Love From Mas Duda
Meeting Not Important

Prayers are performed before the magrib prayer turns out. He also took a bath of repentance first, then just worshiped and begged forgiveness to the giver of life.

"O Allah, keep your servant away with uncertain hope. Please don't let me fall in love too early with someone I shouldn't love,"

"Oh my God, why is Mr Bian so kind to me? My steps have gone too far, everything scares me, even ... even ...."

Wafa could no longer continue with what he was complaining about. Suddenly Wafa sobbed, the girl said she was so ashamed that she asked God. He felt that he had been guilty to his Lord a lot, by signing a contract with Bian which was considered a bad thing.

"I have to what if Mr. Bian tells me about the ownership papers?"

When Wafa folded his face, his best friend knocked on the door and said that Bian had come. Inneke also asked Wafa immediately to meet the handsome widower.

"Please hurry, I don't want to linger he's here" Inneke said.

"What's? I didn't hear you, Ke. Can you just come in? Besides, I was just folding my face" said Wafa.

Inneke went straight in, closed the door tightly, then approached Wafa. "Huh, hurry up a little. The rich man was waiting there" he whispered with a flick of Wafa's shoulder.

"Yes, it's done too. Why are you this? Where asked me to hurry anyway," asked Wafa still tidying up her hijab.

"Somehow I'm getting uncomfortable just staying here" Inneke said, sitting in the corner of the bed. "Wafa, how about we just stay at the hotel? Take it easy I'll pay" he suggested with a panicked look.

"Heleh, maksudnya apa, sih?" tanya Wafa heran dengan sahabatnya. "Tapi apa yang kamu katakan ini benar. Alangkah baiknya kalau kita menyewa penginapan lain atau di hotel saja," Wafa mulai memikirkannya.

Suddenly, Inneke's mind changed again. "Eh, Mr. Bian has prepared a place to stay for us, why should we go to the hotel? Dear money, Wafa, baby!"

Wafa's face instantly changed. "Oh, I'm the laziest that we're always talking about the end of which we don't find this kind of certainty, Inneke" he said.

"Why did you suggest staying at a hotel? Of course I want to!" wafa continued, ready to meet with Bian. "That's it, let's go out." take her.

Wafa saw Bian and his assistant sitting on the guest sofa. Bian looked very busy looking at his phone, while a pair of Zaka Yang eyes, were staring at him as if implying a word of threat. 'Astaghfirullah, why is Mr Zaka's eyes so glaring at me, huh?' inner Wafa.

"Good night, Mr. Bian," said Wafa.

"Night, Wafa. Please sit down," Bian invited Wafa to sit in front of him.

Wafa and Inneke sat down slowly, they were like innocent girls who were being overrun by a terrifying evil Mafia.

"Have you eaten, Wafa?" ask Bian.

Wafa nodded.

"Sorry, I'm not taking you shopping tonight. Today I was so busy that I left you with him" Bian said, to Zaka Yang. "What he told you about me, don't believe. He's a liar!" coined.

Zaka Yang could only be fixated because there was no way he could serve Inneke. Finally, when Zaka Yang served Inneke, it led to a debate and it made this man even more dizzy.

"Friends right. Come on, send me your account number, I'll give you a gift," Bian immediately excited.

"Wow, Daebak! Of course, this is my account!" it was with great pleasure that Inneke gave Bian his account number.

Shortly thereafter, Bian showed proof of his transfer.

"Well, Xie Xie, Mr. Bian! Xie Xie" said Inneke.

Wafa and Zaka Yang looked at each other, both of them to the astonishment of Bian and Inneke's behavior. "Sir, is this not excessive?" ask the assistant. "I mean, a—“

Not even Zaka Yang said everything, Inneke had already cut it off. "God! Whatdoes thatmean? Did Mr Bian make a mistake? You don't even see any form of generosity, annoying assistants, rusty singles!" Inneke until meledek.

The one praised also puffed out his chest. Make Wafa can pat her forehead. He felt that the situation was exactly when he was in his foundation. Just like Wafa is babysitting his foster children there and they are expressing their feelings by fighting with each other.

"Enough, you're all grown up. Why the storm, anyway?" Wafa tried to mediate them.

"Ih, not cool! So seriously you!" inneke protested, folding both his hands and leaning his back against the sofa.

"We're going to talk about something serious, right?" Wafa is a little annoyed with his best friend because the more familiar with Bian, it's the same that it will be more difficult for him to stay away from Bian.

Bian faces Wafa. "Yes, that's right. We're gonna talk about something important tonight."

They also discussed the ceremony commemorating the death of his father Bian which will be held tomorrow night at the Huang residence of course. Before the evening came to the memorial event, Bian was eager to invite Wafa to go shopping and buy new clothes to wear at night.

"Well, what's the new shirt for?" ask Wafa. "I happened to bring a dress that would likely be suitable for use at the event, Mr. Bian. I'll show you my dress" Wafa just doesn't want to add to Bian's debt anymore.

"Wafa, I apologized earlier. It's not my intention to insult you or anything. But in the event there will be many families who come and of course friends of business friends," said Bian with sincerity.

"Listen to me. Many of my family did not like my presence. In that show I don't want you to be humiliated, Wafa. I invited you here," he said. "Um ... and in accordance with my promise to your father and brother to take care of you here—" continued Bian, staring into both eyes Wafa so deeply.

"I believe I appreciate having brought my own dress. But please help me tomorrow night, don't you ever embarrass yourself, go with me tomorrow to buy a dress that could be on par with the criteria of the Huang family, hm?" Bian was actually also unwilling to say such a thing for fear of offending Wafa.

Inneke was ready to explode, he was just about to open his mouth, but was stopped first by Wafa by touching his thigh.

"Sir Bian, this is your family event. I wouldn't mind if you wanted to buy me a dress. I go along with what Mr. Bian decided to do" Wafa said with a faint smile.

From the look of his eyes, Bian already understood that this girl was being disappointed. The atmosphere became awkward, the four of them were silent to each other. Bian himself also felt he should not say things that lead to the discussion of caste, degrees and others.

'Forgive me, Wafa. Tomorrow, it would be nice to explain again the meaning of my words earlier. I know you're disappointed in me, please forgive me.' Bian became unsettled.