
After the embarrassing incident ended, Mr. Malik did not hesitate to help Arini clean up his kitchen that looked messy.
"Okay, Mr. Malik. You better sit outside. Let me clean up this mess" said Arini who looked bad when the rich man followed to clean up his kitchen like a broken ship.
"It's okay, Arini. Anyway, I think it's my fault too. I came at an inopportune time. My arrival makes you have to forget about your work. Again forgive me, yes."
Arini nodded slowly and inevitably, she was forced to let Mr. Malik help her until the room returned to its original state. Clean and tidy, as if nothing happened there.
"Arini, today I plan to invite you to buy a wedding ring. Would you come with me? I promise it won't be long and I'll take you home soon after you finish buying the ring" said Mr. Malik, washing his hands in the sink after he was done helping Arini clean up the mess in the room.
"Yes, Sir. Sure oes. But, may I have a minute to change my clothes?" sahut Arini's.
"Yes. I'll wait outside."
After drying his hands with a washcloth hanging on the wall not far from the sink, Mr. Malik finally came out of the room. He returned to the front room and sat on the sofa. While Arini rushed to her room to change clothes and dress up a little, to make it look fresher.
A few minutes later.
Finished dressing up and changing his clothes, now Arini stands right in front of Mr. Malik with a sweet smile. Arini chose the best clothes among all the clothes she had. There was no way he would look like he was on the road with the man.
Yes, although not the same branded and expensive clothes as often worn by the late Mrs Arniz, at least Arini has done the best according to his budget.
Mr. Malik raised his head and noticed Arini's current appearance from head to toe. Whether what was in the mind of Mr. Malik at that time, Arini could not guess at all. Whether he liked Arini's appearance or not. Absolutely not caught on the man's face.
"Are you ready?" ask Mr. Malik.
Arini nodded slowly. "Yes, sir."
"All right then. We better get going now." Mr. Malik immediately got up then walked out towards the front porch of Arini's house. Arini followed him from behind.
Arriving on the porch, Arini immediately locked the rented door. Just then Suci passed in front of his house. He noticed the beautiful looking Arini then teased her.
"Ciee .. who wants to ngedate! Suitt .. suit ...."
Arini and Mr. Malik looked at him. At that time Suci did not realize that the man who was with Arini was Mr. Malik. As usual, he thought that Mr. Malik was Hendra. So he did not hesitate when teasing his best friend.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Malik. Sorry," said Suci as she walked away with her head lowered.
Arini watched Mr. Malik's facial expression closely. There was no hatred within the man's gaze the same as before. Maybe because the Angga case is over and the man has received the appropriate punishment.
"Come," asked Mr. Malik later.
The man walked to the parked car in front of his rental car, then opened the door for Arini.
"Come in."
"Thank you, sir."
After Arini came in and sat there, Mr. Malik soon followed. He sat next to Arini with a straight forward look.
"Road, Sir!" lord Malik's Letter to Mr. Kosim.
"Good, Sir."
Mr. Kosim immediately drove to the jewelry store subscription of the late Mrs Arniz. Where Mr. Malik often accompanied his late wife to buy various jewelry collections.
Not long after, they arrived at the store. A very magnificent jewelry store according to Arini. Arini even slipped when entering the building. Just setting foot in the room, an employee at the store greeted him. The employee welcomed Mr. Malik and Arini very well.
"Follow with him and choose the ring you like" Malik told Arini.
Arini nodded slowly.
"Good, Mistress. Come on," take the woman.
He leads Arini around the room and looks through the best collection of wedding rings they have. So many, Arini was even confused to determine which one attracted his attention the most. Because all the rings are equally beautiful and of course equally expensive.
"Well, which one am I confused about?" murmured Arini while scratching his head that did not itch.
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