WIFE COFFER CEO
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The wind blew on Raisa's hair, making her long hair scattered flying in the wind and making a noise that was quite disturbing hearing, and, but it was much more soothing for Raisa than she had to stay in the husband's house, live one roof with the husband's parents who did not like it it was very painful.
''Who was Raisa's house?'' after a moment of silence, the Imam finally made a sound. His eyes focused forward, looking at the road he was going through. He carries a motorbike with Raisa sitting behind him.
''It's ... Mr. Hendrick's house, Mas.'' Raisa answered honestly. Both hands holding on to the end of the clothes worn by the Imam, Raisa was afraid to fall from the motorbike because her head still felt a little dizzy.
''You've been living with him for a few days?'' ask the Imam again in such a soft tone of voice.
''Um yes, I work there, but now I choose to leave the house, because I want to go back to the contract and so that I can be more free to visit Yumna's tomb,'' answer Raisa again. He still hides about his relationship with Hendrick.
''Is Hendrick not angry you came out of his house?''
''No,''
''Yes, you should have stayed in Raisa's rented so that Mama and I could pay attention to you. As for your meal and living expenses, you don't have to think about that, because I promise, I will meet your daily needs.''
''Mas Imam did not bother, I still have money to hold. Thank you, because I've come to pick me up.'' Say Raisa again. Raisa still holds Hendrick's black card, so for her daily needs she doesn't have to worry. Even Raisa already has a plan to go home, she wants to reclaim her parents' house which was taken by the aunt.
''Mas doesn't feel bothered by Raisa, Mas is happy to be able to do something for you. So you don't feel bad. Yes, same with Raisa.''
''Yes. We stopped at the front shop, yes, we had lunch there, '' the Imam bargained. Just as Raisa was about to get on her bike, she saw Raisa's face slightly limp and pale, so the Imam offered Raisa to eat, so that Raisa's body was bright and energetic. The Imam had thought nothing of it, and the Imam suspected that Raisa was not well needed during his stay at Hendrick's house, and he would not let Raisa return to Hendrick's house again.
''Yes, Mas.''
After arriving in front of a stall selling various kinds of food, Imam stopped his motorbike, he parked his motorbike in front of the stall, after which they walked side by side entering the stall. Once inside the stall, Raisa felt a little nauseous smelling the aroma of meat-based cooking. He then walked to the corner of the room, looking for a seat away from the food. The priest followed him.
''What do you want to order?'' the Imam asked, they were sitting in a chair. He and Raisa read the menu book.
''I want to order as little as a fruit Mas, I want a very spicy level, if I drink it I want orange juice, ''' answered Raisa smoothly, I don't know what she wants to eat fruitful food, I want to eat fruitful, spicy and sour. Hearing that, the Imam narrowed his eyes, and he said again.
''You are sure of your order?''
''Yakin Mas.''
''Are you not afraid of stomach pain?''
''No.'' Raisa's answer is short and sure. After that the Imam walked forward to convey to the owner of the stall about the food that was ordered by him and Raisa.