
The three of us sat facing each other in a restaurant not far from the park.
I sat not far from Sandy's mas, while Rahma was still looking at us both with curiosity.
I stroked my forehead which had just been plastered with a wound by Sandy.
"Why? you dizzy?"sandy looked at me worriedly.
"Not really!" My elak doesn't feel good for Rahma.
"So, you two are dating? since when? where do you know each other? I'm sorry sir if I'm presumptuous.I asked this, 'cause Eyebrow is my best friend!" jest.
I looked at Rahma, not here the problem is her, but maybe she was more focused on our relationship.
Sandy and I threw confused views at each other and we didn't even have an idea to answer them.
"Yes, as you see now!" tap Sandy while embracing my waist.
I turned away Karna's face embarrassed by her innocent behavior.Sandy should have said it if we were both just employers and subordinates.
"Seriously Lis?!" Rahma looked at me questioningly, as did Sandy who seemed to threaten me if I didn't acknowledge our relationship.
Under the pressure of these two people, I finally can not avoid, after all lying will even add new problems again.
"Hm," I nodded.
"But I beg of you, don't tell anyone about this. It's both of us's secrets!" I looked at Rahma expectantly.
Rahma throws a glance at Sandy.
"Why? why can't anyone else know that you're dating? mr Sandy threatened my friend? or maybe you're just going out on a contract? too far!" hiss Rahma considers Sandy as the mastermind behind all the accusations.
"You think my face looks that bad?'' tanyanya.
"No, sir," Rahma grinned shyly at Sandy's tough attitude that didn't like such accusations.
I can only scratch my head Confused.
"So, who exactly was that old man? how dare he push you. He thinks he can run away from me!" hiss growled.
Rahma bowed in shame.of course she felt bad for both of us, especially me. because of the behavior of her stepfather.
"He's my Papa sir!" akuny.
Sandy stared in disbelief at Rahma's reply.
"What did you say? Papa you?!" Sandy looked at me.
"Yes mas. The man was named Mr. Anwar. he was Rahma's stepfather. actually Rahma had often gotten rough treatment from him. It's just that Rahma did not get to the heart if he had to report it to the police." I explained.
"You women do play too much. Even for such rude things, you still have a sense of unbearability!" he seemed to regret Rahma's attitude.
"Mas," I elbowed Sandy's arm. His words sounded outrageous to Rahma who indeed could not do much with her condition now.
"Then what now? Are you going back home?!" ask Sandy.
"All of Rahma's savings were taken. she also had to pay for her rent this month, but I thought, if she came home. I'm afraid her father would come back!" I looked at Rahma worriedly.
The girl just fell silent as if she was dead-end with her problem.
Sandy seemed to think for a long time.
"You stay in mes office for a while! tell my security guard who told me to!" jest.
I was shocked to hear Sandy's reply, unthinkable to me about it. It turns out that Sandy is very good at making decisions.
"Yes, you're safe there! after all, your step-father won't know where you live? didn't they?" I looked confidently at Rahma.
"But sir,-" Rahma looked at him doubtfully.
"On your money lost. let me change. take it easy, I will not love you money for free. You can work in mes help OB there. I'll cut your salary every month!" clearly again.
We both got a breath of fresh air after hearing Sandy's explanation.
"Thank you so much sir for your attention!" Rahma smiled with relief at the help Sandy gave her.
"Excuse me, here's the order, sir!" a waiter brought us a lunch menu.
"Now you don't have to think about anything else.You have to eat a lot! let it not hurt!" I thrust some food menu to him which was immediately greeted enthusiastically by Rahma.
We both smiled happily looking at the girl. Today I was really amazed by the thoughtful attitude shown by Sandy. Now I don't have to worry anymore about the problems that will come. because I'm sure, as long as there is a Sandy mas.he is able to solve everything well.
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"Why are you smiling like tea?" sandy looked at me in wonder.
Ever since I was in the car, I have been staring at him incessantly with admiration. This kind of man still exists in the real world, and I'm lucky to be by his side now.
"I was so impressed by Sandy's attitude!" tukasku honest.
"What attitude? which one?" mas Sandy knitted her eyebrows together unsure.
"I'm really lucky!"
THE CUP!
I kissed her cheek as fast as lightning. Mas Sandy looked surprised and could only be silent with my sudden attitude.
"Can it be in Replay ?" his god while approaching seemed dissatisfied with just one kiss.
"That's a bonus!" reject me while pushing his face away.
"Don't act up like an ice cream, please!" sandy pinched my nose and made both my cheeks burn.
I turned my face away for a moment. I really couldn't help myself if Sandy was constantly teasing me like just now.
Our car drove towards my house, at a crossroads a red light flashed. Our car stopped waiting for another vehicle to pass by, and either coincidentally or not, as I turned to my left, someone I knew suddenly opened the windshield of his car and casually smiled at me.
"Sir Ivan," I was shocked.
I turned my face away because I was shocked.
"I thought, you don't work 'cause you went to your son's school? you went on a date?" insinuations.
The satirical sentence he made clear to me. He would have heard from Aisyah if I hadn't entered today for attending Andi's meeting. I didn't expect to meet him like this either.
Sandy leaned her head and looked to the left side.
"What does that mean?" his murmurs don't understand.
I bite my lips confused. What if Sandy finally finds out that I actually work in Ivan's store.
"Hi san," Mr. Ivan waved his hand casually to greet Sandy.
"Can today be canceled? what's all this woman's cause?" god smiled lightly.
"So what you say! don't let what you're talking about hurt you!" tukas mas Sandy with leisure.
I don't know what exactly happened to these two people, they always throw insinuations that I don't understand.
"It looks like you don't know anything about Eyebrow.san," he booed.
I glared sharply at Mr. Ivan, his attitude was very childish.
Mr. Ivan's car was speeding up when the red light had dimmed.I turned to Sandy mas who was still glued in place. I'm sure he was affected by what he said just now.
THE BIMPP!
The sound of the horn from behind resuscitated his daydream.
At once Mas Sandy stepped on the gas pedal immediately without saying a word.
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