Wedding Trap By Mr. Introverts
Chapter 30's

Today Vada is going back to work, she immediately gets ready after her husband leaves for the office. Don't forget to bring lunch later. Counting in irit mode, he thought.

"Vada's spirit, work hard, who knows if there's a miracle, another month can take five hundred million!" Vada is holding himself. However, seconds later his face instantly turned lethargic, imagining five hundred million dollars. It's too impossible for him. But, still, he did not want to give up just like that. As long as he can, he will continue to try until he does not know the word surrender.

Arriving at the florist, Sukma's mother was waiting for him at the door with her face bent.

"Heeee, morning ma'am Suk!" sapa Vada cengengesan's.

"Not seen your watch? What time is it, why did it just come. Wonderful, here is whose boss," said Bu Sukma.

"Hehe, the road is jammed bu Suk.." said Vada nyengir.

"The reason is you," shebik ma'am Sukma.

"That's the newly arrived flowers you make a little rapian, continue later somewhat siangan send a bouquet of flowers to the leadership of the Adhitama Group. Write nice words, happy birthday, the sender from Mr. Anderson," said Bu Sukma.

"Adhitama Group? I've heard of it," murmured Vada.

"Yes must have been, it's the largest real estate company," said Sukma who apparently heard Vada's murmur.

"Oh, but seriously, I know that with the name Adhitama, Miss Suk," said Vada. He felt he had heard the name of the company, but I don't know when and where, he forgot.

"Jeez Vada, where do you know? Don't be shy, fear you are stressed because fantasizing is too high. Your play place is definitely very different, you are in the neighboring garden, he must play it abroad continue. Your toy's ground, he's a stock toy of an orok. Want to know how the story is," said Bu Sukma.

" Hehe yes yes, but really no stranger to the name, "Vada is still trying to think.

"God, at most the Adhitama you know is the meatballs master, or the crossroader taxi man there,"

"It's time, anyway,"

"Udah rather than thinking that is impossible, there first, let this clean shop, not dusty like there is no life. Remember, make the best and most beautiful bouquet of flowers, these are not nerima cans. And one more thing, you have to love directly to the person, the leader of the Adithama Group, not only until the receptionist doang, because the already-just until the receptionist directly into the trash can does not reach his destination,"order bu Sukma while swinging the fan with the puppet picture.

" Lagian, the birthday is sending flowers. Men are the leaders, flower time. Sultan mah should be the gift of a lamborgini car, or an apartment like that, which the elite are not. It's interest doang, mending that bank interest,"

"Good dong flowers, so our store is selling, where the flower order is the best and most expensive again, should be happy when else will sell mehong so. You even protest. Love the love, want flowers or whatever. If the expensive ones can buy themselves, the Sultan. I'm ah, I want the arisan first. Hye!" Bu Sukma immediately sauntered out.

"Remember, it must be received directly by the CEO, according to the request of our clients!" shouted BU Sukma from outside the store.

"Ready!" sahut Vada yelling.

"Dih, the client said it. So bad, Suk bu Suk ma'am Suk," muttered Vada shook his head.

"Don't forget the evidence that you're really giving to the company!" yell at Sukma again.

"Yes yes, my goodness, Suk, take it! Hush Hush go there!" Vada had already picked up the broom and was preparing to sweep the floor.

"Oh my goodness. The boy, told not to call bu Suk too, emang fruit, rotten," scolded bu Sukma as he passed.

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While at his company, Elvan seemed to be receiving a call from his mother.

"Happy birthday, baby. Wish you all the best. Hopefully.." Madame Tamara keeps talking across the phone. While Elvan just listened with his flat face without saying.

"Hem, Elvan hangs up the phone when mama has finished talking, there is an important meeting after this," said Elvan without saying stale.

"Oh well then, mama will call again. Oh yeah, how's your wife? Does he take good care of you? Are you happy, son?" ask Tamara's mom.

