Titian Love Nadia
Overtime

"Oh yes, one more. Although the first answer Mas Rayan unsatisfactory. Why did Mas Rayan take me on the road? Doesn't Mas Rayan have any friends or girlfriends?" ask Nadia again.

Hearing Nadia's question, Rayan sighed softly. While Prima followed the focus waiting for an answer from him. "Where is there a handsome guy I don't have a boyfriend? I've got a fiancee" he said, showing a platinum ring around his left ring finger. Hearing that Prima lowered her head, looking a tinge of disappointment on her face. The drinks they ordered came.

"Haha, kirain. Is Mas Rayan's fiancee not jealous Mas the same way with the girls?" ask Nadia again. Prima again raised his face waiting for the answer from the young man who was in front of him.

"Where could he be jealous? He just did not like to meet me so now my fiancee prefers to change schools in Bandung. We're engaged because we're set up." Hearing Rayan's words, Nadia almost spurted the iced tea she sipped. Prima's face also returned. "Keep the matter of friends, my classmates are already at work, there are also those who continue S2 abroad. So on this campus yes I no longer have friends" he added.

"Mas Rayan is an eternal student huh?" nadia's great-grandson pitched in ridicule. "So Mas Rayan isn't an eight-semester donk?" sergeant.

"Emang is not the 8th semester, yesterday I showed you the card last year know," said Rayan confirming Nadia's speech.

"Well, it turns out there is still a chance for the two of us to be a candidate for his wife Mas Rayan loh, Prima," Nadia said to the beautiful girl beside him.

"So, where might I like the same ground finisher as you, if the Prima anyway .. quite in the category of kayaknya," recounted Rayan comparing the appearance of the two girls without caring about the feelings of the two.

Nadia pursed her lips. "Mas Rayan is very evil, by the way, the exhaust kayak does not use filters, does not taste good in the ears," he grumbled.

"Eat him a lot, let's fill his cheeks. Not just like the skin that covers the bones of the doang," Rayan sergeant. "Take your ice soon, we're leaving. Put in another night," he ordered.

"Well, the riddle of his ospek command has not been a list of goods, Mas," protested Nadia.

"Mistake yourself from just talking. Open the note!" Rayan blamed it.

Nadia and Prima reached into the book from their bag. "Try reading, Prim!" nadia's Word.

"Number one, wearing a necklace made of black pearls that smells and tastes good" Prima read the notes in her book.

"Are there really pearls that smell good? It can be eaten again" Nadia said.

"Don't be interpreted saklek that, Nadia," Rayan.

"Now we are looking for a round black object that smells nice and delicious to eat, many people like," Prima suggested thinking seriously. Nadia and Rayan also thought.

"SCREE!" nadia and Rayan exclaim compact like a chorus of mars songs.

"Hahaha, how compact you guys are. Maybe you are a match, or at least a sister-in-law," said Nadia laughing at Nadia and Rayan.

'Aamiin," Nadia said in her heart. "So right or not the answer is jengkol?" tanyakanya.

"Emm .. , I think jengkol makes sense. In jengkol that is old, the color of the skin is blackish, continues to smell stinging and also tastes good many like," said Prima strengthen his opinion.

"If it's wrong how?" nadia asked worriedly.

"Every time wrong with nothing, most also punished run around the field or kiss the hands of seniors who are opposite sex," said Rayan.

"Yes, I have listed number one jengkol. Continue, Prim," said Nadia.

Prima also continued to read the commands in the form of puzzles that he recorded. Until they finish translating all the commands into a list of items to buy. They immediately headed to the parking lot. They came out of the gate, Prima motor drove behind Rayan motor in front.

Rayan parked her motorcycle in the parking basement of a mall. Prima is also following him. With Nadia hesitating down from the motor, her face instantly pale, her mind suddenly focused on the contents of her pouch. The money for the ration of one month can run out now if shopping at the mall.

"Why go to the mall anyway?" Nadia appears to protest to Rayan.

Rayan showed her smile as sweet as possible. "Let's relax later I pay, as long as you don't stay away from me" he said as he answered Nadia's concerns.

They left the parking basement and headed to the mall, where they first headed for a book gallery. Rayan goes straight to the bookshelf, while Nadia and Prima head to the ATK display rack and trinkets. After getting what they need in the book gallery, they then head to the vegetable sales section to look for raw jengkol and his friends.

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Meanwhile, Rasya who has not started a schedule to fill lectures on campus, during the day he helped work at the company Baskoro Groups, a company founded by Mr. Baskoro, his father Rasya and Rayan.

