The After The Heartbreak
Dhafi's last chance

Salma tries to come back to Dhafi's company. After last seeing Dhafi kissing with a model for the umpteenth time, she was traumatized here again.

But he wanted to thank me because Dhafi had helped his script so much. Not two weeks, now it's just to file chapter three.

Even Dhafi had sent ten sheets that he had typed for the initial discussion.

Salma is very helpful in between his training which is quite draining of energy and time.

Salma passes through the resrptionists just like that. They also broke up with him.

He immediately entered the elevator. In his hand was a paper bag containing lunch for Dhafi.

"Hold," cried someone. Salma reflex held down the elevator button.

"Thank you" he said with a breath of gasp as he was walking faster to get into the elevator as soon as possible.

"It looks like we've met, huh?" he said trying to remember the energetic young girl in front of him.

"Sister Robi, right? His friend Kalil?" tukas Salma fast. His memory is a topnotch.

"You're Salma, right." Robi's smile widened. Remember the young girl he met with Kalil and Khanza.

"Yes." Yeah." Salma returned Robi's smile

"Who's day?" ask Robi wonder.

Who is this kid really? Kok, he's free naek elevator company top, Robi's mind full of question marks.

"Dhafi."

"Oh yes. Sister Khanza, yes," he said understand.

Do they have a relationship? Inner guessed.

"Yes." Yeah."

Finally the elevator led them to the floor of the room where Dhafi was.

"Sir Robi wants to see Dhafi?" salma asked because she saw the man walking in the same direction as her. Dhafi's Room.

"Yes, there's a file that's missing."

"Ooo."

Robi glanced at the girl beside her. She admits to being very pretty for an ordinary girl size. But it looks like a childish. Maybe that's what makes it look interesting.

Salma stared flatly at the Dhafi secretary who had just come out of Dhafi's room. Looks rushed.

"Eh, Mr. Robi," he said to Salma.

"Young lady, Mr. Dhafi is sick. I'd like to call a doctor" he continued. He had to explain so that his boss' ex-lover didn't misunderstand.

Robi was surprised to hear the call. He looked at Salma.

"Young lady?" muttered. As he remembered there were only a few of his relationship princesses who were called so.

Salma did not care. He went straight into Dhafi's room with a feeling of worry. The man was lying on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Robi also followed.

Salma looked at Dhafi's sweaty forehead.

She was holding Dhafi's forehead, feeling very hot.

"Dhafi, are you sick?" he said, wetting his handkerchief with a little mineral water. Previously Salma had wiped Dhafi's sweat with a tissue, then just attach the damp handkerchief to his forehead.

"Salma?" dhafi's voice called out. His eyes opened for a second.

"Lo why, Dhaf?" Robi this time approached. He saw Dhafi always massaging his forehead. But it's still pretty good.

"Lo ... what is it?" dhafi asked somewhat flattered, astonished.

"I missed my file" Robi said, taking the file.

"O..."

Meanwhile Salma took one plastic plate she carried and filled it with mineral water.

Then Salma again wet his handkerchief, squeezing it and compressing it on the Dhafi krning.

"Have you eaten yet?" salma asked as she looked at the net which was partially covered by her eyelids looking at her.

Dhafi shook his head

Ana, her secretary, enters again and looks at what her ex-boyfriend did.

Ana also offered to compress, but her boss refused. He asked her to call the doctor.

Salma wrote the name of the heat-lowering drug on the note she always carried. Also heat-lowering plaster. Then tore it apart and reached out to Dhafi's secretary.

"Buy this drug. Now," said Salma firmly.

"Ba alright," somewhat nervously Ana replied.

Then looked at the paper in his hand before leaving.

Is this medicine working? his mind does not believe.

But seeing her boss shut up, Ana decides to buy it.

"What medicine is it?" ask Robi wonder.

"Hother heat." Salma arranged the food she brought to the table.

Fortunately, he bought their first soup.

Dahl should eat before taking the medicine.

"Where do you know?" Robi was more astonished because she had seen the girl write with a strange name

"I went to medical school" he said without seeing Robi.

Robi looked in disbelief.

It turns out the doctor.

"Dhafi, you eat first, yes," he said slowly. Dhafi nodded his head.

Robi also helps Dhafi to sit down. Dhafi rested his back on the back of the sofa.

Salma destroys rice, potatoes and carrots, also lubricates the meat on the ribs. Then he also bribed Dhafi who looked at him still with a glare. On his forehead there was also a compress

Dhafi chewed it slowly while staring at Salma's face. It is not suspected that Salma also took care of it. The betrayal of a betrayal he once committed. Guilt was so deep in his heart

Not long after that Dhafi secretary also came with a small plastic bag, Salma order.

