The Charm of Love Amartha
That Doll Again
"Sorry, Madam! it seems to be yours." said a waiter who gave a doll in a red dress.
"I'm sorry, but it's not mine" Amartha said with a forced smile.
"But just now." said the waiter looked confused and like he was looking for someone.
"Yes, then" said the waiter, who carried the doll and went closer to his other companion. And they stole a glance at the table where Amartha and Vira were sitting.
"Kok the doll until we get here, Vir?" asked Amartha who saw the doll that was still in the hands of the resto waiter.
"Obviously someone's following us, Ta! I don't think you take this for granted" said Vira, who did not want anything bad to happen to Amartha.
"But I called Damian first, Mastiin if he had thrown away the doll" Amartha told Vira.
Amartha immediately pulled out her phone and looked for Damian's contact.
"Hello, Dam! the box of chocolates I love has been thrown away or not, huh?" amartha asked Damian on the phone.
"Here you go, madam." replied Damian.
"Oh, is that it? yes, thank you." said Amartha who ended his phone call.
"Where?" ask Vira curious.
"The word Damian has been thrown away" said Amartha.
"Tuh, right! this is definitely not a fad anymore, but there are people who deliberately terrorize you," Vira said.
"Please" said a waiter who brought the order and arranged it on the table.
"We eat first, my stomach is very lager!" amartha tried to divert the conversation.
She was actually curious as to who had intentionally sent the red-gown doll to her. What was the motive of the man, because as Amartha remembered he had no enemies.
The relationship has improved with Sinta. So she couldn't have suspected it either, because they were friends again like before. Amartha seemed to think, and Vira knew about it. But Vira chose to be quiet.
While elsewhere.
"I'm sorry I came late" said one man.
"No problem, I also just came." said Satya while standing and shaking the hand of the man in front of him.
"Include me Carlo" said the man.
"Greetings to Mr. Carlo" said Satya.
"Please," Satya invited Carlo to sit down.
Firlan sat not far from his boss' desk. He watched the two people talking. Firlan's eagle eyes caught some people sitting not far from his current position, likely they were the bodyguards of the man sitting opposite Satya
"So, what need did you ask me to come here for?" satya asked while laying her feet on the other leg.
"There's something I want to ask you" said Carlo.
"Please, as much as I can answer it" said Satya.
"What is your relationship with Vanka?" ask Carlo.
"Vanka?" Satya frowned in wonder.
"The daughter of Adam Barsha, the owner of Bars Corporation," explains Carlo.
"Ivanka?" Satya knitted her brows.
"Nothing" Satya said casually as she tapped her finger on the chair's hand. Carlo looked with a peeking look at Satya, he raised the corner of his lips as Satya showed the wedding ring on her ring finger.
"But didn't he really want you?" ask Carlo.
"I don't know for sure, which is clear I have no special relationship with that woman. I thought a great businessman like you asked me to meet on a weekend like this to talk about something important, but it turned out.." Satya's words stopped.
"I tell you something," Carlo slightly lowered his voice.
"Follow this game" said Carlo. The man also told me what he wanted.
While in the office, Ivanka smiled with satisfaction. Before long his phone rang, he immediately picked it up after finding out who was calling him.
"Hows it? don't let him escape, I'll be there soon!" ivanka said to someone. And Alia had already taken her eyes off her boss.
"Why do you see me like that?" ivanka asked, making Alia smile wryly.
"Nothing, Miss." said Alia who better continue her work.
"Alia, I'm leaving. Maybe I won't go back to the office" Ivanka said, putting her phone in her bag.
"Do I need to come, Miss?" alia asked while raising the glasses that had come down.
"Haish, if you're coming, I might text you that I'm not coming back! please, think smart, Alia!" ivanka was upset. She left Alia alone in her room.
"Huufh, I just asked, why is he even insistent like that! it's suspicious!" muttered Alia, not liking.
"I'm just calling Firlan," said Alia, she also put a flat object into her ear.
"Hello," said Alia when her call was connected to Firlan.
"Yes. What's the matter, Alia?" firlan's distinctive voice was heard greeting Alia's eardrum. The voice that he had heard for a few days, he stuttered as Firlan repeated his question.
"Ah, yes! I'm sorry your voice was cut off" said Alia, she bit her lower lip.
While Alia was talking to Firlan, Ivanka had already moved away from her company. He wore sunglasses, with maroon-colored lips making his face look bold and mature.
"How dare you fool me!" ivanka was fierce.
"This time you can't escape, you little caterpillar!" Ivanka spoke for herself, deflecting her car's steering and slowing down when her destination was near.
Ivanka checked her appearance when her car stopped somewhere.
"Perfects!" Ivanka raised one corner of her lips.
The woman, who appeared with light brown curls, got out of her car. Ivanka has changed her hair a lot. But one thing he will not change from himself, hazel-colored eye lenses.
Her footsteps sounded like a rhythm, the woman with her pedal slammed the door of one of the private rooms in the place.
"Finally we meet" Ivanka said, opening her glasses.
"Iwanka? you!" said the man was surprised.
"Who is he, honey?" said a woman sitting next to a man who was staring at Ivanka without blinking.
"Take your women away, because we have unfinished business!" ivanka said firmly.
"Who are you? how dare you throw me out!" said the woman with the cry.
"You don't want to know who I am, which is why I told you to leave. Because I have business with this demon!" ivanka was full of emphasis.
"Go, wait for me outside." said the man.
"But.." the woman refused.
Anxious Ivanka immediately patted both her hands. And in an instant appeared two large bodies into the room.
"Bring her out" Ivanka gave the order. The two men soundlessly dragged the woman out of the room. Even though the woman with all her might rebelled.
"Deliver! Ethan, help me!" exclaim the woman. His voice is getting away.
Ivanka dropped herself on the couch, looking at the man beside her with a deadly look.
"How dare you trick me!" Ivanka grabbed Ethan by the collar.
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