
"Let's go home" hans said
Whaaat! Going home?
But senior brother is waiting for me tonight
" e... fisya go home alone, fisya do not want to take care of mr. hans" said fisya smiling widely in front of hans
"I'll take you" replied Hans
"But fisya.." It's not finished fisya connect his sentence this man in front of him looked at him with a scary look.
"i'm gonna have you drop off, I'm busy tonight" Hans walked out of his own fisya in front of the restaurant.
"And one more thing! If I call you you have to answer it or.." Hans walked back.
Fisya gulped down his saliva putting all the fear of the tall man who was not far from him
"You'll know the consequences" hans went back on his way
Now I'm tied to him! Tied up with all the problems with him
Fisya walked through the crowded streets and was seen from afar a black luxury car stopped beside him
"Good afternoon miss Fisya, I was ordered by mister hans to mangantar you" the black-clothed man got out of the car and opened the door for a modestly dressed woman in front of him
"Ah is not necessary! Fisya house is close from here" said fisya
" sorry miss, I'm just doing the job of mr hans" the man insisted
Finally Fisya accepted the offer of the man in front of him and got into the car, on the way he just fell silent and looked out the window
"Miss fisya! I'd like to give you Mr. Hans' message" andre gave you a paper
Fisya took out a small blue paper from andre's hand and opened it and there was writing there
*pick up my phone, when I call!
Whaaat! I thought this was an important message, but it turned out to be just as precise as the command
"It's up, miss, please take care of your health and obey all the orders of Mr. Hans" andre opened the car door for fisya
Well how can I break his orders? If my life is in his hands
Fisya left andre into his house and headed straight to the room to prepare for a date with jorgi tonight
" yes?" Ask her fisya while combing her hair
"Don't forget to always pick up my phone" hans' voice was exposed in his fist, and the phone was cut off immediately
So many times have you reminded me of something so useless?
Fisya continued the activity of preparing himself, not much he prepared just a simple wear and wear it, tampa make up and other beauty tools
Fisya saw the clock on the wall of his room at 7:56
Immediately fisya came out of his room walking away from the house to ignore all his family who looked at him confused about the money he got in an instant
Outside the house jorgi was waiting for him in front of his red car, so handsome man in the eyes of his fisya
"It's a gift for you" jorgi gave a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates
My favorite thing, it reminds me of Johan
Fisya smiled and took it and opened the car door for the woman who always looked beautiful and simple in her life
The car took them walking around the city and stopped at a restaurant where the fisya had lunch with hans
This restaurant again?
Spend the night with a romantic dinner, and a whole conversation that brings the two closer together
"I want to show you somewhere! Well the place I used to go when I was feeling alone" Jorgi said, bribing his bacon
"really? There used to be fisya there was also such a place, but fisya is no longer there" replied fisya
"Why?" Curious jorgi, want to know the fisya more closely
"Too many bad memories" fisya took off his tablespoon
You're very beautiful and always look happy, but it turns out your life is filled with pain
Jorgi looked at the fisya and held his fist on the table while looking at him
"If so I promise to make good memories with you" jorgi's words made his fissure blush in shame...
In a row
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