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Chapter 7

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I counted in my heart as my phone rang and displayed the name of someone I was reluctant to call. But I have to say this time, 'Lian' and I have not changed that name at all with the real name of the object. Ah, it's really just ruining my mood, because tonight I have to make an invoice to send to that handsome guy.

"Hello. What's?" I said when I picked up the call from Aditya.

"Don't get angry keep dong, Yaya. At that time you immediately hung up my phone, I was confused how it would be. It's just a name on the account, and you never have my real name."

"It's over?"

"Huh?"

"I'm busy, Li. Uh, Adit. I'm too busy."

"I? Ciyeh I'm not lo anymore. So now we're wearing me you, huh?"

I turned the puffed-up eyeball, "bluff. Ordinary times, in my village say that."

"Yes, dear Yaya. Sorry for upsetting you" Adit said, sounding sincere.

"You're not in my position, so it's good to be able to say that. I can tell you, almost everything about me you already know. You never told me anything. It felt like a betrayal," I said at length expressing my anger that had been held back since this week.

"I know if I'm wrong, I don't have any stories to tell you. Because I'm honest, I'd rather be a listener for all your stories. And you never ask me anything yourself."

For the umpteenth time I kept quiet, I did not know what to comment because what Adit said earlier was true. I always lose arguments with Adit, maybe because he's used to doing it in the courtroom. Systematic language, very different from me who used to argue with field workers.

"Don't think things out, you're a habit," she said, apparently knowing full well that I'm building an immune system in my beautiful brain.

"Okay. I was wrong to never ask about your personal life and your real name. But at least you offer yourself to dong's story, instead of staying silent like this year. Your origin is severe," I'm still upset and pour all my frustration on Adit who's not entirely wrong. My son has to win here.

"alright. Sorry, I was wrong. I should have been more sensitive," he said, sounding soft after before he slightly emphasized his sentence.

"When are you home?" I asked with ketus.

"Kangens? A hum?" tanyanya is seductive.

"No. I just ask when you come home. Then thank you for making me embarrassed in the office, making me begrudged by office people. Wear say all prospective husbands, bothered."

"The name is also effort. There's no harm in trying, how to know you're devastated and want to be Miss Halindra."

"What if I'm 3 years younger than you? No problem either. Do you have a problem if I'm younger than you?" tanyanya sounds annoyed.

"No, anyway. It's just weird, "I answered then and made me have to hear a growl from across the street.

"Where is today?" asked Adit who seemed reluctant to continue our previous conversation.

"It's thick because you've made me ashamed in the office, but thank God this afternoon was given the same sustenance of God, meet handsome clients in the service of Allah."

"Oh. Really handsome?" all I know is that right now I must be upset.

"Woiya's clear. What a mantab, soul taste," I replied excitedly as I got up from my seat and walked into the bedroom to grab the laptop from the backpack.

It seems like tonight I do not want to work in the workspace, I better do it in the bedroom alone while lying on my stomach in bed. Comfortable and soft. If you sleep, bodo very much with other things. The most important thing is that the apartment door has been locked, the door to the balcony has also been locked, and the curtains have all been closed tightly. Safe. There will be no ghosts peeping.

"It's very exciting to talk about handsome guys, so the more inferior I have this mediocre look," he said sounding a little mocking in my ear.

"I told you, want your face as well as the edges to be a carcass. No need to say weird," I annoyed while pressing the power button laptop that I had placed on the mattress, and now I was positioning the pillow right under my chin. The goal is that my body is well supported, although according to the doctor this is very bad for the bones, but I need this position.

The laptop has turned on, and the entire app display is already plastered on the screen. Time to move the finger over the keypad to open the folder containing the invoice of my design services work. Usually I only write down the value of down payment (DP) work only, but this time I write down all the total bills that Baihaqi must pay. Because I don't want to surprise people with the value I'm going to give this time, because what my client is asking for is quite interesting and can't be done in a short time.

"What are you doing, huh? I think I heard it there riweh really."

"Nyalain laptop while setting the prone position that is good for the invoice to be sent to the handsome earlier," I replied sekhenya, hopefully he can hear my voice clearly because now this call I set with a loud voice.

"Super handsome, huh? Until you have to call it a client," Adit's annoyed is clear from his changing tone.

"Hmmm, sure. Usually, right, my clients are already very Fathers or not Mothers. Even if he is young and handsome, there must be his wife. Well, this one is handsome, well-established, beautiful, and -astaghfirullah my brain enzyme thing," I continued in my heart to the final sentence.

"Why not continue? And what?" ask Adit curious.

"No, the wrong server."

"Basic bawdy!"

I just laughed, yeah, how else would he know enough about me. Including my wild brain whenever discussing handsome men, though I rarely do if really in a conscious state. Because the rest is spontaneous actions that I can't control when it's time to get out of my mouth. After that we only discussed the case handled by Adit in Sumatra there, from Adit I learned a lot. Because I'm just a layman who doesn't really understand the law, what the right structure is, and what the technicalities are.

"I'd like to recommend you to Papa. Mana knows he needs a lawyer to dampingin legal team, because as far as I know there are only staff who graduate law. But there's no legal practitioner like a lawyer or an advocate or anything like that as a companion."

"Maybe, all PDKT are the same as prospective in-laws," he said that made me break the lazy eyeball to respond.