TIME (For A Taste )
CHAPTRE 180

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“I said stay away from me, or I shouted as loud as possible so that many people came here and beat you all out because I would say that you have abused me!”

Malia who had managed to escape from Irsyad and get out of the man's car, then raised a threatening sentence on Irsyad with a nagging look.

“Lia, horrified me first-“

“I ain't messing with my words!” threaten Malia's. “I think there are a lot of motorcycle taxi drivers there who can hear my screams. Want to try?!”

Malia increasingly looked more serious threatening Irsyad who then seemed affected by Malia's threat, until Irsyad was a little confused.

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MALIA

“I'm sorry for what I did to you, Lia.”

The man who has made me sick now said after he was a little wobbly after I threatened to scream.

“Go to hell! (Go to hell!)” I replied to Irsyad, fixedly staring at Irsyad from where I was standing at a distance from her.

“Lia –“

“Stay in your place!” Once again I confirmed to Irsyad with a face that showed my wrath to her.“Scram! And never again dare to appear before me!”

“But Lia, how did you get home?..”

Irsyad said softly, but I really didn't care.

I turned quickly from before Irsyad, and set my foot on the big road.

“Lia, please –“

“I said Get away!”

I paused for a moment when I heard Irsyad's voice approaching.

“Or I'll scream and report Brother to the Police for harassing me!”

And I'm not messing with my words. Yeah, I'll do it, if Irsyad chills after me. Fortunately, when I was in Irsyad's car I kept my briefcase, and did not take out my phone.

If Irsyad stays reckless I'll call my parents soon, because Rei I don't think I can call.

Not directly contact the police, because my brain is blank to remember the complaint number on the instantsi.

The one in my brain was my parents, who would have quickly helped me.

At least, papa has an acquaintance in my police-knowledge.

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I turned away after making my final threat to Irsyad just now.

I set my foot fast and wide until I got to a big, bright road and quite crowded with traffic.

I do not want to look back again without wanting to care about anything more about Irsyad who seemed to be affected by my threat that brought – take the name of the police and scream call the masses.

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Malia had walked away from the frozen Irsyad where the man was standing, after Malia had threatened him with a very serious – really, besides Malia who was staring madly at him.

“If he keeps chasing me, I will ask for help with those people,” muttered Malia whose legs have reached the side of a big road that is quite crowded with passing vehicles.

But Malia breathed a sigh of relief, as it turned out that Irsyad was not following her. Then Malia wiped away the trace of tears on her cheek from her anger and resentment towards Irsyad, following the sense that Malia felt in her heart over Irsyad's brazen treatment of so defiantly kissing her lips.

Malia opened her purse which she was grateful to have always held tightly in Irsyad's car, even as Irsyad kissed her lips forcefully and tended to be rough. Then take a pack of wet wipes that Malia always carries in her bag.

“Abritish! ..”

Malia muttered furiously while rubbing her lips rough with a piece of wet tissue that she had removed from the packaging.

And unceasingly – hentinya also Malia growling and cursing Irsyad in his murmur.

Malia occasionally glances behind her, because a little bit – Malia is still a bit paranoid on Irsyad today.

Malia took another piece of wet tissue and again rubbed her lips rough as if the lips were very dirty, and also took one sheet of wet tissue back and rubbed the entire part of her face – even her hands.

Malia sighed in relief, when on the roadside after she escaped from Irsyad – there were still some people there who seemed to be waiting for something.

Either wait for the person who picks them up, or maybe wait for an empty taxi to pass by.

So Malia blew herself up near the – guy, albeit a distance away. But before long Malia moved from where she stood to wait for an empty taxi like some of the people, which looked like an office person.

Malia inching, because again – again paranoid on Irsyad. ‘Later to know – know he stopped in front of me and my maksa followed him, continue to either use what alibi for my maksa!.’

Malia Monologue in her heart.

‘Engga! Engga! ... I can't be here long – long!’

So Malia moved her legs to get away from where she is now.

‘Duh, but the apartment is quite a walk from here ..’ Inner Malia.

Maybe he was lucky to meet an empty taxi and want to transport it. But unfortunately not the empty taxi that Malia saw where the vehicle needed Malia now, but a car that Malia had been riding.

‘Sial!’

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A few hours later...

Counted already tomorrow, although the morning is still a bit far from the bright sun.

There is a face decorated with a big smile, namely the face of Reiji who has set foot back to the earth of Indonesia.

At an airport that is not a little far from Jakarta, but it is not difficult to get to Jakarta from the airport.

Murat was tired of looking at Reiji's face - but Reiji seemed happy too, as he was impatient to meet Malia.

‘Kalo I call now, later disturb his sleep Ayang Beb? .. Kasian also if I call and Lia wake up and do not sleep again because I wait to come to the apartment, while he still has to work today?.’

The monologue Reiji in his heart.

‘Ga I need a phone call. Mending me directly to the apartment ..’

Reiji reinserted the phone he had taken out of his navy bag, without turning on it.

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REIJI

While on my way to the apartment using the facilities given by my Big Boss as their Private Pilot, where I get the shuttle facilities that wah once – is a luxury car that is provided as a means to shuttle their private pilots after serving directly to the family of my Big Boss.

So remember what Lia said about them, which is my Big Boss and his family how to find money until it can be so incredibly rich like this? ..

Even Crazy Rich ‘ter’ in this country I think is still far inferior to the wealth of my Big Boss and his family who are not exposed in this country. Almost every member of his family owns a private jet.

And there are five private pilots they have.

If calculated equally with my income multiplied by five, every month they spend the equivalent money to buy a house that is not hundreds of millions more in price.

Even the family home where I stayed, I think as large as GBK – which even the floor just so heart – my heart pijaki, so too shining it is a floor that I don't know what ceramics can sparkling – sparkling kinclongnya so late? ..

That house if sold I think can buy one island in Indonesia, so far too spacious and luxurious, magnificent. Losing like the Presidential Palace is also the same as the house of my Big Boss family in London.

Which doesn't feel right when he says a house.

Make curious ..

What cake is it they work on? ..

Yesterday Londoners knew ‘ngepet’? ..

If so, how many years could it be that rich? ..

Maybe in London it's not a pig that's spanking, but a bear, so it's got more.

The cape effect, so it skips like this.

But obviously I miss Lia and can't wait to meet and hug her.

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I'm like a thief who sneaks into my apartment unit and Lia.

Where my main destination right now is my bedroom and Lia, where my ‘target’ for me to hug is tightly inside there.

Although I was a little surprised, because the living room lights were left dark by Lia.

You see, Lia likes to prank her people when alone in the apartment when I'm away from her.

And often the front lights will be lit with bright, even kitchen lights and multipurpose rooms are also lit by Lia.

Including me pausing in front of the door of my room and Lia, because a little back to feel surprised there is no lighting in there.

Again, Lia it will defend – belain sleep with lights on if he is alone.

Unless Lia is right – really sleepy, then the prank will not he think.

And I think, Lia was quite tired today, until she turned off the room lights because she immediately jumped into a dream without doing any browsing on her phone before going to bed.

Hence the taste of his ‘iseng’ for being alone it was not Lia think about.

So I thought, I think I'll undo my intention to surprise her with my embrace of Lia, until she wakes up.

I'm more careful – hearts again open the door of my room and the dark Lia at this time.

But I was astonished when I opened the door to the room - which was dark, but at least I could still see the condition of my private room and Lia in our apartment.

“Yang?.” I called Lia, who I did not see above our bed.

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