
This afternoon, Riko invited Shasha to lunch at a cafe in front of their office.
"Tumben came here?" shasha asked without further ado, as she knew Riko was very rare
he invited himself to relax at the cafe.
"No show just wants to speak four eyes."
"There's a need!"
"Lha uda knows."
"You what?"
"Sha, do I want to get married?" said Riko lirih.
"Really, when?"
"Front month."
"Congratulations. Then why should I meet at the cafe. What connection?"
"There's a lot of relationship."
"Don't talk, I know. You want a vacation, right?"
"Lha that's you know."
"Okay, no problem. Not a month's leave, right?"
"Yes. No papa, huh?"
"okay."
"You are truly understanding. May you soon be united with your soul mate."
"Aamiin's."
***
Not feeling the moon that awaited Riko arrived, Shasha who was used to working without the shadow of Dion began to be able to set the rhythm of his work. This time he worked with Mr. Brata, for him to work with Mr. Brata is very exciting and not as scary as he imagined. His father's attitude makes Shasha comfortable even Brata sir actually considers Shasha as his daughter.
"Sha, who are you coming with tonight?" ask Mr. Brata shortly after the meeting is over.
"Together with Rianda, sir."
"Rianda? marketing team, right?" ask Mr. Brata while trying to remember.
"Rubber sir."
"It looks like yesterday I assigned him to get out of town for a few days."
"Oiya I forgot, I took care of the departure ticket."
"It's the same with me. If you feel bad someone will pick you up, we'll meet there."
"I'm sorry sir so troublesome like this" said Shasha without feeling suspicious.
***
Evening has arrived, Shasha who is ready to use a blue dongker mini dress with a neck tweed model with a simple bun hairdo is currently waiting for the arrival of an invitation car as Mr. Brata promised when he was in the office earlier. He waited in front of the porch while reading an online novel on his mobile phone.
He waited for almost half an hour and was seen a car stopping right in front of his house while honking a few times.
Soon Shasha came out and locked the fence but the sound of the horn was still heard repeatedly making noise in the ears especially he felt bad if the neighbor next to his house was disturbed. Do not want the sound of the bell rang and he quickly locked the fence without making sure what the fence of his house is really locked.
As soon as Shasha got out of the fence and started opening the car door, she who did not want to be treated like a car owner chose to open the passenger door next to the driver. But it seems like the door can not be opened so he was forced to sit in the back bench.
"Sir, I should have sat in front. I am not Brata.
The driver did not respond to Shasha's words even though he was trying to talk.
So arrogant is this driver?
But judging from his back that his back is still sturdy and sturdy prove that those in front of his age are fairly young.
But what makes Shasha more worried is the driver driving recklessly so that makes Shasha scared and hold tight to the headrest in front of him while closing his eyes.
When he was releasing his grip he tried to lean his head on the glass but suddenly the gas was stepped on at a very fast speed to make Shasha topple and hit his forehead on the headrest iron pole in front of him.
The driver who saw it was silent, not daring to speak even though his heart was eager to help but he was determined not to care.
"Ouch ..," said Shasha as she held her forehead.
"Sir, please slow down a bit. If you can't take your passengers safely better tell me let me ride the others." - Shasha.
The driver still did not respond, he still drove his vehicle so fast that it was not felt now they had been in a place where the wedding took place.
Despite his annoyance, Shasha thanked him even though he knew there would be no response. Without saying much, Shasha got out of the car and headed to a park where the event took place to meet the happy bride.
During the walk to the park Shasha still think who exactly the driver was.seen from the mirror above when viewed from the clothes worn is indeed like not a driver, it is seen from the mirror above, neat white shirt(Hem) combined with blue dongker blazer, white jeans gray plus white sneakers.
Who exactly was that guy?
Shasha who has now arrived at the park saw not too many people who came because they were invited only partially, such as colleagues and some office friends.
When Shasha was standing in the corner he saw the presence of Mr. Brata who was also standing from the opposite direction to himself accompanied by someone who was not foreign according to Shasha.
Isn't that Dion?
Thank goodness her face was okay.
That outfit? I've seen it before, but where?
Accidentally the two see each other. His expression was not as usual. Men in front of him tend to throw their faces away if they meet.
Mr. Brata who saw Shasha also greeted.
"You're beautiful, son." praise Mr. Brata.
"Thank you sir."
"Sir Dion how are you?" shasha asked kindly.
Dion did not answer he just nodded.
Feeling unanswered makes Shasha disappointed, she does not expect that Dion will change.
"Sha, you're weird, so why ask Dion here? Why not in the car?"
Shasha was surprised she did not think that the driver who irritated her and fell over earlier was Dion.
Dion did not expect if Mr. De said his honest when at home they agreed not to tell who delivered his secretary.
Shasha looked at Mr. Brata's expression that looked wrong as well as Dion.
"All the way I was asleep sir." replied Shasha lightly and tried not to show a disappointed look even though deep down he did not expect that Dion would have the heart to treat him like that.
***
While attending Riko and Rachel's wedding, there's not much Shasha does. He chose to sit down with Riko's parents. Did not feel the event was almost finished Shasha chose to go home early using an online car.
Shasha, who had said goodbye and booked the car online, got out and entered the car. In the car Shashsa leaned back that felt sore.
There is something she does not know that the driver who is currently driving her is the same person when she went to Riko and Shasha's wedding, she is Dion.
Shasha was still unaware of Dion's presence even though the scent of her perfume had adorned the entire car.
Currently, Shasha was in front of the house and gave cash to the driver without looking at his face. After paying Shasha out and start entering his house.
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To be continued.
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