"Sorry, mom. Elvan's busy, next time Mama can call again. We'll talk next time," Elvan immediately disconnected the call. He threw his cell phone at the table and then he took a sneeze at his temple which suddenly felt dizzy. Birthdays are something Elvan hasn't liked since he was twelve.

"Young master,"

Elvan looked up, in front of him already stood Rio's assistant.

"Meeting will begin soon" said assistant Rio.

"Hem," Elvan nodded, he immediately stood up and pulled out his suit to wear.

"Young master," called Rio's assistant who was walking behind Elvan.

"What?"

"That, in the lobby there are already many gifts sent by the clients," Rio's assistant told.

"Just throw it away as usual" said Elvan flatly, making Rio's assistant sigh.

"Of course you will, young master. Who wouldn't, I would, either" inner assistant Rio.

"Except you!"

"Yes?"

"Can't you afford to buy your own, until someone else wants you to take it home, you pay less, yo?"

"No, young master," said assistant Rio lethargic. It seemed like his boss could read his mind, whether he was a psychic, he thought.

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Vada gawked at the luxury of the interior of the company lobby that he would send the flowers. This is the first time he sent flowers to the company since working at Sukma Florist a few months ago.

"Siang mbak," Vada approached the reception desk.

"Good day, how can I help you?" ask the receptionist friendly.

"I want to meet the owner of this company mbak, want to transfer flowers from Mr. Anderson to the owner of the company," said Vada friendly.

"Put it there, ma'am!" said the receptionist pointed at the place behind Vada.

Vada looked over, he immediately glared. It turns out that there are already a lot of flowers and also gift parcels that can be directly guessed by Vada if it is all for the CEO of the company who is on his birthday today.

But, Vada did not want to give up, he remembered the message of Bu Sukma, must be loved directly to the person. This is trust, he must do.

"But, bbak. I have to meet the owner of the company. Tell me mbak, the man is not. What floor is it on? Let me go there alone if he doesn't want to come here" said Vada ngeyel.

The receptionist looked directly at Vada, "Did you make an appointment?" tanyakanya.

Vada shook his head, "Not yet, you have to make an appointment first huh?"

"Yes, young master is very busy, madam. If you want to meet he must make an appointment first, at least three days before.,"

"Ribet is right, just a minute. Just wanna take this. It's from an important client, ma'am,"

"It was also from an important client, ma'am," the receptionist pointed to the line-up of gifts coming back. Vada turned his head and exhaled his breath. Yes, surely the gift is also from important clients and no less expensive yes with the price of flowers in his hand, even many are much more expensive. They were ignored, let alone the flowers. It will not be possible to meet directly, he thought.

"But the guy's in the office, right?" asked Vada to make sure, never give up.

The receptionist nodded, he was receiving a call from his lover.

"What time is he going through the lobby?" tanya Vada is still working.

The receptionist was looking at him sharply, really ngeyel this person, he thought. He still talks to the person across the phone affectionately and spoiled. Makes Vada roll his eyes lazy. Lebai, thought.

"What time is it,?" ask Vada again.

The receptionist looked irritated, he picked up a pen and a piece of paper, "MAYBE AT LUNCH!!" write it on that paper.

"Oh, lunch," Vada saw a cheap festive clock in his hand.

"It's not long, wait!" muttered.

"Sir," he called the receptionist who immediately turned his head.

"I can sit there, right?" Vada pointed at the sofa.

Again the receptionist just nodded, and again engrossed in chatting on the phone with his girlfriend.

"Mom!" call Vada again.

"What the hell, just interrupt!" the receptionist's name was Mutia.

"Working hours dating, working mbak. Workings. Don't eat blind! Blind is not good, really! I used to worry about his salary, if blind," Vada smiled and left Mutia who was looking at him annoyed.

"Work is even fun phone calls with yayangnya, even though if the big company like this Saturday week is definitely a holiday, it can make courtship as usual without stealing working hours. If I had the company, I fired him" Vada dropped his tat pan on the soft sofa in the lobby.

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