
"Ofucking!" call Hendra who turns out to follow Arini's steps from behind by using his car.
Arini turned her head then smiled after knowing that the one who called her was Hendra. "Mas Hendra?"
Hendra pulled his car over right next to Arini and opened the door for the woman. "Come in" he said.
Arini seemed hesitant to enter the car. Actually he did not want to trouble Hendra. In addition, he also did not want people to think ugly about Hendra because it was too often to help him.
"Ehm, I'd better take a motorcycle, Mas."
Hendra knitted his two eyebrows. "Loh, why? Did Mas Dodi forbid you to come with me?"
"I just don't want people to think ugly about Mas Hendra. What else now everyone knows about my household with Mas Dodi, who is on the verge of collapse," said Arini.
Hendra breathed a heavy breath. "This is the last time! I promise you, I won't take you again. However, this car door will always be wide open for you, Arini. It's ready to take you wherever you want. Just say it, then I will take you to your destination," said Hendra, smiling.
"Alright," said Arini with a wry smile.
After Arini got into her car, Hendra immediately drove her to the boutique owned by Mrs Arniz.
Hendra glanced at Arini and noticed his appearance that looked very different today. The woman looks very pretty in a formal suit given by Mrs Arniz as her work uniform.
"You are so beautiful, Arini," said Handra, smiling sweetly at the woman.
"Ehmm, Mas Hendra could have. Maybe I look beautiful because all this time Mas Hendra often saw me in a tangled and coiled clothes. Then, after looking at me in clothes like this, Mas Hendra saw me differently" said Arini while watching his appearance at the time.
"Not really," said Hendra. "For me, even if you wear crumpled and coiled clothes, you still look beautiful. Really!"
Arini was embarrassed. He took a breath and then re-stressed his head. "Had Mas Dodi thought so too, maybe the affair would never have happened. It's possible that all this time Mas Dodi was tired of seeing me who was always tangled and coiled, while Anissa, the girl always looks beautiful with her nice and expensive clothes," said Arini.
Hendra did not dare to speak. He patted Arini on the shoulder as an encouragement for the woman. Not felt, the car driven by Hendra also arrived in front of the boutique Mrs Arniz.
"Thank you so much, Mom!" arini said as she waved her hand at Hendra.
"Either. Oh yeah, can I pick you up in the afternoon?" ask Hendra.
"Don't, Mum! No need. I can take the ojek," Arini refused.
Meanwhile, at Dodi's office.
Dodi, who had just arrived at the office, immediately stepped into his room. However, on the way to the room, one of Dodi's co-workers came and approached the man with a disheveled face.
"Dodi, Mr. Agus wants to talk to you" he said, patting Dodi on the shoulder.
Dodi looks confused. What else after seeing the look on the face of his coworkers who looked tangled. "What's up, anyway? And why does your face look so tangled?" ask Dodi curiously.
"You'd better meet Mr. Agus. I really don't dare to speak, afraid of being wrong" the man replied.
Dodi frowned both of his eyebrows, astonished. "alright. I'll be there soon."
Dodi also canceled his intention to go to his room. He turned around and now walked towards the room of Mr. Agus, his superior.
"What's really going on, anyway? What Mr. Agus wants to talk to me about. Ah, why did I suddenly feel bad like this?" muttered Dodi with an anxious face.
Dodi finally arrived in front of Mr. Agus' room. With hesitation, Dodi knocked on the door.
Tok ... tok ....
"Sir Agus. It's me, Dodi Permana" said Dodi, knocking at the door standing before him.
"Come in!" There was a male voice coming from inside the room.
Slowly Dodi opened the door and he immediately circulated his gaze throughout the room. It appeared that a large man with a half-plontos head was staring intently at him. The man's gaze looked so solemn and made Dodi's feelings even more uncomfortable.
"Sit down!" the word of the thick mustachioed man who is often called Pak Agus.
Dodi immediately entered and then sat in a chair that was located right in front of Pak Agus' desk.
"Dodi, today I have bad news for you," said Mr. Agus as he leaned back on the back of his chair.
"bad news? What's the bad news, sir?!" screeched Dodi with perfectly rounded eyes.
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