The Struggle of Love Arsyad

The Struggle of Love Arsyad
Chapters. 15


Priska walks with her lips pinched as she will deliver Arsyad's order a third time as long as Arsyad comes to work.


"What my father and mother said is absolutely right, but if the days come it would be the same as disturbing my concentration of work," priska swore her lips while making drinks and food ordered by Arsyad.


"Sorry sir, this may be your last order because we will close our home hours" Priska added, arranging one by one glasses and disposable plates in front of him Arsyad Shafiyyur Rahamny Jordan.


Arsyad who was playing his phone immediately turned his attention from the video he managed to take through the activities carried out by Priska that night.


"Ohh sorry if it's like that because, I just came here so don't know, I think this is notya store twenty-four hours," arsyad replied that he felt completely innocent because it seemed to buy time for the return of the three angkringan owners.


"Tomorrow if you come again, please use the clock Sir so be aware of the time that our shop is open from five in the afternoon to twelve in the evening, while now it is past one," priska's sarcophagus.


"Good Ma'am pretty, thanks a lot for the input then," he looked Arsyad then stood with a plate of food and drink with a smile of his sweetest towards Priska.


What was done by Arsyad was able to make Priska's heartbeat suddenly beat fast his face flushed red so shy to see a smile that the man rarely showed in the company area.


Priska reflex is holding her chest, "what happened to me? Why just look at Mr. Arsyad's smile like this, I was so happy as if that smile had been long since I missed while with Mas Hafid Fuad at all I had never pounded so much as now when we were getting married next year," bathin's Priska whose eyes keep on Arsyad who walk towards his sports car.


"Hey sir, if the young man comes tomorrow again, this is a windfall for us because, as if the magnet of his arrival attracts most women buyers, is not really what I say sir?" Said Bu Haja Medah.


"What you really said Mas, we just pray that he will come back tomorrow," said Pak Haji Mudin.


What the couple said made Priska feel nano, nano, because there is another side in his heart that wants his boss' prayer answered while his logic says he feels annoyed because he continues to be noticed by the man so that his work and activities are disrupted.


The next day, Vero reported that he was on the island of S was observing and investigating directly about Priska. Although the evidence he got was one hundred percent accurate that Priska was Pratiwi Andien who had a fatal accident while sailing on the beach.


Vero Ardian Mohede did just that, because I know that Priska is getting married in the near future. The strong reason is the basis of Vero's departure to the island of S.


Before his departure, Vero took the time to stop by his house Arsyad to bring some important files of his search results that two days. The bell rang the door of his house Arsyad rang repeatedly.


Ting tong's…


"In the morning who the hell came to see you? The servants also went where why no one opened the door so noisy edges!" Arsyla was the one who finished her breakfast that morning.


Arsyla was very upset because she was eating but, because there were guests who came so that her activities were disturbed.


Arsyla turned her door knob with all her might while her mouth was still kamit so irritated, "Why is it that people don't stop pressing the bell, what needs to be dutiful," his speech came to a halt when he saw an unknown man standing tall in front of him.


"Assalamualaikum sorry to disturb the comfort of Mbak," he said Vero.


Arsyla is misbehaved because, suddenly silent for a moment to look and look at the face of the man who is quite handsome that is able to make Arsyla's heart adem from her emotions.


"Waalaikum greetings sir, I'm sorry can I help you?" Ask with great hospitality.


What Arsyla experienced was not much different from what happened to Vero. He was stunned and fascinated to see the look on his face Arsyla Ardila Daud Jordan.


Arsyla wiggled her palm before Vero," I'm sorry sir who are you looking for?" Ask Arsyla again.


"I'm sorry, this is Mr. Arsyad's property, please give it to him just tell me this is very important from my Vero Ardian Mohede," obviously Vero who was embarrassed because he was caught daydreaming thinking about the look of the girl's face that made him radiant at first sight.


Arsyla grabs some of the maps with her sweetest smile," ready sir I will convey to Brother Arsyad his trust, but sorry Mr. Abang has gone to work just maybe about fifteen minutes ago," she said Arsyla who was smiling sweetly as well.


"There are still many Mbak, if that's what I say first hopefully next time we can meet again," said Vero then walked quickly left Arsyla confused with his last words Vero.


Arsyla immediately closed her door and leaned against it with her heart pumping so fast.


"What happened to my heart? Why would I feel wrong and groggy if Mr. Vero was looking at me?"


While Vero hurriedly drove his car because, unable to see the sweet face of Arsyla that makes him happy.


Vero held onto his chest, "what this is called being in love at first sight, I'm married to Vina but, this feeling I've never felt at all." Vero turned his head to the steering wheel of his car.


Arsyla quietly opened the curtain of the window of her house and then wildly searched for Vero's whereabouts.


"She's gone apparently, may we still be reunited at a wonderful time and place" she muttered Arsyla with her beautiful smile that brimmed like the rose petals that burst open in the morning.


What happened to Arsyla was secretly noticed by Mrs Sania Marwah.


"There are those who have fallen in love apparently, but if not wrong the man was his best friend Arsyad when he was in the United States, may you soon find your best mate son the man who really loves you as sincerely as his heart is enough Mama who suffers from love that claps one hand,"


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