The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl

The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
Sick???


The afternoon came, and the time for all the office employees to prepare to return to their homes. No exception with Naziah himself.


Before returning home, Naziah did not forget to tidy up all his work and desk. Then reach for his phone located on his desk to be filled into his bag. However, a notification message came to his phone. Immediately, Naziah saw the message. Naziah's forehead is slightly linked, when looking at the foreign number listed there. Naziah opened and read the message.


* 085791******


[Assalamu'alaikum, My Future Wife! How are you today?]


After reading the message, Naziah immediately knew who owned the number. However, he would pretend not to know and send a reply message to ask. While typing the reply message, unconsciously the red lips of Naziah ran a sweet smile.


* Naziah


[Wa'alaikum. Who is this?]


* 085791******


[Adrian Rega!!! ]


* Naziah


[Oh... Mr. Rega. Thank God, I have good news. Your own master, how is it?]


A message with Rega. Naziah forgot, if Ifah had been waiting for him since before the door of their room to get out of there and go home. Until suddenly, the voice of Ifah asking a little surprised him.


"Bright... Mba'!!! Not going home?" ask ifah.


Ifah was confused to look at his boss and his friend. The faithful sit in the seat of his greatness and have not yet departed from there. He had been waiting for her at the door ever since.


"Kok instead sit sweet and daydreaming, while smiling himself anyway? Scare me." added Ifah again with a little shudder in horror.


"Eh, it's okay. Hehehe.sorry, make you wait. Come on!" naziah said while grinning the horse, revealing both of his teeth that had shaved.


Then, he immediately got up from his seat and stepped out of their room. Then followed by Ifah who closed the door before actually leaving their workspace.


"Who's got a message from, Mba'?" ask Ifah kepo. When it was right and went hand in hand with Naziah.


Naziah did not answer Ifah's question. A notification came back to his phone.


* 085791******


[I'm sick.]


After reading the message, Naziah immediately stopped his steps and immediately replied to the message.


As for Ifah who was beside him, he simply ignored her. Making his friend back confused and grunted annoyed by it.


"What the hell is Mba'?" ask Ifah again and a little peek into Naziah's phone.


"Mr Rega, sick, 'Fah" Naziah replied in a worried tone.


"Mr Rega. What's he sick, Mba'?" ask Ifah to worry. "Isn't he still in Japan?!" connect Ifah.


Naziah sniffed his shoulder for a second. And his hands were busy typing on his phone.


* Naziah


[How can you get sick, sir? What, sir sick? And... are you still in Japan, right now?]


* 085791******


[Yes, I'm sick. And still in Japan.]


[Last day, I couldn't eat because I missed you. And this morning, I still couldn't eat because I kept thinking about you. Finally this afternoon, I'm starving because of you, My Future.]


* Naziah


[ ๐Ÿคจ ๐Ÿ˜ค what the hell, gaje!!]


After typing a reply message for Rega. Naziah resumed his steps which had stopped for a moment. With a look of face turned upset by himself.


Ifah who saw that, increasingly confused with the attitude of Naziah. He tried to catch up with Naziah who came back before him. And intentionally left it.


"Eh.eh..eh... wait for Mba'! Mba' Naziah hasn't answered my question. Mr Rega is sick what Mba'?" ifah said while running and demanded an answer to his question.


"He's not sick. Only his brain seemed to be hurting. Just get pissed!!!" replied Naziah as long as she vented her frustration.


"What do you mean?" ask Ifah again confused seven circumference.


Because I was lazy to explain to Ifah. Naziah handed the phone to Ifah, directly.


"Now..read it yourself!" naziah said as he handed over his phone.


And Ifah also read chat messages from Rega for Naziah. Both the new one and the one that Naziah had read earlier.


Until immediately, the face of Ifah was initially confused. Instantly changed and giggled giggling while covering his own mouth with one hand. While the other hand is still faithfully holding and scrolling the screen of Naziah's phone in his hand. To continue reading the messages from his Big Boss aimed at Naziah.


* 085791******


[I miss you so much, My Future Wife.].


[ ๐Ÿ˜  Want it to feel like I hit Devan's head. Because it keeps me so far away from you for such a long time. Ahufh!!! ]


[Really!!! I've missed you so much, Zi'. ]


After the last message comes in and reads it. Ifah returned the phone to Naziah.


"Now, Mba'!" ifah. "Looks, he's deeply in love with you Mba'. Oh yes, what about his proposal yesterday. Has Mba thought about it? It's the last day of the time he gave you 'right, Mba'?!" connect Ifah.


"Hem." replied Naziah lazily.


Then start entering the elevator that has opened its doors. And Ifah continued to follow in his footsteps.


"Well...how, has Mba' given her? Keep going, Mba's answer what?" said ask Ifah railed Naziah.


"Ifa...!!! You're so damn cool!" naziah sewot.


"Hehehe... Let alone! I want to know Mba'. I'm 'his close friend Mba' Naziah." replied Ifah grimacingly and trying to seduce.


"I don't need to tell you right now, 'Fah. Later you will know for yourself." replied Naziah cuek.


"Your...! This Mba', so stingy!" gerutu Ifah. His lips resemble the mouth of a duck.


Naziah doesn't care. Arriving on the basement floor, Naziah immediately rode his motorcycle while wearing a helmet on his head. And wait for Ifah who was still walking slowly behind him. Although the distance between the company and Mess they were only limited by a high wall. However, Naziah wanted to always quickly get to his Mess to get some rest. Therefore, he still rides his bike even though it is close.


Naziah will piggyback Ifah and drive him first to Ifah's Mess. Then he headed for his own Mess.


*****


It only took five minutes, Naziah had arrived at his Mess. He had parked his favorite motorbike on the front porch. And began to open the door that was locked, when left to go to work.


Arriving at the room, Naziah immediately sat on his bed. And reached into the cell phone he had put in his tote bag. He wanted to know, what were the contents of the chat message from his Big Boss. Until the phone, since then it still continues to sound. Sign some new messages coming in.


* 085791******


[Didn't you miss me, Hem...? ]


[*Oh yes, how are you with my application yesterday? Are you ready to give me your answer?]


[Why not answer my message? Are you angry?]


[Oh my! You must be on your way home to your Mess huh?!]


[Be careful on the road. His heart don't walk. Remember!!! There is another heart. ๐Ÿค—*]


* Naziah


[ ๐Ÿ™„ Hem!!! Is that where I am, right...? Why should I miss?]


* 085791******


[ ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜  Beware of you huh?!!! Tomorrow morning, I'll be in Indonesia. And I'll take you straight to KUA. Get ready!!]


* Naziah


[ ๐Ÿ˜› ]


Seriate....