Wild Roses For Luqman
81. Wanted to pinch

Clara exhaled, before getting off her four-wheeled vehicle. Accompanied by his parents, and behind him were three employees, they walked into the company lobby.

After saying her needs to the receptionist, they sat down on the guest sofa. His view swept through every corner of the room that seemed to have a different concept from other companies. Calligraphy is everywhere.

Meanwhile on the top floor of the building, after getting word from receptionist Luqman immediately got up from his seat and tidied up his appearance for quite a while.

Although actually his appearance was neat and handsome, but still he was not confident. And only now did he suddenly lose confidence.

A few minutes passed, finally Luqman steady to step out and immediately meet the family of Mr. Andreas. He did not want his guest to wait too long.

For a moment he stopped his steps, when he saw Mr. Andreas sitting lined up with his family members. Luqman's gaze was on Clara. Because she looked more beautiful and her clothes were also as wide as her mother. Looks very graceful. It feels like a former housemaid, not worth it.

A few seconds passed with the wishful thinking about Clara, Luqman finally regained his senses and immediately approached his guest.

"Good afternoon." Luqman stood firm while smiling.

Mr. Andreas and his family immediately stood up and smiled at the handsome man before him. The two shook hands and hugged each other.

"Have not met for a long time, still the most handsome Luqman mas huh." Babe Clara with her distinctive smile. Making papa and the man he praised distract him. Luqman also looked embarrassed.

"Clara, what during the stay with son Luqman, have you always praised him? Ish, shyly know." Lady Anita pinched her son's pointed nose, so she grimaced in pain. Papa and Luqman laughed.

"Haha, let it go. After all, Luqman adorable face adorable when embarrassed that." Clara laughed with satisfaction.

He is happy to be back with his former employer. Wanting to hug him to vent his kangen taste, but soon mastering himself that it is not allowed.

"W-what, did Luqman praise me? I was so happy, and so moved, to get compliments from my own employer." Clara cupped her hands together in front of her chest as her eyes flickered beautifully, making Luqman tremble her heart.

'Why is she so adorable? Want to pinch, but fear of sin.' Luqman's reddened face held back the anxiety on Clara.

"Why did Luqman's face turn red like that? Should be the one who blushed that shame, right me?" Chirps Clara with her voice loud enough, so that makes the man wake up from his daydream.

"Eh..." Luqman reflexively rubbed his face.

"Clara, stop. Why are you so ignorant? Teasing your former employer?" Mom reminded Clara.

"Ah, this is just Clara's way to vent the kangen flavor alone, ma."

"Oh, yes. Let's go to my room first, in order to have a casual conversation while unwind."

"Later, son. We'd better check the order first." Reject mr. Andreas.

"Oh, fine then. Let's." Let's." Luqman directed his hand politely, pointing at the exit.

They also walked together to a truck carrying raw materials from the company Pak Andreas.

Arriving there, Mr. Andreas' employee handed Luqman a cloth sample book. Then the man opened and matched some with the shipment.

Feeling that it was ok, all the raw materials were put one by one into the warehouse.