THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
1. Debaran Nawang's

Nawang tapped on the table in front of him with a ballpoint that had not yet performed the task properly, becoming a stationery.

He tried desperately to calm his heart that was pounding not because since this morning.

Precisely since Sasi told him that Nawang will join a small team that will meet with their new company client later in the day.

It was not his meeting that made him palpitate like this.

But the person he was going to meet that put him in a high-level deg-degan atmosphere.

Earlier, when Sasi told him that he would be included in a small team, Nawang was still indifferent even though he was not so fond of the task of meeting clients.

And when Sasi explained that their prospective client is a top-class property entrepreneur in this country, Nawang still did not care.

After all, according to his memory, he was always brought in a small team when the company had to meet new clients.

I don't know what it means friends in his small team, but they say, the aura of Nawang is able to burn the spirit and grow the team guts that sometimes jiper when it comes to meeting clients who already have big names.

His attorneys were only one hundred percent deprived when Sasi mentioned that the prospective client they would meet later in the day was Richardo Pambudi.

Nawang was already starting to feel bad when he heard that name.

The name was exactly the same as the name of his first girlfriend on the SMU bench first.

But is he really?

Is he a businessman now?

So what was the dream of becoming a doctor?

"This is the name of Mr. Richard, Ma'am" said Sasi while thrusting his phone into Nawang's face, showing a photo of a handsome and dignified man who was very recognized by his faint smile by Nawang.

Yeah, correct. He's the guy who had Eric's nickname at his old school.

"I really should come?" tanya Nawang.

"Yes that. Mr. Deni asked you to come." replied Sasi steady.

For the girl, the presence of Nawang in a meeting with a client or wherever it is, will bring her own peace of mind.

The cold eyes and crashing from behind the minus glasses belonging to Nawang felt like a shield for him from the mischievous gaze of the eyes of the wild men on his sexy body.

Nawang would definitely stare fiercely at the man who was clearly caught staring disrespectfully at Sasi.

If his gaze was unable to dispel the mischievous gazes of the men, Nawang would in his sadistic voice rebuke firmly at the men.

"Makeup, young, established. Oh Lord, how perfect your creation is!" sasi exclaimed hysterically while staring at Richard's photo on his phone.

"Cameyyyy!" exclamation Nawang sebel with kealayan Sasi.

Yes, although it's true everything Sasi said about Richard.

"It's a fact, not a fact! Look closely dong!" said Sasi pura-pura sewot while again thrusting his cellphone that still displays Richard's photo to Nawang who chose to follow Sasi's desire to observe more details of Richard's face.

"Yes too, hehe.." said Nawang who made a smile Sasi.

"Don't have a crush! Remember, there are husbands and children at home!" threaten Sasi, make Nawang advance his lower lip.

"Have a crush, can't you?" goda Nawang while putting on a clear face.

"No-bo-leh!" answer Sasi firmly.

"Yes, for you" said Nawang to give in.

"Kiss!" sasi said happily while thrusting both thumbs into front of Nawang's face which automatically rewinds his face to avoid getting hit by a disrespectful thumb.

"But!" ridiculed Nawang while laughing amusedly with the excitement of Sasi just now.

"Why?" sasi asked unhappy.

"Sir Richard is different caste with us. Conscious!" said Nawang while smiling bitterly.

"Whose fool knows, right? Let alone different castes, different nature can only if God wills." said Sasi still insistent.

"Astagfirullahaladzim.." said Nawang shocked.

"Why?"

"Do you want to marry in nature?!" ask Nawang. " It's horrified your ideals, Si.." said Nawang staring concernedly at Sasi.

"I want the same Mas this." said Sasi while giggling amused himself.

"Whatever! As much as you!" nawang said as he left his desk.

"Where are you going woy?" tanya Sasi is not willing to be abandoned by Nawang while flowering so.

"You go to the toilet. Wanna come?" ledek Nawang who was greeted by Sasi's scowl.

"This is your palace, how is Ma'am?" sasi asked confusedly.

"Wait!" nawang answered, half screaming.

"Yes!" sasi replied as she sat back in the chair opposite the Nawang table.

The girl sat quietly and smilingly staring at the painting of a Javanese dancer hanging on the wall, behind Nawang's seat.

He circulated for a moment his gaze to the entire room measuring 4x5 meters which was only inhabited by Nawang and became the central logistics office, where Nawang was the head.

3 two-meter-high iron shelves filled the entire wall left in the room.

One side of the shelf contained a stack of stock books - the form that the company used.

One more shelf contains furniture accessories that tens or even hundreds of types, which only Nawang and purchase people who memorize one-on-one names.

One more shelf contains a variety of sandpaper, various glue, and other production support equipment such as stock masks and gloves.

All neatly arranged in place, according to the name listed in the boxes that have been on the shelf.

Sasi rushed to pick up the phone call that entered his cellphone which was not separated from his grasp.

From Mr. Deni who is looking for his whereabouts.

"I'm in logistics, telling Nawang about our meeting later that afternoon with Mr. Richard." Sasi said to his interlocutor.

"We leave before lunch. We will move outside, near the project Mr. Richard, rather than later we are late" Deni said across the phone.

"What time are we leaving?" ask Sasi.

"Eleven o'clock we leave." replied Deni before closing the phone.

"We leave at eleven, Ma'am" said Sasi as soon as Nawang entered his room again.

"Said it was a break. Labil is so a person." Nawang's nagging that he addressed Mr. Deni.

Who else would be the person who likes to change time if not the one.

"It's not good, Mr. Deni, use protest." said Sasi while standing up to return to the front office, to carry out his task which could be completed in about an hour, before he had a meeting with Mr. Richard.

"You will change your pants, do not wear a kayak skirt" said Nawang before Sasi reached the door of his room.

"Why?" sasi asked while staring at the beautiful skirt on her knees.

"We'll go to the project environment. There it's all men. If you want to be their sight, don't change it. I pray that there the wind is tight, so that your skirt can fly and your daleman looks out" said Nawang while staring at Sasi sharply.

"Iyaaaaa.later I change my pants, you'll be a pussy" Sasi said with a laugh and passed.

Nawang only reviewed a thin smile with Sasi's speech.

Sasi was always pleased with Nawang's attention like that.

For Sasi, Nawang's fierceness was a form of attention to him.

And only Nawang who always bring with his appearance that sometimes does show the sexiness of his body.

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