Salma also took a compress in the form of plaster .

Without a doubt he stuck it on the nape of Dhafi and also on his forehead.

"Eat again, yes," said Salma gently as she brought the spoon containing the food close to Dhafi's mouth.

Robi and her secretary Dhafi feel like a mosquito repellent. Not considered.

"Sir Dhafi, young lady, Mr. Robi, I go out first, yes. If you need anything, call me," he said.

After getting a nod from the three, Ana left with a feeling of relief.

After Dhafi's secretary left, Robi also got up from her seat.

"Gue said goodbye, yes, Dhaf, Salma. Want to meet a client. If it's still bad, you just open it in the hospital," Robi suggested while saying goodbye

As soon as he saw the nod of the two, Robi immediately nodded while breathing a sigh of relief.

"Ana, what does Dhafi have to do with Salma?" asked Robi kepo when she got to the desk secretary.

"Sir Dhafi is trying to get back, sir, as is young Miss Salma" explained Ana, who feels most familiar with her boss's situation.

"They've been dating?" robi's tone of voice was somewhat suppressed in surprise.

"Yes, sir. But Mr. Dhafi was cut off with young lady Salma. Nyesal. Now another attempt to reverse. But Mr. Robi do not tell Mr. Dhafi, if you know this story from me, yes, sir. Later I can be fired," Ana pleaded. He's flippant. He should have kept his boss' secret.

Back.he regretted his similar character like cheap lambe.

Robi just smiled.

"There is a reward if you want to ask to be kept secret in," said Robi cunning.

"What sir?" ask Ana curiously.

"Temenin me tonight," said Robi lightly.

Ana fell silent. She likes to look sexy. But she's not a BO girl.

"Just temenin? If ngajak sleep ogah, sir," he refused quickly.

"Don't you ever sleep with Dhafi?" Robi frowned.

"No," Ana was honest.

"Correct?" Robi really doesn't believe.

Issue outside says if Dhafi likes to change couples how?

Secretary period who always looks sexy never once invited to sleep?

Robi's brain feels blank.

"Pak Dhafi likes maen the same model, sir. Oops! Mr. Robi don't nanya anymore," annoyed Ana because again he slipped open the disgrace of his boss.

Robi shook her head, not believing.

Dhafi's secretary is also as pretty as a model.

Crazy Dhafi. Good stuff is taken.

"Yes, I had a drink" Robi broke up before leaving.

"Yes, sir. Just have a drink, yes," Ana said, giving limits. His heart was relieved, it could be saved easily.

"Yes" Robi said as she continued to walk away

Meanwhile, in Dhafi's room.

Dhafi still complied, until at the fifth bribe he shook his head.

"I'm nauseous" he said slowly. But he already felt strong enough, not weak like before.

"Thank you" he said slowly with an increasingly fixed gaze.

"Yes, same thing. You're a soy sauce, yeah, make me a thesis." Salma responded with a faint smile.

"No, the work of Daddy is much more," Dhafi denied.

"Yes. But it still has to eat and get enough rest" Salma said as she poured the hot-dissolving syrup on a spoonful.

Dhafi again according to when Salma asked him to swallow his medicine. Then he drank the water Salma gave him.

"Sal......"

"Hmmm..."

"Reverse, yuk. Let me be sick, you will take care."

Dhafi clasped Salma's hands gently.

"You're going out with a sister" Salma refused flat.

"Saaal, I'm sorry. I promise I won't repeat it again" whined Dhafi like a child.

"How come you're going to repeat again?"

"I won't repeat, Sal. I'm sorry for what I did before."

Salma was silent, not saying.

"Sal, give me a chance, yeah. This is the last one" please Dhafi. His hot air flowed into Salma's skin through his grasp.

"You'd better sleep" said Salma quietly.

Dhafi pulls his hand from Salma and displaces his hair in frustration.

Silent.

"But if you get caught again, I really don't want to know you again" Salma said seriously after a few minutes. Breaking the silence that was created.

Dhafi who had felt his hope was dashed, so excited again. It was as if getting the most intoxicating injection of heaven.

"I promise Salma. I promise," he said repeatedly with lips developing his grateful smile.

Salma simply replied to him with her warm smile.

Salma wanted to try occasionally betting for his future. Will it work or not. If he fails, he will stay away from Dhafi forever.

After all his foolish heart still could not forget Dhafi.