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Soto's back.

Ama stepped in unison with Algheza who was by her side. Actually, if the usual matter of changing the schedule or shifting the meeting Ama is common. But here the problem is this guy next to him shifts without telling him first. It would be that Ama felt arrogant and irritated herself, fortunately she had a stock of patience.

"Didn't the meeting with Mr Sandi last week say it was in his office huh, sir?" Ask Ama as they walk and enter the elevator.

Ama noticed the reflection of the two of them in front. Her parents are high between Algheza and herself, even though Ama is among the tall women of the average woman in the local.

"It's not so." Answer it briefly. After this they will stay until they approach the restaurant from this hotel. "You haven't eaten, have you? Eat here." She said it made Ama glance at the man beside her.

"So I just came, sir." The grievance of Ama was given by Algheza. Ama felt sorry for herself.

"Good day, Mr. Sandi." Greet Algheza when they have arrived at the prepared table.

Mr. Sandiaga Pramuda is the founder of an instant food company that people usually eat when they are bokek including himself. Ama so remember that her son Mr. Sandiaga is a famous actor since his little boy, even he has towered to be handsome and become a TV subscription actor. Reportedly now he will join the film project from a foreign film. How successful people are, while Ama is still here.

"Yong, Algheza. Come on, sit down." Welcome Mr. Sandiaga who immediately closed the newspaper.

"I thought you were taking your wife." Speak with laughter.

It feels like Ama feels like drowning themselves, how can this kind of human upil be mistaken for a perfect Algheza couple plenary?

"Oh, meet me Amarisa. His new assistant Mr. Algheza." Ama stretched out her hand to shake hands.

Mr. Sandiaga received the helping hand and then went back to chatting to Algheza, "You're feeling the change of the oldest assistant, Ghe."

Algheza only responded with a sigh of urgency and then talked about the topic they were going to discuss. Throughout their chat Ama was only an occasional listener she typed out the important things she had to record and remember. Being a personal assistant is a job that must be versatile alias versatile. Maybe, if invited to be a building porters also he should be able to.

"So Saturday you're going to London?" Ask Mr. Sandiaga while sipping his coffee.

"Yes, Sir. There's GMS there." Answer Algheza.

Mr. Sandiaga's forehead frowned. "Andreas' company isn't it?" Ask.

"Yes, his family lost responsibility for almost going bankrupt. It's a shame that nothing awakens." Algheza.

Mr. Sandiaga nodded in understanding, "if that is what I am first, yes. There's still work in the office. It's good to see you guys." He said with a smile as he got up and shook hands to say goodbye to Ama and Algheza.

Her stomach is struggling to be filled, but she's prestige if not offered. He was holding back his hunger. Hopefully this man next to him who is focusing on his cell phone is quickly sensitive that there are subordinates who must be nourished in order to stay alive and can serve him.

"Why are you quiet? Not eating?" Tanya Algheza glanced at Ama who was still staring, tapping on the laptop keyboard when she was not typing anything.

"I'm waiting for you to tell me." Ama answered spontaneously making laughter from Algheza.

"God, even though you are hungry, there is a message from here, Ma. I am the same Mr. Sandiaga just a light conversation as well. I don't think you want to eat here." He said it's still interspersed with turbidity.

Haha... Who would refuse to eat at a fancy hotel restaurant? The power is just people who are full always eat fancy restaurants. Especially if it is free, it is clear that Ama cannot waste her opportunity.

Ama nodded because she really wanted soto. Somehow the shadow when Algheza yesterday ate soto alight continuously into his memory.

Algheza ordered soto and beef steak for himself as well as orange juice drinks just like Ama and dessert for Ama. Great free luxury food. When else try his chance at a free fancy meal, his tongue will definitely celebrate this.

"Where are we going, sir?" Tanya Ama made sure she was afraid that she would suddenly be dragged out of town in danger.

"Back the office. I'm gonna go overtime at the office before I go to London." He said while typing something on his phone.

"Me too, sir?" Ask Ama carefully. Indeed, he expected a string of sentences his boss told him to go home just rest at home and the soft mattress.

"Yes." Yeah." Short and also to the point.

It was only fitting that he was fed with a sumptuous meal, it turned out that he would pound his work into the night, hahaha. Ama grimaces her bumpy life.

"Sir to get on the plane?" This ambiguous question suddenly came out of Ama's mouth.

"Yaiya, do you think I went there on odong-odong?"

Ama curses her mouth which, when asked in less detail, "I mean. Are you using your heli or want to get on a plane at the airpot?"

"Aircraft. Don't forget to book the tickets for the day after tomorrow." Commandments reminded.

Head Ama immediately nodded ordering tickets that second also for her boss and Mas Andre. It's good too, Mas Andre vacation abroad without spending travel costs. Ama so kepo already how many times Mas Andre invited to travel out of the country.

But if you look around, Mas Andre is like an Algheza. Mas Andre's appearance is typical of human beings who are struggling with the appearance of always wearing exclusive brands.

"You're a crossbreed, Risa?" Asked his boss suddenly who would notice Ama was focusing on looking at every corner of this restaurant room without realizing that Algheza had focused his eyes on the girl in front of him.

Notice the girl's slightly curly brown hair, with radiating blue eyes, and also a slightly brownish yet bright-looking skin.

"Oh, yes, sir. My mother is from Turkey." Answer with a sweet smile.

Ama is not as white as the people around her, even with her skin alone clearly lost. The human Algheza is white and the brown-skinned Ama but it makes it look sweet.

Especially when she smiles.

"Your father? Native Jakarta?" Algheza began to question life.

Their order came to break the conversation, Ama drank her orange juice.

"My father is from Bali. Just moved to Jakarta after marriage." Obviously, then start eating. "Good meal, sir." He said with a sweet smile back.

Algheza so liked when Ama took out her fragrance, it felt like she was so reminiscent of Kaliel.