
Assalualaikum
Happy reading
The next day, Ilyas was ready to go to the office, and Jihan drove her husband to the door.
Ilyas: Did you leave first? you actually so Yank later to the office mas?
Jihan : Yes, my heart is on the road. Yes mas I will later go to the office mas.all bring mas lunch.
Ilyas: ok ready my wife, later mintak please Mr. Aaron aja yes to nganterin.
Jihan : Yes.
Ilyas: Yes yank, mas departs Assalamualaikum.
Jihan : Waalaikumsalam.
Skips
At 10:00 Jihan was ready to go to her husband's office, not as usual, Jihan dressed up using a little touch and makeup polish that adds to the aura of her beauty out, she was already preparing to face a woman named Sinta, who was a little bit of makeup, he prepared lunch for Ilyas and Arga. Jihan asks Mr. Aaron to take her to her husband's office.
Until Ilyas' office
Jihan: Sir, no effort waiting for me, father just go home, let me go home with Ilyas aja.
Mr. Aaron: Yes, miss. I'm sorry.
Jihan also stepped into the chair Ilyas, as long as she walked in, a lot of eyes were looking at her, especially the adam who was so fascinated by the appearance of Jihan who was so beautiful.
Arriving at the reception desk
Jihan: excuse me mbk, where is Mr Ilyas' room? (ask gently and politely)
Receptionist: Sorry, did you have an appointment with him? (stare at Jihan cynically)
Jihan: Yeah, he told me to come here.
Receptionist: wait for me to call his secretary first (speaking with a ketus)
The receptionist called Meta who was none other than Ilyas' secretary. Jihan saw the name tag of the receptionist's name.
Jihan (in heart) oh so her name is Firda.
Receptionist: I'm sorry, said his secretary Mr. Ilyas was busy not being disturbed.
Jihan: please tell Jihan who wants to meet. (say gently but with emphasis)
(he raised his voice)
Jihan: hufft (sighs rough) alright but after this you should never regret.
Jihan calls Arga to pick her up, but she accidentally doesn't call Ilyas. Arga who got a call from Jihan rushed down.
Arga : Loh Han, why not just go straight to Ilyas' room?
Jihan: I don't know the room maz, I asked the receptionist even angry
Arga : What?? want to find dead the receptionist.yeah yok directly aja, ntar just we take care of the receptionist.
Jihan stepped up to follow Arga into the elevator, but before really entering at the reception said "emang he who is really the same pretentious Mr. Arga found out his wife just knew the taste, but, anyways ready to be ready to face mbk Meta the boss's girlfriend candidate". Jihan who heard the receptionist talk was clenching her hands while beristighfar.
Ting.
The elevator opened, Arga and Jihan came out. As Ilyas's room arrived Arga's cell phone rang. Arga also pampit picked up the phone first and told Jihan to dukuan to the room Ilyas.until. in front of the room Ilyas turned out his secretary had blocked Jihan, jihan, yes Meta know Jihan wanted to leave Ilyas room because Firda si Recipesionia had called Meta told him.
Jihan: Sorry, I'd like to see Mr. Ilyas.
Meta: Can not Mr. Ilyas busy, you should just go home. he can not be disturbed.
Jihan: looking at Meta from atsa down, clothes with short skirts and shirt dress wrapped in blezer are all tight showing the curves of his body.
Meta: uh even dumbstruck again not I say please go home do not bother Mr. Ilyas.
Jihan: Sorry I made an appointment with Mr Ilyas and he told me to come here and I want to ask what right mbk forbid me to meet Mr Ilyas ?
Meta: Oh you don't know who I am yet, I am his secretary and future wife.
As Jihan was about to speak, Ilyas' door opened.
Ilyas: Yank, why don't you come in?
Jihan: (smile) sorry mas, there was a little interference downstairs and also here.
Meta who saw it also gawked in disbelief that Ilyas called the woman in front of him with the name Yank. You wonder who that woman is?
Meta: I'm sorry sir, but we have a meeting with the client (Meta smiled meaningfully looking at Ilyas)
Ilyas: Well, you prepared the file. Go in yok yank kok silent, Ilyas pulled Jihan's hand and saw the change of face Jihan pouting.
Jihan put her lunch and threw her body on the sofa, still in a bad mood.