool too," Jay switched the topic.
"What are you doing trying, Dek?"
"I'm just helping you pack bread. Hehe."
"Well, no papa. Learning while working is beneficial." Cyntia was commenting.
Nuri nodded slowly. There were a lot of new things that he learned, a lot of new people that he met. Thanks to Jay, there are a lot of new opportunities that he gets.
"Same father Mother does not titip snackan. Hicks."
"Chacha brought it, Bang. Joke."
They're saying goodbye. Jay just guessed from the report that Cyntia had brought, must have been very busy doing the sudden audit.
"Titip yes, Jay." Bang Nanda escorted to the hotel lobby.
"OK, '' Jay said.
Nuri still misses her brother, but what a power. There was an urgent matter that made Bang Nanda overtime as well, she would not be able to help either. Their job field is different.
During the return journey. Jay doesn't talk much. Nuri also just yawned because of sleepiness, and fell asleep.
Morning time.
When he woke up, there was no sound from the coffee shop. Nuri started to open her eyes slowly. The first thing he realized, the bed he was sleeping in was different. It is wider and very comfortable.
"Where am I?"
When I realized this was not his room. Nuri checked the clothes she was wearing last night.
"Still the same," he stroked the chest.
Tok. Someone knocked on the door and entered. Not Jay, but an old man in a blue dongker tuxedo. Arthurian.
"*Mrs. Jay want you to breakfast. Please take a bath first and meet him at dining room*."
"*Ah, okay. Thank you*."
As soon as Arthur left, Nuri locked the door. He rushed to shower.
"Wow, crazy!" Spacious and luxurious bathroom.
*Bath tub* which he probably first saw in real instead of in drama. Fragrant aromatherapy candle lined.
*Funny. This is the first time, I think only celebrities can enjoy the luxury of a gini-rich bath. Jay does have a different class*.
Half an hour passed. Nuri looked at the sofa of the room, there was a lady suit from the famous fashion house.
"Crazy, is this really Prad\*?" He wanted to be sure again, maybe look wrong. "Wow, it's good to be the sultan's lover!"
Jay went upstairs. Door's open. He stands by the door. Maybe like a soap opera scene, when you see Nuri jogged with excitement. There was a new feeling of happiness that he had experienced.
"*It's just clothes, why is she so happy*?"
Jay could not imagine, if Nuri met Grandma Hwang. Perhaps he would faint out of disbelief at the extremely expensive introductory gift. Not something that many people have.
"Do you like it?"
Nuri was shocked and also embarrassed. She's dancing like a member of the *girl band*.
Long skirt suit with outer matching. Very cute for a girl like her.
"Thank you, Jay. I was the first to wear this expensive shirt. Hehe." Nuri just laughed, happy because some of her dreams were fulfilled.
"Let's eat." Jay took Nuri's hand. "I'm hungry."
For someone very valuable. Jay learned how to love differently. Lie, if he has no lust as a grown man. But Jay is still moral. His family teachings were very useful in old age.
"Listen Jay, I just slept with my wife after getting married officially. Good self-control will help you too. Loving someone does not mean taking away all our lusts. There are limits to love, respect our partner too." Advice from Jay's older cousin who got married five years ago.
I saw a very nice breakfast menu. Nuri was eager to devour all the food, but her stomach capacity was limited.
"Bas based on fat pigs!"
Nuri chokes as soon as she hears Luci's voice messing with her appetite.
"*Arthur, take her out*!"
*Connected*...