Love You, Mr Shin!!
26. Adrian..?

Ting..Ting..Ting...Ting...Ting..Ting..

Entry type email and password successfully. A new page on the computer screen. And it was the apparition that the makers of Dhiarra held their breath once more. The picture of the pretty clothes that appeared was his. The six models of clothes that Shin had approved last time.

Data in each model. There have been produced some clothes that are ready to be launched. Not much indeed, only a few strands will be offered by the Shin's Garment company. Dhiarra's forehead is slightly wrinkled. Turn your head to Shin..

"Why just a few sheets, Mr Shin? What do you plan to offer with...," Dhiarra's questions hang, doubt and disdain. Like I can't believe it's like..

"Do you understand, Dhiarra..?" those eyes were staring at Dhiarra.

"Just guess, Mr. Shin..," tried as calmly as possible to answer.

"Yes, my friend's work will be limited. But I will label it at a fantastic price," Shin kept silent for a moment. Go back to talking by continuing to pay attention to the girl's delicate face.

"I want to see your friend as soon as possible. Which one he likes.. Massive production at a reasonable price, or something like this? Very limited, but very high value?" the eyes are getting closer to staring.

"I think my friend just went along with my verdict and Yuaneta, Shin..!" unconsciously, Dhiarra replied in a rather loud tone.

Shin looked ordinary, just raising a little pair of thick eyebrows.

"It's not that easy, Dhiarra. I admit your friend's design is pretty good. I don't want to overshadow. You're just intermediaries, what if it turns out you stole your friend's work. And one day your friend accused me of being a container? My company will shake. You got it..,?" shin's tone was very firm.

Dhiarra pensively for a moment.Very understand what Shin discussed. It is a threat and it is easy to happen. But how is this...? The designer is confused himself.

"Okay, I get it. I'll try to talk to my friend, Mr. Shin." like without Dhiarra's energy talking. What this says might be real.

Actually Dhiarra could not bear to hide anything. And this time it feels really good.

"Dhiarra..," it seemed like Shin was already about to leave the room. The man had moved near the door.

Dhiarra who was looking at it looked at asked without a sound.

"The marketing of your friend's clothes is pretty good. Look at the booking curve. Not launched yet, but it's been ordered out. And for the order to follow, the price of course I make higher. So I really wanted to meet that designer,"

"It's not that I'm a snob (pelit), but no matter how big the marketing results, I'll give it to your friend, Dhiarra.", Shin's voice was soft but like a hum in the girl's ear.

Dhiarra's lips continued to close. Looking at Shin who was also still silently staring at him. Dhiarra understands very well. Shin wasn't a businessman yesterday afternoon. The man was of course more shrewd than a paddy eel.

Chequek..

The one who suddenly opened the door was Faiz. The withered man was stunned for a moment looking at Shin, then Dhiarra.

"What kind of, Iz..?" Shin turned towards Faiz.

"Not yet, sir. But the young Indonesian merchant will come alone tomorrow afternoon, making a direct visit to our company, Mr. Shin..," Faiz explained to the master very clearly.

"How many people?" Shin asked looking at Faiz

"Two people..," Faiz said half in doubt.

"The young Indonesian businessman took the Malaysian rental assistant, Mr. Shin..," Faiz explained.

"So, he came to Malaysia himself?" there was something Shin asked.

"I don't understand that, Mr. Shin," Faiz looked at Dhiarra. The girl who seemed silent earlier.

"Who is the name of the young businessman, Iz.. Really, Adrian..?" Shin continued asking again.

Hearing Shin's question just now. So surprised is Dhiarra. The name of the young Indonesian businessman who will visit it, Adrian..? Nanar looked at Faiz.. Awaiting answers..

"Emm...," Faiz was opening his phone. The mouth has moved. "Yes right, Mr. Shin. Adrian Dibyo Matarmaja ..,"

Like being struck by a flying bird, Dhiarra was even more shocked now. The breath that had been held, had become stuck very difficult to exhale. Dhiarra felt very pounding in curiosity.

Adrian..Adrian Dibyo Matarmaja is the name of his girlfriend. Could it be that the name was also owned by someone else? Both fashion entrepreneurs from Indonesia and young... But it feels impossible! This Adrian Dibyo Matarmaja must be his girlfriend! Dhiarra was very sure, as if there was an inner bond with the owner of that name..

"Eh, Dhiarra..! You see much staring? What's hal..?" from that moment on, Faiz kept glancing at Dhiarra.

"Nothing, bang Faiz. I'm a new worker, I'm just following your talk..!" the girl is kink. Covering the contents of the head that is convoluted.

"Dhiarra..!" obviously, this stereo sound was from Shin.

"What, Mr. Shin..?" Dharra tries to refocus. Shin had been at the door facing towards her.

"This is your first day. Especially today, just go home at noon. Make coffee first before going home..," the voice is not loud, but still firmly heard.

"Siip, Mr. Shin..!!" Dhiarra exclaimed as he jumped to his feet, his joy could not be covered.

The gorgeous widened mouth clenched slowly, feeling aware that it was disrespectful. Faiz and Shin were both raising their eyebrows at the careless response of Dhiarra. The pleasure turned instantly tense..

Chequek..

Legacy...Luckily Shin didn't care. The man had slammed the door. Dhiarra breathed out and felt very relieved.

"Dhiarra.... It's so nice to come home so fast, where are you going..?!" Faiz called out softly from his desk. Dhiarra smile.

"Not to see you, bang Faiz..," Dhiarra sat down again in the chair.

"Don't come home late, your uncle doesn't like it..!" Faiz again exclaimed.

"Thank you, bang. I got...!" the girl nodded.

Silent...Two people are different genres and the country is back on the screen comp each. Impressive and focused..

In fact...It seems that concentration, being head and feeling like exploring the whole country...