Marrying a Girl of Papa's Choice
Part 117's. Who did?
"Anita's awake!"
"Anita, what have we done." Mert seemed to regret his actions. He himself did not know why it all just happened, which he remembered he drank a glass of drink presented on the table, he said, after that his eyes were firefly and before long they both began to get agitated and wanted to complete each other's desires.
"Merts! No!" Anita screamed as if Mert had made this mistake. The Mert School had it all planned out.
"No way."
"Mert you have desecrated me."
"Sorry, I'm sorry! I can't control myself." Mert who was sitting on the sofa began to lean his body holding his head which still felt dizzy. Squeezing her hair is frustrating. Baffled.
Looking right to left wants to blame whoever is there. But there's nobody. Just the two of them.
"I really don't know, I can't control myself" Mert tried to calm the woman down by touching her back.
"Don't touch me, I hate you Mert. You did it to me." Anita covered her body with her torn clothes. Brushed off Mert's hand violently.
Mert doesn't get the heart to see it. The man, who wanted a domestic girl to be his wife, immediately called a nearby boutique from the company.
The man wanted a shirt with a size M, which he thought would fit on Anita's body. Mert asked the boutique owner to send someone to deliver his order shirt
"Arghhh, why can't I control myself, what drink I've been drinking." Mert doesn't love Anita, of course the guy doesn't want any of this to happen either.
She is a victim, although she wants an Indonesian girl, she also hopes to have the girl she loves. Not a girl he doesn't know about his personal life.
Dizziness in Mert's head started to subside a little. The Turkish-born man began to think clearly. He begins to remember that Anita invited him.
"Anita, is it true that you tried to frame me? Did you accidentally put something in that drink?"
"No Mert." Anita shook her head.
"I don't know, Arsena has a friend like you."
"No Mert it's not for you? That must be mistaken. They must have mistakenly sent me a drink that wasn't my order."
" Really?"
"So they are wrong and you are right, then your seductive appearance is? Whose fault?"
Anita fell silent as she sobbed, she was so embarrassed by what she had just done. Mert is certainly not a stupid man who believes just like that.
"Then who is the man you're trying to trap with your cunning behavior? Does he work here too? Or the man you want is no longer single."
"Me and you are victims, Mert. I don't know." Anita keeps on tickling. She lies. However, he was still able to speak by shouting.
"Wait a minute, is Arsena the one you want to trap, so you can become the Managing Miss of this company? There are still women who want to hurt a fellow woman like you."
Finished tidying his clothes, Mert walked out. He wanted to sympathize with Anita's situation, but when he remembered the woman who made all this happen, Mert became lazy to be close to Anita, even he didn't want to share space and air with a snake woman like her.
On returning to the office, Mert met with an employee who delivered clothes for Anita. Mert showed me the space where he should take the shirt to the right person.
Mert never thought, why is he so unlucky today. First Arsena asks to have lunch with Anita, second she has to do bad things that she has never done with any woman, Perjaka Mert has ended up in Anita's hands.
"Argg." Mert clenched his hand and punched the wall.
"Mert, what's been going on. Why did you hurt your hand, it must hurt so much huh?" Andini approached Mert, Andini wanted to walk around the corridor for a while accompanied by Zara.
"Andini! I'm being ...." Mert couldn't possibly tell me the thing that had just happened with Anita. I'm upset with someone.
"Mert, I already know, but it's hurting myself. No use," said Andini.
"Try me to look at his hand? That's, really, my guess. It must be bleeding." Andini checked Mert's knuckle book. Mert's wound is good if left open must be very painful.
"Zara, please get me the PPPK box." Andini's orders.
"Okay Miss," Zara left immediately and soon returned with the box that Andini had requested.
Andini started cleaning Mert's wounds with alcohol and gave him the ointment. Mert started grimacing feeling pain. Andini invites Mert to talk so that the man does not focus on his injuries.
"There's no way your brother-in-law Arsena's very jealous." Mert said in reply with a small smile from Andini's lips.
Mert stared at Zara with a sad look, as Andini painstakingly bandaged her wound, while Zara helped cut the gauze.
"If it's like this you don't hurt Mert anymore." Andini said as she took off Mert's hand.
"Thank you brother-in-law." Mert is leaving. These few days he has had a taste with Andini's assistant.
Zara's a sweet veiled girl. But Mert is still waiting for the right time to say it all. Suddenly the fateful incident today has happened to him.
"Ehmm, Zara looks like someone has a crush on you."
" My crush?" Zara was confused by Andini's words.
"You don't see, Mert is watching you."Andini pinched Zara's cheek in dismay. The young girl's face immediately blushed.
Zara is secretly attracted to Mert, but the ordinary girl can't possibly have the courage to show it all. Mert is the third granddaughter of the Atmaja family. Whereas he's just a waitress having the fate of riding can work for Andini at Arsena's request.
"If you like Mert, I'll help you."Said Andini still teasing her shy assistant.
"No Miss, I don't deserve Mr. Mert." Zara lowered her face.
Andini shook her head." If it is not appropriate, God will make it worthy. We humans can only go according to His will."
"Zara is afraid to fantasize too high Miss, if the fall will hurt more," said Zara innocently. They both walked back to Arsena's room.
Andini saw her husband was getting ready to go home, tidying up documents and others, Vina looks downstream take the documents that have been signed Arsena and deliver new documents.
Andini observed her husband so busy, and worked carefully making Andini smile.
"Em, smile. Why ? More dear to see I'm diligent at work." Said Arsena who put the document into the drawer, Sequab glanced at his wife who was standing quietly.
"Of course, a diligent husband will be loved by his wife" said Andini.
After Arsena saw the clock on the wall at exactly two o'clock in the afternoon Arsena came out of the apartment. Employees rushed to the elevator.
"Sirrut, please go first." One employee let Arsena and her family into the elevator first.
" Dear, let's go in, they want us to go home first." Take Arsena with a soft tone of voice.
They really appreciate the boss to be willing to queue again after the President entered the elevator first.
Arsena clasped Andini's fingers gently, she treated Andini like a child who should always be watched and given attention at all times.
The employees looked at the woman close to the Boss whom he admired with round eyes, he could not believe his cold Boss had turned out to be so pampering his woman.
Seeing Arsena's romantic towards Andini makes them more amazed and feel like being treated full of tenderness also by his partner.
Their hands slipped off when the arsena had arrived at the parking lot. Arsena opened the door for Andini and Zara opened the back door for herself. After helping to put up the seat belt for Andini. Arsena just took her place at the helm.
"Master, fruits for pregnant women and special milk have been exhausted." Zara said that she had not prepared the special meal for her young lady since morning.
Andini is actually happy when free to drink a drink that smells just make her stomach nauseous and turbulent. But of course Arsena does not want it to happen.
"Well we'll buy it." Said Arsena who started running her car out of the company parking lot.
Security held other vehicles to a stop ahead and hinted Arsena's car was running first into the black street of the vehicle.
After arriving in front of the supermarket Arsena immediately parked her car. As he was about to get off, Arsena's phone rang incessantly. Andini and Zara went down on their own without waiting for Arsena who was still talking to her business partner on the phone.
Suddenly the figure of a man of large stature, wearing a binocular helmet and a black jacket. Deliberately riding a motorbike at high speed targeting the body Andini.
*Happy reading's.
