When I Give Up
Chapter 13 The Missed Meeting
Maher Abdullah walked with a firm step into a restaurant where he had an appointment with Praja Wijaya, a businessman in this city who he would accompany in cooperation.
A hijab woman accompanies her steps but does not dare to align herself. He stayed a few steps behind.
"I'm not good because I'm late." The man muttered with a face that looked extremely uncomfortable.
"It's okay sir. It was a small accident. But we are not too slow" said the secretary.
"Sorry, is this Mr Maher Abdullah?" asked a waiter who picked them up at the door.
"Yes right."
"Pak Praja Wijaya is waiting at table number ten pack."
"Ah yes thank you very much."
The man also directed his gaze towards the table in question. Praja Wijaya stood up from her seat and nodded her head respectfully.
"Well, that's them."
"Yes sir" replied the secretary with a thumping chest. Three years, he had just set foot in his hometown due to the coercion of the boss.
And now, he met someone who had been and filled his heart.
Who is the woman who is with him?
His wife?
Or secretary?
Ardina stepped towards them at a rapid pace with Maher Abdullah's pace.
Praja Wijaya felt the same way.
Deg
Who'sis that? It's like I know him.
Thought Praja Wijaya.
Deg
For a split second Praja Wijaya surprised not kepalang. His gaze could not be separated from the beautiful woman who was with Maher Abdullah.
The ardina?
"Assalamualaikum pak Praja," said the casual-clothed middle-aged man. Praja flinched and regained his senses from his daydream and immediately replied, "Waalaikumussalam mister Maher." He extended his hand to the man quickly.
"Welcome to our city, Mr. Maher," said Praja Wijaya with a feeling that could not be described with words.
He was so happy that he did not feel grounded on earth.
"Please forgive us for coming late. There was a little accident on the street."
"Oh yeah? Hopefully no one will be hurt, sir," replied Praja with a casual look at the black-glassed hijab-wearing woman.
"No sir. Alhamdulillahot. The back of the car is a little chafed but it doesn't matter."
"Oh, thank God then." Praja smiles.
"Ah yes, this is my personal secretary Pak Praja" said the man smiling as he pointed at Ardina who was bowing her head.
"Hi, welcome," said Praja with a stalling hand to shake hands but Ardina simply folded her arms in front of her chest and did not say a word.
Praja Wijaya disappointed. His hand hung in the air for a few seconds and he finally lowered himself.
"My personal secretary, Selfina." The man also introduced the woman he was with.
Selfina and Ardina shook hands and immediately looked familiar. They talked to each other about the weather.
"We just talk about the investment plan, Mr. Praja. Ardina, please give the document of the agreement that must be studied and we discuss it with Mr. Praja." Maher Abdullah told Ardina.
The beautiful woman swiftly gave the documents she had prepared to Praja Wijaya. He tried desperately to hold the pounding on his chest by being cold and flat-faced.
"Thank you Din" said Praja smiling.
"Ah yes, I know how to work quite well and always perfect," muttered Praja in a very low voice.
"And I'm sure, I don't have to check it," the man continued, pretending to read and open the document.
"Did you say something, Mr. Praja?" Mager Abdullah looked at the young businessman with a serious look.
"Ah no sir. I think all the contents of the contract are very clear and also benefit both companies."
Praja Wijaya kept the document in front of Ardina Rezky Sofyan and said, "Your secretary made all this Mr Maher?"
Maher Abdullah smiled.
"Kok know?"
"The work is very neat and also good. I like it sir."
"Hahaha, of course. Ardina Rezky Sofyan is the secretary. Samuel Richard's choice has always been top. Mr. Praja knows Samuel Richard, right? He introduced me to this beautiful lady."
Maher Abdillah looked at Ardina with an adoring look. The middle-aged man had long liked Ardina and intended to get her married.
Praja Wijaya smiled obliquely. He could see that the relationship between the two people in front of him was very suspicious and also made him very jealous.
"I know who Samuel Richard is. We have a very good relationship. His wife was my childhood friend." Praja Wijaya replied with a smile on her face.
Ardina Rezky Sofyan snorted inwardly. He was disappointed again.
It turns out, until this second even Kak Praja only remembers Kak Prilya.
Hem okay.
I was never in your heart. And my choice to give up at that time was already very true.
After discussing many things. They ended the meeting with lunch.
The meeting with Maher Abdullah at a restaurant in the morning before noon went very well and also smoothly.
The man did not stop praising and hoping that the cooperation between these two companies could be successful and get a lot of benefits.
"Pak Praja really did not bring his family, even though I came to this city at the weekend because you want to get acquainted with your wife."
Praja Wijaya just smiled as she glanced at Ardina's increasingly beautiful face. It is more elegant and also quieter.
"I brought my wife, sir" he said after a long silence.
"really?" maher Abdullah asked as he looked at Selfina who was enjoying her meal.
"Yes sir."
"Oh, so mbak Selfina is your wife and secretary sir?'
Uhuk
Uhuk
Ardina and Selfina simultaneously had coughs.
"Drink Din" Maher and Praja said simultaneously, giving the woman a glass of water at the same time.
"Thank you sir. I have my own water." Ardina refused both. He did not want to choose and disappoint the two men especially Selfina of course.
"The water is for me sir," said Selfina and immediately grabbed a drink that was being held by Praja Wijaya.
"Eh?"
Now it was the turn of the three people who were staring at the girl.
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