Towards the time of Maghrib prayer, Rasya has a little free time before performing the maghrib prayer. He remembered his best friend who promised to help hack Celine's email within an hour. However, until now counted already almost a week has not been heard also news. Rasya decides to call back his male friend. Grabbing the phone he put on the table, dialing Doddy's phone number.

"Good thanks, how are you doing the work I love, you say do not use for long, it's been almost a week you have not sent to my email the results?" asked Rasya with a lot of questions.

"Look, everything is fine, but I'm sorry I can't send the data to email, we need to see you in person, Brow. I plan to go back to Indonesia this weekend. We'll meet later, how?" doddy at length.

"Oo .. is that so? Okay we meet this weekend," Rasya said.

"Okay, see you in Indonesia, Brow."

"See you later, I'll hang up the phone, yes" Rasya hung up without waiting for a response from Doddy.

Rasya put his phone in his pants pocket. He went to the bathroom to clean his body before the Maghrib prayer. Since that night's meeting with Celine, he was now more cautious. He is not calm if placing his phone carelessly even though it is in his privacy room. Celine can do all kinds of things to get what she wants.

The atmosphere of the office seemed empty, there were only a few overtime employees who were there. Because office hours are only until five in the afternoon.

After praying maghrib in his office, Rasya went out to the pantry to make latte coffee without his favorite sugar. When he arrived at the pantry he found a girl who was also making drinks there.

"Not come home yet, Lin?" rasha asked Linda, Pak Baskoro's secretary and cousin.

"Eh, Mas Rasya ngagetin aja dech," Linda was shocked.

"Are you daydreaming, didn't you hear my footsteps?" great-grandson Rasya opened the wall cabinet to pick up the instant coffee he wanted.

"Hehe .. , yes probably, Mas. There are still reports that I have not finished the revision that will be used by Om Baskoro meeting tomorrow morning, Mas," said Linda.

Rasya tore off the instant coffee packaging, stuffed it into the cup he took off the dish rack, then added hot water from the dispenser. "If I can help later I help," he bargained while stirring his drink. "You just take it to my room and report it and your laptop" he added, then he passed it back to his study.

"Thank you earlier, Mas," exclaimed Linda who was left behind Rasya. Rasya did not care about Linda's words. He kept coming into his study.

Rasya put his coffee cup on the table, threw his buttocks on the sofa and rested his back on the couch. He still wears a cocoa shirt and sarong, and still roosts on his head. He seems to think for a moment, has a well-established job, the wealth of inheritance from parents is also abundant, he also includes people who are obedient to worship, always remember the creator, always remember the creator, but why can have a wife like Celine who can not be arranged, dress tacky who likes to show the aura, like to spend money to buy luxury items that are not important. Celine never wanted to serve him as a husband. If they meet only the money he wants. Was he lacking gratitude all this time? Is it lacking? Or is Celine not his soul mate?

Linda knocked several times, but was not heard by Rasya. Finally, he entered without the permission of the owner of the room.

"Mas Rasya, here's the report" Linda said suddenly showing the book she was holding.

"Eh, Linda." Rasya stammered in shock because he was caught daydreaming.

"Sorry, Mas. I knocked on the door many times, but Mas Rasya did not answer" Linda said.

"If you read a report that you haven't revised until night, you can't do our job, Lin. You just bring your laptop here, you show me directly which parts should be revised, we work together," said Rasya.

Linda understood what Rasya meant. "In the book I also folded and marked the part that must be revised, Mas, but if Mas Rasya wants it so, well I'll take my laptop first," pampit Linda and immediately go out to pick up her laptop.

Linda returned to Rasya's room with her laptop open in her hand. Seeing Linda's arrival back in her room, Rasya patted the empty sofa beside her, giving the code for Linda to sit there. Linda sat down next to Rasya. The fragrant aroma of Rasya's body that just took a bath wafted until it smelled into Linda's nose. Linda felt rattled sitting that close to Rasya, even though she knew Rasya only considered her nothing more than a sister, but the body scent that came out of Rasya's body she liked very much.

"Now you show me which parts should be revised" Rasya ordered.

"Mas Rasya just look at the part of the book that I've folded and marked," Linda asked back.

When Rasya opened and researched the part of the report book given by Linda, that was when Linda could look and pay attention to Rasya's face from a close distance.

'Pity Mas Rasya, have a wife but often sleep in the office, '" Linda said.

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