THE LOVE STORY OF NARA
CHAPTER 38 - From Me

Arka breathed out her breath many times. He gripped the steering wheel of his car, trying to calm his feelings that were still very upset.

How not to be upset, Nara rejected her good intentions. The woman refused his offer to take her home. Nara refused it.

The man was just a step to start pdkt, already rejected during registration.

"Sorry, Sir. I'm coming home on the ojek."

A simple answer from Nara, but so hurt her feelings.

'Maybe... He is selling expensive. Aye, right!'

Arka came back with her positive thoughts.

The true nature of the woman tell me that. Want to be pursued and fought. Maybe Nara is that type. That should see the sincerity of a man.

The man grabbed his phone and accessed the employee data. Soon the man smiled happily.

Nara gets home. He immediately went to the room and cleaned himself up.

For about 30 minutes, the woman had finished her bath. He also laid his body on his soft bed.

Slowly Nara's eyes began to close. The woman had already flown into dreamland.

"Sister Nara!!!" Said Gio suddenly entering his room.

"Geez!!!" Just starting to fall asleep, Gio's voice woke him up.

Nara held onto her chest that was pounding erratically. Waking up suddenly like that is not very good. His heart beats like a man in sport.

"What the hell is Gio? Just interrupt sleep!" Nara was very upset. Gio was already disturbing his sleep.

"Sir Nara..." Gio brought a bouquet of flowers.

Nara saw the bouquet. "Well done! Who are you giving it to?"

Gio woke her up, only to ask about the flower.

"Who are you from?" Gio asked Nara.

Nara looked at Gio with a strange expression mixed in confusion.

"In the message it is written.. To Nara, from me. What does it mean, brother?" Gio showed the message in the flower.

Nara's eyes read the message. This means flowers were sent for her.

"It doesn't have you?" Ask Nara who is confused.

"No, you were delivered by courier to my sister." Obviously Gio.

"Who did you ask?" Nara sees Gio seriously.

"Ask... Even the courier answered from me." Point Gio at the message. "Sister... This must be from brother gebetan. The owner of that fancy car?" Accuse Gio of being very sure.

'Sir Ark?!'

Nara was confused herself, why did Arka send flowers?

Nara wanted to ask directly. But if it's not from that guy, shame dong!

"Have the flowers. Next week I bring him home. Not backstreet-backstreet. We support if sister Nara wants to get married again. The important thing is he's a good man and he's responsible for what he says." Obviously Gio is long.

Nara could not answer. He is still in confusion.

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That night in a room. Arka leaned against the bed while folding her hands. His eyes focused on the phone screen.

Arka was waiting for a message or phone call from Nara. The woman must have been pleased with the flowers she gave.

Arka gives a pretty big bouquet of roses. The flowers are also very fragrant.

The current Arka shadow, Nara smiled happily and was moved by the gift.

But, said the florist. The delivery was sent and received 4 hours ago. Continues to... Why was there no response from the woman?

Hasn't Nara accepted it yet?

Or maybe Nara doesn't like flowers.

'Did I just call?'

Arka got out of bed. He paced around his room, holding a cell phone.

Honestly, Arka is confused. If you call Nara, what does she say?

"Have you received flowers from me?"

"Do you like the flowers?"

"How flowers..."

The man laid himself back on the bed. Look at the ceiling of the room.

'Why is it so hard to make small talk?!!'

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Nara has arrived at the office. He glanced at the Ark's room. Apparently the man has not arrived.

The sound of footsteps, made Nara turn her gaze to the computer screen.

It must be the sound of his superior footsteps. Nara felt awkward meeting the man.

Close and getting closer. The sound of footsteps was clearly heard.

"Good morning, sir." Sapa Nara politely. Like everyday greetings. He should still greet his boss.

"Morning." Replied Arka who stopped her steps and looked at Nara's face.

Arka was eager to ask what the ship was up to? Does Nara like that flower?

"Nara's... You-"

The sound of other footsteps made Arka not continue his speech.

"Ma-sorry Mr. Arka. I'm late." Say Sam while ngosh-ngoshan.

Sam ran fast to the sound of his footsteps in a hurry.

"No. I just arrived too." Arka doesn't bother him. Sam was only 5 minutes late.

Arka stepped away towards her room. He asked about flowers.

"Nara, look. Your gift tie is a perfect fit." Said Sam showing the tie attached.

"Good, if Sam likes it." Nara was happy, the gift was used by Sam.

Hearing their talk, the Arka that was about to enter the space instantly spun a bow. Sam wears a tie Nara gave him. While himself?

While in the meeting room, Arka sat while folding her hands. He focused on hearing the percentage of employees. But his gaze turned toward Sam.

'Not suitable. Naff!' Cibir Arka in the heart. According to Arka the tie is not suitable for Sam.

Arka was more upset to see Sam who confirmed the tie with a smile.

It seemed like the man was very happy to accept Nara's gift.

'Jealous yes?' Sam cheered in his heart.

From earlier Sam realized the view of Arka who did not like the tie he wore. Surely the man was jealous because his ex-lover gave a tie to another man.

After the meeting ended, Arka immediately walked out of the room. He walks to the elevator, leaving Sam still with the paperwork.

'He didn't give me his first pay reward? He refused to take me home? She's acting like she didn't receive my flowers? What does Nara mean now?'

The arka should clarify everything. He had to ask why and why his secretary.

According to Arka, Nara was playing tug-of-war with him.

The man exited the elevator after reaching the floor. He sighed for a moment and walked gallantly towards Nara's desk.

Arka stepped wide. He saw the woman at his desk.

"Nara!" Call Arka in front of Nara's desk.

"Yes-yes, sir." Nara answered nervously. This man is a ghost. Suddenly he was near.

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Arka was glued for a moment to see his secretary. Nara is so beautiful. The woman scrunched her hair.

Suddenly the thing he wanted to clarify, evaporated already. Arka suddenly forgot.

"You... You're..." Arka could not remember what she wanted to ask.

The charm of this woman, is unsettling.

"Why don't you tie your hair?" Arka condemned the question. Why talk about hair?

Gonna be tied up, stroked, or bop hair.

"Ma-sorry, Sir. Tie my hair to break." Nara showed me her broken hair.

"Oh. Yes, I've continued your work." Arka chose to leave. He didn't ask.

Arka sat himself in the seat of his greatness. He also grabbed his phone.

'What kind of hair does he like?'

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