Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 363
Zia looked around the cafe, looking for the whereabouts of friends she wanted to meet. The girl's smile also rose, when she saw the figure she wanted to meet. Zia moved her legs towards the man.
Yes, that man is Abash.
"How are you, Mas?" greet Zia when she was in front of Abash.
"Okay, how are you? Like a currant?" abash said kindly.
Zia smiled shyly. "What a look, Mom?" ask Zia.
"Yes, it's like a walking skull" said Abash, who made Zia round her eyes.
If you ask why Abash looks familiar with Zia. Of course, because the company Abash cooperates with the company Papa Satria, where it happens that the one who holds the control of the project is Zia.
"It could be his parable" Zia chuckled. "If I look like a walking skull, it must be a cat and dogs outside already on the dong ngejerin."
"The skull is beautiful, so they do not care to chase," said Abash who made Zia laugh.
"Geez, it turns out Mas Abash is really funny. It's not like what my employees say," Zia cheered.
"I just look funny in front of my family. And you, including my family," said Abash who made Zia's laughter fade into a small smile.
Yeah, don't want him to be part of the Moza family, right? Although not a nuclear family, but it includes a family, right? The Princess is married to one of the successors of the Moza company.
"Oh yes, how's Sifa doing?" ask Zia.
"Alhamdulillah, fine. But I still can't see him" said Abash.
"Patiently, Mom. Not much longer, right?" said Zia while raising her eyebrows.
Abash who saw the Zia code smiled again.
"Ah yes, here are some pictures of the rings that I designed specifically for Mas and Mbak Sifa. Look around first, yeah. If anyone wants to be added, then just say it. Or, if there is no suitable Yangs, let us arrange the drawings that match what Mas like," said Zia while giving a sketchbook, where in the book there are already several pictures of the ring that Zia deliberately strung specifically for Abash who wants to propose Sifa to be his wife.
"Okay, I'll take a look, yeah." Abash takes a sketchbook from Zia.
"Then I go to the toilet first, Mas. Kebelet nih," said Zia and immediately ran without hearing Abash's reply.
Abash just shook his head slowly and looked at the sketch of the ring that Zia had assembled.
"Beautiful-beautiful ring," murmured Abash who was beginning to feel confused should choose which one.
In toilet.
Zia sighed slowly, after completing her wish. His feeling became relieved, after no longer holding back the tightness of pee. Zia washes her hands in the sink, then she smiles as she remembers how lucky Sifa and Princess are to have a prince-like character in the fairy tale.
"Hmm, no soul mate ever knows," said Zia softly.
The man she was appraising, did not seem to have the same feelings as her. Zia's love story isn't as sweet as her sister's.
Zia had finished washing her hands, the girl was facing right to pick up the tissue. When Zia turned back in the opposite direction, suddenly a cleaning service waiter placed a bucket nearby, making Zia not see the bucket and stumbled.
Bruukk ...
"Awww.." Ringis Zia who also almost fell to the floor.
"Mother not papa?" ask some people who are near Zia.
"Yes, I don't know" Zia answered and stood back up with a woman who was also in the toilet.
"Sorry, ma'am, is anyone hurt?" ask the cleaning service.
"Mbak, why is the bucket in a careless location anyway? Is this a danger to guests?" upset the woman who helped Zia earlier.
"I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally, ma'am. I'm sorry, "sorry the cleaning service.
"Other times be careful, Ma'am. Look around if you want to put something down," said Zia who was lazy to prolong the problem.
"Don't want to be reported to the manager, Mommy?" a woman's proposal.
"No need, justin. Let it be a lesson not to make mistakes next time" said Zia.
"Thank you very much. If it was me who kicked the bucket, it's your problem" said the woman who helped Zia stand earlier.
"Yes, no papa. Next time be more careful, Ma'am," said Zia.
"Yes, Mother. Thank you," Cleaning service also felt very grateful. "But, what's your foot okay?" ask the cleaning service.
"No papa, really," said Zia who was actually enduring the pain in her ankle.
Zia walked slowly out of the bathroom, holding onto the wall, and continued walking down the corridor until she returned to the table where Abash was still there.
"I'm sorry, Mas, lama," said Zia and immediately sat her body.
"No papa" Abash replied with a smile.
"Where is it, isn't it?" ask Zia.
"There," Abash replied and showed me one of the ring images that were simple but looked very beautiful.
"Is there anything else you want to add, Mom?" ask Zia to make sure.
"none. I think it's perfect" replied Abash. "But, if you think there is less, can be added again really. But don't look too good or tacky, yeah. It should stay simple" Abash pinta.
"Well, later if there is an addition, I send a photo to Mas, yes?" Zia.
"okay."
"Emm, Mas, because our business is done, I went back first yes, there is an appointment with Mas Bara as well" said Zia.
"Oh, okay. I also want to meet with you. Mumpung again in Bandung," kekeh Abash.
Zia took back her sketch, then put it in her bag.
"Alright then, Mas, I go first yes," said Zia again before standing up.
"Please."
Zia stood up, the girl closed her eyes for a moment, while feeling the pain of her ankle. But, he must not be seen to be holding back the pain, because he does not want to make Abash worry or bother the man.
"Akhhh .." Ringis Zia who almost fell on the floor, if only Abash was not deft to catch Zia's body.
"Aren't you papa, Zia?" ask Abash.
"My feet, Mas, aww .. really hurt," ringis Zia.
Abash turned his head towards Zia's swollen ankle, thus making the man shocked.
"Did you fall in the bathroom?" guess Abash who answered nods by Zia.
"What are you here to ride?" ask Abash.
"Taxi ride online, Mas."
"Then I'll take you to the hospital now."
"Don't, Mom, don't. I can go alone," Zia refused.
"Son, I'll keep going to take you to the hospital. Come ..."
Abash helps Zia to walk, seeing the girl endure the pain. As they exit the cafe through the other door, Zia's legs suddenly slip because of a spilled drink, thus keeping Zia accidentally hugging Abash.
"Sorry, Mas, sorry, I didn't accidentally," said Zia while enduring the pain.
"If it hurts so much, will I just carry it?" tawar Abash's.
"Don't do it, Mom, help me walk. I can still walk."
Abash again embraced Zia and helped her walk, so that the man could no longer bear to hear the ringing pain from Zia's lips.
"I'd better carry it, let's hurry" Abash said and immediately brought Zia into his carrier.
They get into Abash's car, so the man does his car at moderate speed, getting out of the car park.
"Zia and Abash?" lirih Arash who saw them from a distance.