The Fake Couple
I can't know what the fuck?

Kinanti got out of the taxi, looked at the apartment lobby in front of her and then instead looked at her ring finger, which was now empty of her engagement ring with Daffin. There was a sense of lightness as well as weight that was now playing around in his heart. Idiotically. It could be that he took off a handsome, fun, and well-established man. Isn't that man at least not playing with his feelings like Ikram?

Daffin had even explicitly explained it from the beginning.

"Don't overthink about our relationship, Kinan. Just have fun with me. At first, we pretended to love each other. Maybe someday we can fall in love."

Then the words of Nadia again.

"Are you sure he loves you? I'm telling you, he loves Amber very much. You, Kinan? it'll just end up like me and the other girls, who are just the objects of distraction from Amber. Be prepared, you will be kicked out if he is bored. You better run!"

Uh. Why was it that suddenly tucked away in Kinanti's heart when she heard it? What exactly is he afraid of? Isn't it good to be in a relationship with Daffin without having to be cheeked in love? Without love. There will be no risk of heartbreak.

Eventually Kinanti solidified her steps towards the Daffin apartment unit. Sighing on his suddenly nervous breath. Then I pushed the bell. Soon a door was opened from inside.

"Hello, Kinan? Come in's. Come inside." It was Nadia who welcomed him instead of Daffin.

Kinanti froze to see Nadia's whereabouts this early in Daffin's apartment.

"Daffin's taking a shower, just wait inside. We have breakfast together, yuk? Just go to his office, you can be with me." Nadia turned friendly very different from the female figure who yesterday seemed to want to pounce and tear her apart. Was the woman mocking Kinanti because Daffin had returned to her arms so quickly?

Kinanti forced a line of smiles.

"Thank you, but I just want to drop this. Please tell Daffin." Kinanti held out a mini paper bag containing her engagement ring. After Nadia received it, Kinanti paused and rushed towards the elevator.

Nadia called out to Kinanti trying to hold her back so as not to leave first, but the girl seemed to deliberately ignore her call. Nadia closed the door and placed the paper bag on the table. Then prepare breakfast, want to make up for Daffin's anger at him with a variety of good foods that will be difficult to resist. Because only Nadia inherited her mother's talent to cook foods that Daffin liked since childhood.

"Well, are you still here?" scold Daffin who just came out of the bathroom.

Nadia smiled broadly.

"Break breakfast for you."

"I said put it on the table."

"There is something that needs to be heated again to make it delicious. Let you eat" said Nadia while arranging the table.

"Yes," he suddenly remembered something.

"So Kinanti came here. He tipped it for you" he said, pointing a paper bag at the table.

"I told him to come in, tap..."

Daffin galloped towards the door before Nadia finished her speech.

Nadia was stunned then she was curious and opened the contents of the paper bag.

"Oh!" The woman covered her wide open mouth. He now realized he had made a fatal mistake, he was in the wrong place and time!

Nadia immediately called Kinanti. But the girl didn't pick up her phone either.

Nadia called again and again. But nil.

Nadia called her secretary.

"Tell people who are already in the office now, if anyone sees Kinanti there, have Kinanti call. It matters!" his words were immediately confirmed by the secretary.

Brak!

Nadia shrieked in shock at the sound of the door slamming loudly. He saw Daffin entering his apartment unit with a breath of breath, while staring fixedly at Nadia in place.

"Did I say, right? Don't take any more of my business! Well. Maybe you think my words are just a bluff. Okay, let me point it straight at you," he hissed with a stern look.

"Hello, Rey?" Daffin called a personal assistant while stabbing Nadia with his gaze making the woman flicker with fear.

"Pull all our investment funds from PT XXX. And from this moment on, there are no more free facilities for them. Especially rent a building, if they don't pay to move."

Suddenly Nadia's body sagged to the floor.

"Daffin, you the same? Remember, I'm You's babysitter since baby, the person you care about the most is like your own mother."

Daffin was just stunned to hear Nadia who was cribbing to him.

"Huh! Style very you, wear I, You, I, You everything all this time. Born in a shaman born from a village in the countryside mostly hu style, British pretender! Ordinary side dish jengkol since piyik, nganya out there can only eat steak. Very arrogant! Nyesel I once macarin a tacky chick like you."

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"Excuse me, Om. Can I talk to you for a second?"

Dion raised his face that had been staring at the laptop. The man smiled and nodded.

"What's up, Kinan? Tumben you don't work? A leave?" reprimand Dion after Kinanti sat in front of him.

"I've resigned, Om."

"Resign up? Is there a problem? Didn't you say you were comfortable with your work environment there?

Kinanti smiled wryly. Everything was fine and fun before he got involved in personal affairs with the CEO.

"Now it's no longer, Om."

Dion nodded slowly.

"Every job always has its own challenges, Kinan. Don't run away from conflict, as much as you can finish it instead of resign."

"My problem has nothing to do with work. Quitting is how I resolve conflicts anyway."

"Then? Related to what? Because men?"

Seeing Kinanti speechless, Dion immediately chuckled.

"Ah, about romance? Engaging in a love relationship with an office friend can sometimes be a blessing."

Dion's guess wasn't entirely correct but Kinanti didn't want to correct it.

"What can you help me with, Kinan?" dion said later.

"I'm out of money, Om. I need a fee for the job application process. I don't have any savings, because..." Kinanti said about the money that was always running out to pay the debt to his own Tantenya with sky-high interest.

"It is incumbent upon Om to help you, Kinan. Do not hesitate to say the same Om if you need help. So, how much do you need? No need to borrow everything. Oh sincere love for you. Om transfer. But don't let your aunt know, let's not be crowded"

Kinanti plong is not a cockerel. But suddenly Dion's office door leaves open with a loud push from the outside.

BRACKET!

"I can't know about what?!" pekik Asri while looking at Dion and Kinanti with a ready to tear.