
ON TRAVEL.
"sorry sir has troubled you". said kanza is not happy.
"no miss.. you don't bother me at all". said Tristan who focuses on driving.
I am so happy today Miss Kanza, I am the one who has helped you.
tristan car entered the yard of the house kanza. tristan immediately got out of his car and opened the door of the car kanza.
"you don't have to hold me, sir, I can still walk on my own.
"your knees are also hurt.you will have trouble walking, let me help you.
kanza was forced to say it. Tristan was riding a kanza ala brydal styl.
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digs
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tristan's heart skipped a beat as his face with the kanza was so close.
she is so beautiful, she praised in her heart.
tristan looked at the face of the sadr kanza. kanza noticed by tristan so uncomfortable.
"master...!! should you look at me like that". said Kanza disperse tristan reverie.
"ma-sorry". jawb tristan nervous.
tristan arrived at the door of the kanza house as he was about to knock.
"astaga mistress". peekik bi siti when she saw her employer had many injuries, especially in kanza clothes, many blood stains. "mistress why it could be like this.
mr. ujang who opened the gate approached them. "mistress you're fine.
"pak ujang bi siti I'm fine. this is just a small accident". replied kanza in a weak voice. he also glanced at tristan who was holding it. "mister..!! can you put me down. let bi siti help me walk.
"i'll take you to your room". reject tristan. "in kanza bi's room??". asked tristan to bi siti.
"a-there's an upper floor master". replied the nervous bi siti who just realized the person who drove her employer.
jeez is very handsome this young man. muttered bi siti.
tristan walked in and took the kanza to his room and at the ekori bi siti behind him. "it's the master's room.
arriving in the room kanza. tristan put the body of the kanza on the mattress slowly. "thans ya". said kanza slowly.
tristan is still yes.
"miss has gone to bed after I made her milk.
kanza sighed, she was relieved her son wasn't waiting for her.
"makasi yah bi. sorry to bother aunty". said Kanza with a sad tone.
"lady look". bi siti shakes her head. "the lady is not at all troublesome aunty. aunty is very happy to take care of miss nabila. miss a good child.
kanza smiled. he turned his gaze to tristan. "makasi tuan has helped me.". said kanza. "you are very good.introduce my name kanza. since then we did not introduce each other". kanza reached out his hand and was immediately countered by tristan.
I've known you kanza for a long time, but I don't have the guts to come near you.
"i'm tristan".
and again Tristan continued to look at the kanza with a smile his hands became cold because since then he was very nervous to be with the kanza.
"sir".
call kanza to try to take his hand off.
"sorry". said Tristan aware of his daydreams and immediately took off his kanza hand.
"your hands are very cold sir". said kanza. "bi can make him warm tea.
when bi siti will answer.
"no need to bi..". refuse tristan. "i have to go home soon. it's almost dawn". he explained while looking at the watch in his hand.
kanza nodded. "yes already...!! thank you for helping me. I owe you my life".
"you have said thank you so many times.don't hesitate with me". saut tristan. "oh yes can I ask for your number miss kanza.
"what's mr. tristan for".
"mmmhhhh this is about your car. I have told my people to bring it to the workshop.I will let you know when your car is finished in repair.
"my car castle". pekik kanza.
he just remembered his car.
"you do not have to think about your car. focus on your current health and multiply the rest to quickly recover". chirps tristan. "may I ask for your mobile number.
"he's mister".
kanza gave her mobile number to Tristan.
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