Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 43 - Pickpocket
Time goes on, every second creates a memory. As of this moment, Sifa and Abash were still glued to each other in their respective gazes.
Ting ....
The sound of the clang of the elevator made the two wake up and cut off eye contact. Abash cleared his feet before stepping out of the elevator.
Deg .. deg .. deg ...
Sifa doesn't know, it's her heartbeat or Abash's. Because right now, what he felt was, a fast racing heartbeat as if he had just run a marathon. Unknowingly, Sifa further tightened the grip of her hand that was draped around Abash's neck.
Czech ...
The door of the apartment was open, Sifa was still busy with her mind floating out of nowhere.
"Aren't you going to let go?" tanya Abash made Sifa's daydream.
"Huh?"
Sifa realized that she was already in the apartment, more precisely on the sofa with Abash still bent and her loyal self covering her hands around Abash's neck.
"Eh, sorry," said Sifa while releasing her circle of hands on Abash's neck.
Abash straightened his body. "You better change the pads, before you go over the sofa" Abash said and turned to the kitchen.
Sifa bit her lips and closed her eyes. He was really embarrassed, not to mention that the suit he was wearing to cover his ass belonged to Abash, the boss but the attention.
Of attention? Did ya?
Hmm, Sifa did not want to misunderstand in deciphering the word, maybe the word 'Good' is more suitable in use.
Sifa rushed up and ran towards her room.
In the kitchen, Abash, who had just finished a glass of water, held onto her racing heart.
"What feeling is this? Why is it beating so fast like this?" ogre.
Again, Abash poured a glass full of water and gulped it down to the toilet.
"Akhc ...." Abash growled as his heart was still pounding rapidly. Not to mention, the scent of Sifa's body was emanating from his body, spoiling his nose to continue inhaling it.
"But, the smell why is it so good? Wasn't the perfume she used not an expensive perfume?" great-grandson Abash.
"Akhh, that's it. It's none of my business either. I'd better get home, before the queen's mom gets mad."
Abash placed the empty glass on the table, then turned around and left Sifa's apartment.
*
Sifa held onto her chest, where she could feel a thump from her heart.
"Sir Abash Denger? Very good at gini. I could beat my own heart!" sifa's great-grandson leaned her body behind the door.
There was the sound of the apartment door being closed, indicating that Abash had come out without saying goodbye to her.
Suddenly, Sifa felt sad, because Abash did not say goodbye to her.
"Sifa, wakeful. You are nothing" said Sifa and stepped into the bathroom.
*
"Ma," said Abash when he saw the mother who was watching an Indian film.
"Yes, baby."
Abash moved his feet toward his mother and sat down beside her. Not to forget, Abash hugged the body of the mother.
Mama Kesya smiled and stroked the son's hair affectionately.
"Why? Any issues?" ask Mama Kesya.
Abash shook his head. "Just want to hug."
Mama Kesya smiled, even though she could feel that something was wrong with her son, but Mama Kesya kept quiet and let it go. Mama Kesya will not force her children to tell stories, because there will certainly be a time when the child will tell her something strange in the heart.
There is no better place to talk than my mom.
"Spampered tumben?" ask Papa Arka who just came out of the room.
"For a pingin. Today my mother belongs to me, Papa can not take it," Abash said as he tightened his embrace.
Mama Kesya chuckled, while Papa Arka was already snorting in annoyance.
Abash closed his eyes while hugging his mother. However, only his eyes were closed, not with his mind. Abash was still thinking, why could his heart beat so hard when his eyes met Sifa's.
*
"In the morning, duuh, since he joined the eagle team, the more beautiful. The appearance is also getting neater," said the security guard.
"Should, Sir. Same with where we work."
"But, if you use heals, it's more steady like that," added Bimo who had just arrived and listened to the conversation of Sifa and the security guard.
Sifa turned and smiled faintly. Before long, a luxury car stopped in front of the lobby. The security guard who has memorized who the car belongs to, immediately approached and welcomed the arrival of the big boss.
All employees who are still in the lobby, immediately give a standing attitude.
"Who?" whisky Sifa.
"Oh, Lord Riko, you know what?"
Sifa widened her eyes. "Pak Farhan's parents?"
"Yes." Yeah."
As Riko walked, all the employees lowered their heads in salute, including Sifa.
"Why is it here?" ask Sifa again when Riko has passed.
Bimo just sniffed his shoulders. "Yep, come in."
Bimo and Sifa walked together into their room.
*
The entire team of eagles was shocked, as Abash said that the early-stage exam was joining the cobra team at a fast pace.
Ifa*********** his hand, he really hopes to get into the cobra team, because he can get a scholarship to continue his studies.
"Alright, prepare yourself who want to join the cobra team, in two weeks we will do the initial stage selection," Abash told the entire eagle team.
The impromptu meeting ended, Abash and Riko came out of the meeting room.
"Huuff ...." Sifa let out her breath with a little weight.
"Why?" bimo asked who was beside him.
"Nothing" replied Sifa listlessly.
How could Sifa have told Bimo that she wished she could get into the cobra team for a scholarship. While he is still an apprentice, and it has not even been a month.
*
After the office, Sifa took advantage of her time to search for reference books in the bookstore. Certainly in the old bookstore, which sold and rented all sorts of old books.
This was the only effort Sifa could make, as she did not have much money to buy the latest books.
After choosing some books, Sifa also paid the rent of the book at the cashier. From the cashier's window, Sifa saw a mother standing by the roadside, then a man in a hat grabbed the bag that the mother was holding.
Sifa who saw him reflexively came out of the shop and chased after the pickpocket.
"Copeeet," cried Sifa while chasing the pickpocket.
Sifa had to thank her sports teacher who always punished her running around the field, because she was always late when she entered school.
Sifa took off her shoes and threw them at the pickpocket.
Bugh....
Late target, Sifa's shoes landed smoothly on the pickpocket's head so that it made him stagger.
Sifa took off her bag and beat up the pickpocket.
"Basar copet" cried Sifa as she continued to beat him.
The pickpocket grabbed Sifa's bag and pulled her hard until the girl fell down. Sifa raised her hand when she saw the pickpocket wanting to beat her.
Bugh .. bugh .. bugh ...
Slowly, Sifa lowered the hand that was protecting her head, the girl's eyes widened when she saw the pickpocket had been beaten by the man in black.
"Aren't you papa?" ask her soft voice which is very gentle to her mother.
Sifa's eyes widened again, unable to believe if the person he helped was one of the Moza queens.
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