When I Give Up
Chapter 15 Making Love
Praja Wijaya got out of her car. Because he did not have an umbrella, he only used his jacket to cover his head from the torrential rain that seemed to be spilled from the sky.
"Can you help sir?" ask the receptionist as he stands in front of the chest-high table.
"I want to book a room" answered Praja with a wry head watching which floor Ardina had gone.
"A identification is there sir?"
"Ah yes, here it is."
The man took his wallet and pulled out an identification.
"Single bed sir?"
"Yes. But I want to go side by side with the guest who just entered earlier."
The receptionist stared at Praja's face for a few seconds. He knew this man and now he just realized something.
Wasn't the guest from Jakarta the wife of this young businessman?
"Could sir. Incidentally there was still an empty room on the 4th floor."
The receptionist did not dare to ask any questions, even though this man was suspicious because he was following his wife who was staying at this inn with a middle-aged man.
Who is not familiar with Praja Wijaya, a sole heir to the business empire of Alif Wijaya the rich and successful businessman in the city.
Why did he follow his wife secretly?
And why was his wife who was quite phenomenal 3 years ago was here together with a middle-aged man?
Ah never mind, the receptionist was trying not to get too into the household affairs of the rich people.
"This is the father's identification and this is the key, sir" said the receptionist with a smile on his face. He also handed a magnetic key to Praja Wijaya.
"Thank you very much."
"Together sir." The receptionist smiled faintly while nodding his head slightly.
The man stepped into the elevator and pressed the number 4 to get the iron box to take him to the place where Ardina was.
Trings
He came out on his own. The elevator is empty.
"Ah, I forgot to ask what number is Ardina's room. But if it's not the left side, it's the right side."
Praja seems to think.
"Eh, didn't I ask for one that was close to him" he said, noting that all rooms looked the same except for the number.
"What do I do to get Ardina out of the room?" Once again Praja frowned, trying to think hard.
"All right, I'll rest first. I have not yet prayed dhuhur."
The man went into his room to carry out his duties and then thought about how to meet Ardina in particular. He apologized and asked her to come back to him.
Lying on his back, he stared at the ceiling of his room. Ardina's shady face appeared there without a smile on her.
"You must hate me so much Din that you don't acknowledge me."
Instantly he remembered about the Selfina he had left in the food stall when it was raining hard. He quickly grabbed his phone to ask about the news of his new secretary.
"Fin?" call him when the phone is connected.
"Yes sir."
Selfina hissing.
There was a voice from across the phone that was a very disturbing noise joined in their conversation.
Praja.
"You're still at that diner?" ask carefully.
"Yes sir."
"Cong yet to come home? Didn't get your cab?"
"Can sir but I again ML first nihh same new acquaintance."
"Making love?" Praja guessed what was going on.
Selfina was just hissing, she was not in the mood to talk about such a sensitive matter at the moment. Unknowingly the secretary turned off the phone call because he did not want to be distracted playing games on his phone screen.
The man named Yudha was willing to accompany him waiting for the rain to subside by playing Legend Cars together.
Praja stared at her phone screen with a slightly irritated feeling.
"I thought he was," he murmured softly.
"Well, he can take care of himself. He also placed his electronic flat object on his bedside nightstand.
"Oh yeah, I have an idea!"
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