
Just now Rega was going to talk again. A roar of motorbikes stopped right in front of his house. Directly distract him and do not talk.
"Tuh, Ifah has come. We go first, Mas!" point Naziah at Ifah who is still busy parking his bike.
He moved his feet to approach Ifah. However, before Naziah actually approached Ifah. He first approached Rega. Which position at that time will be passed by Naziah before reaching the position of Ifah now. Which, her husband had been faithful to stand near the open door of his car. Naziah grabbed and shook her husband's hand, reverence. Then, before his feet actually stepped away. Naziah seems to code Rega. By pointing at his phone while saying the word without making a sound. What the code means is look and read the phone. And Rega had to see and read the contents of his message in his phone. After that, Naziah really went from there with a piggy banked by Ifah.
"Turn around, 'Fah. We're leaving right away! That's a helmet for me, isn't it?" Naziah. After his position was near Ifah.
"Oh yes, this." replied Ifah, handing over the helmet that Naziah meant. "OKAY. Ready, Madam!!! Wait a minute, I turn the bike first." continued Ifah while nodding his head quickly. And turn back the direction of Naziah's motor. Which was previously entrusted to him when Naziah returned home, yesterday.
Although a little confused by his wife's intentions. But, Rega nodded his head alone, obediently. He decided to get back in the car. From inside his car, Rega could see his wife who was with his friend. Go first to their office by riding the motor maticnya. While he and Devan ride in the car following behind.
Once the car is completely out of the carport and enters the highway. Rega pulled out his cell phone from the deep pocket that was behind the suit. And intend to read the message that his wife meant earlier.
"So romantic, my wife. Use the secrets of all." said Devan, sneering at Naziah's behavior just now.
"Why you? Iri said Boss! Loves, bekeng...!!!" said Rega. Mimicking the speech style of children today tribe in North Sulawesi, there.
"Eitz! Since getting married, Boss has been different style of speech?! Ckck... I didn't end up thinking yes...! Where's the connection, try it?!!" devan said with a glance at the cynical Rega. And clucked while shaking his head.
"Look... Who told you. If between the style of speech and the married person, it has something to do." replied Rega again, responding to the absurd words of his cousin and his personal assistant. "Ah already. The nyetir is right. I want to see and read the message or what was meant by my wife earlier." continued Rega, began to scroll the incoming message on his phone. And find his wife's contact
"Well, here's the message" said Rega, after finding what he was looking for from his phone. And began to focus on reading the message from Naziah.
*Talk message Naziah
📩 Sorry!!! Who knows if you forgot?! I'll remind you back. If during the wedding reception we have not been held, here. I want Mas to keep this relationship a secret first. Yeah...?!!!🙏🙏🙏😇
📩 Honestly, I am not ready to hear all the responses that will be given fanatical fans from Mas Rega in the office. Don't be Mas or I'll indulge him! Let them know for themselves later. As time goes on, it keeps turning.
📩 Can yes, Mas? Pleases....🙏🥺
📩 Oh yes, do not forget to tell Devan also yes..! Fear, we keep it a secret. Uh, even the Devans are flirting. I'll also say the same ifah, later.
*Fill chat reply Rega
📤 Hem... Okay, Sweetheart. Do it as you want. If that's what you think is best. I just sort it out.
After replying to a chat message from his wife. Rega seemed to be exhaling his breath a little rough through the nose.
And Rega's breath was heard by Devan. So that makes Devan glance at him and refocus on his steering wheel.
"What's up, brother?" devan asked while keeping his focus on driving.
"Your "Mba', he asked Mas and you. To keep this marriage a secret. Until the day the reception is held. The reason is quite reasonable. He was not ready to get a bad response from the employees in the office. Who has been a fanatical fan of mine all this time." replied Rega, straightforwardly, explaining. "Do you, I have such fanatical fans in the office there, Van'? I don't feel it!" continued again.
Rega was a little in disbelief that for three years he led his late father's company. He will have his people or in particular his employees. Which led to such a loss to him. His feelings, he was mediocre. Although he did not deny the good looks he had. Can make the girls will be hypnotized and fall in love with the good looks of it. The level of good looks obtained from the combination of handsome and beautiful late father and late mother of his mother. Enough to make the hearts of girls melt when they see it.
And coupled with his cold attitude. But when speaking in public, Rega was so gentle yet firm. It radiates his charismatic and authoritative. It makes girls more curious and want to have it.
"Hem.... Brother is too naive. If you go to the office, don't say hello! Smiling is rare. Too cute and stupid with the atmosphere and state of the office. That brother Rega knows that, just how the big brother's employees work well. And dedicated to advancing the company. That's why Rega doesn't know, right? During this time, each passed by his brother. They will even continue to perch because of the charm of the good looks of the brother. And sometimes there are people who get irritated by seeing you, brother." explains Devan
"Yes, don't blame me! If they get like that. Blame themselves! Is this world's handsome man just me?! Out there 'there are many too." said Rega did not accept that good looks were a problem for the girls.
"Yes, there are many. But in front of their eyes was only Rega's brother. So for them, it would be redundant if they missed the beautiful thing before their eyes." explained Devan again.
"Au ah...! Confused I was the same thought of the girls. The point is, I belong only to Naziah. Vice versa.
Not felt, the car driven by Devan was. Start entering their office area.
Because it is still on the bike. Naziah who heard there was a notification coming in on his phone, earlier. He decided not to break it first. Later after arriving and already sitting sweet in his work chair. He will open and read the message. He knew it must have been a chat reply from Rega.
After driving for five minutes at a slow speed. Finally, the Naziah motorbike driven by Ifah was. Start entering their office. And directly enter the employee-only parking area.