Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 18: Macet
The morning activities were quiet during the trip to Sally's school. The clock is moving so fast. Maybe the effect of adjusting the new place, making Zean too focused and forget time.
Laptop on the table, Zean turn it off. Some of the files he studied all day were brought home. There were no personal assistants there, different when at Pratama Group, Zean accompanied by Elo.
No problem, Zean thinks he can handle all that. His intelligence has always been the mainstay of his father.
Exiting the study at a confident pace, Zean climbed the floor to the elevator.
Some employees who want to take the elevator off when they find their new leader wants to do the same.
The man just smiled thinly.
The elevator doors opened as they reached the ground floor, Zean rushed out of the building and drove to pick up his wife.
It's been almost an hour Sally's waiting for an invitation. The girl came home not until five in the afternoon although plus additional lessons.
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The closest cafe to the school becomes where Sally and Lisa hang out. The two beautiful girls did not go home immediately and chose to stop by while waiting for an invitation from Zean.
The short-haired beautiful girl frowned until she hit the table repeatedly. Sally was embarrassed by Lisa's behavior.
“Udah. Mulu laugh. Not tired?”
“Aduh, my stomach until it hurts, Sa.”
Sally throbbing. “Makanya diem.”
Lisa fixed her expression. He controls himself to calm down. It was impossible to continue laughing or that stomach would stiffen any minute.
“I go to the toilet first, yes. Not strong, later if bedwetting here, right, not funny.”
“Dih! So dirty.”
Lisa laughed again, but her body pushed the chair and left. She left Sally alone.
Parking in the cafe yard is quite large. Zean went down and tidied up his clothes for a moment. The suit and tie were still attached, the sunglasses perched on his pointed nose.
His footsteps casually swung into the cafe area. The music began to sound.
Whispers of visitors began to flow. They exchanged glances then stared in amazement at the beautiful figure who had accidentally spread charm.
Students and students become one in that place, a cafe with a target of young people because of the low budget menu prices.
Zean took off his glasses, circulating his gaze. His black eyes caught the figure he was looking for. The long-haired girl with a ponytail-style bond was looking down and playing with a cell phone.
“Why alone?”
The hoarse voice successfully made Sally look up. He immediately nodded.
Zean pulled the chair next to Sally. Without a care, he took the ice coffee in front of his wife and sipped through a straw.
Sally rounded her eyes. “Punyaku!” hardik.
Zean smiled and then pushed out the glass that was half filled. “Haus.”
“Who cares? You have a lot of money, can't you order it yourself?”
Seeing Sally murmuring, Zean was delighted. He was about to answer, but Lisa had already come.
“Kakak Ganteng.”
The girl was enthusiastic, making Sally turn the eyeballs. Zean nodded while throwing a smile.
“Will not drink?”
“Oh, okay. That's why I pay.”
“No need, I'm just. You guys are here.”
Hearing Zean's orders, Lisa sat back down and just became a spectator for the behavior of her best friend's husband.
Zean's tall body firmly with calm steps joined to bewitch Lisa and others.
“Yes, geez, Sa. Lucky to have a husband like Brother Ganteng.”
Sally just squeaks. He then took another drink and finished the rest of Zean.
“Come!”
Not long after, Zean returned. He was standing by his wife and Lisa.
The woman he was waiting for still didn't care, Lisa shook her head.
“Come, Sa! Awaiting Brother Ganteng.”
There's no answer. The cold drink was finally gone. Zean remained faithfully silent, letting Sally act as she pleased. Doesn't his wife like that? Testing human patience.
Lisa stood up first, followed by Sally.
The young lady of the Birawan family rewinded her chair and turned herself around. However, bad luck seemed to be falling on him. One foot on the left wrapped in sneakers was stuck in one of the legs of the table, making Sally almost fall.
“Be careful,” Ze said when he caught his wife.
For a while they looked at me without being asked. Lisa gaped, but the next second she deliberately cleared her throat, making the two newlyweds distance themselves from each other.
“Cieee ...” Cheers visitors to each other. Zean and Sally turned awkward.
The nineteen-year-old girl immediately fixed the sweater that covered her uniform. Then, his feet hurried. Zean's coming soon.
All the way there was no chatter. Sally was silent with a lazy face while Zean was focusing on driving.
The streets were again crowded with dozens or perhaps hundreds of vehicles scrambling to reach each other soon. However, all the effort will feel useless because now it is indeed the hours of home people who work all day causing traffic jams at every point.
The traffic jam long enough to bore Zean. He glanced at Sally and wanted to ask, but hesitated.
“You can drive, Little Girl?”
Finally Zean spoke first. There is no harm in getting familiar.
Silent. Still no answer. His wife's little lips seemed hard to open.
Zean snorted violently. “Sa, I'm nanya.”
The girl looked. “Can!” ketus answer.
Zean replacei let out a long breath. Not a week to face his little wife has had to be patient.
“You're mad at me?”
Quiet again. Sally really can not be invited to chat even though only as a fill of time during stuck in the streets.
This girl, it's so annoying than I thought.
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