Online Ojek Driver That Turns Out to be a Ceo
Chapters. 26. The Struggle for Ghazali's Love

"Enough to get here. Let me go home alone. Oh yes, take care of your health, pursue dreams but also have to think of your body and mind. Because the dream will not come true if your body collapses," said Zahra with a thin smile. Not giving much. Because it could be misinterpreted. Like some events in the factory also kosan.

This girl, why is it like giving me distance. Does this mean I should just stop. No, not Al. You have to keep moving forward. When will I see a girl like this.

"Allow, I'll make sure you're safe. That's all it is. I'll walk far behind you. Let's just say we don't know it's okay." Ghazali insisted on taking Zahra to the front of his house.

"No need, this is my area. There will be no problem. Don't look for excuses." Zahra also insisted on rejecting Ghazali. Because if the sister who saw the appearance of this man then it could be, the incident the other day repeated again. He did not want to, Ghazali getting closer to his family. Not because of what, Zahra is not ready if the mother to ask to end her bachelor.

Zahra still wants to work, raise money and achieve her dreams. He wants to one day even though he is married not too dependent on men. Zahra wants to have her own business.

He really refused. Do I have to be a forcible? Ah no, later this girl could lose respect. I know he actually wants to, just that his independence is high. He does not want to be considered weak and needs others. I had to be extra hard to take his heart. However, the woman must be protected.

"alright. I will not force. I believe you can take care of yourself."

Yes Yes That. If only you knew. I just got out of the clutches of a crazy man. You're kind. I know your thoughts are also only one .

The incident just now turned out to change Zahra's comfortable feelings for Ghazali. He again assumed that the man who chased him had the same mode.

Like something was weird about her. Why is his reaction back to antipathy? I better back off again. But when else would I have a reason to meet her?

"Zahra, I just want to be friends with you. Ah, naw. Actually more than that. Honestly, I'm interested in you. May I know you more closely? Guide me in order to use the right way, which is in accordance with the guidance."

Hearing the request being thrown out frontally by Ghazali made Zahra had lowered her head in silence. He tried to digest what the purpose and purpose of this simple man.

"I will not forbid your intention to know each other. Next week we will meet again here. You take Jaka with you, and I'll also bring my best friend Reva. We will both write a complete biodata that is typed into a computer. About what you should write. I'll send it by email. So give me your email address!" pinta Zahra, while giving a small note and ballpoint pen to Ghazali.

"Emailis? Why not just a cell phone number?"

"That's privacy. We're not that close to getting a mobile number" Zahra said, leaving Ghazali speechless. He must respect Zahra's principles. Maybe this is the way to get to know each other.

Okay deck, Brother follow your game. As long as you can see again whatever the conditions are no problem.

Ghazali smiled looking at the back of the girl who was slowly filling the empty space in his heart was getting further away. Absolutely without looking back made Ghazali smile bitterly, glaring at his expectations.

"This heart says it wants to express love. But I'm pretty embarrassed to start it all off. We met a few times. However, your smile makes this heart often timid when staring. My lips shut when I saw that smile. I can't say this heart is honest in front of you. What if you just stay away from it? I know you're avoiding men. I'll try to take your heart the right way Zahra. I don't know why I feel like being with you is getting better. You are the best."

Ghazali turned around, and he reached into the pocket of his pants as well as the hoodie jacket he was wearing. Apes! It turned out that not only the phone, his wallet also seemed to be left behind.

Cash that he has, he has given everything to the angkot driver earlier. Forced, Ghazali hung out on the side of the road until one of the drivers passed by to ask for help. Hopefully he finds an acquaintance, or someone who will help him. Because there was no way he could go to Zahra's house and borrow money.

It could have been suspected as fashionable from her, and it would have made Zahra hate her and then stay away from her.

"Remain you, Bro?"

"Over the story, tar I clearly in the contract," explained Ghazali to his friend fellow driver ojol. Not long after they reached their destination.

"This is where you live, bro?" ask the driver ojol who is wearing a green jacket that has been shabby.

"Iye, small, but quite unsubstantiated," said Ghazali while inviting his friend to enter. Ghazali also made coffee and prepared cakes that happened to be brought by Kazenia. It was also full of fruit on his desk.

Mama, a fruit shop was brought here. If I don't share it, it will be rotten.

And Ghazali put some fruit in the bag and then he handed it to Bejo. " Now, bring your children home in the house." Ghazali handed over a red crackle filled with fruit. Also the cost of riding the motorcycle earlier.

"Pake pay everything, like who aje! It's Udeh packed coffee, ame snacks aje Udeh barokallah!" the driver named Bejo. I don't know why his name is that.

"Oh yeah, Bro. For days there are people who are several times behind your nanyain," said Bejo, making Ghazali's forehead suddenly wrinkled.

"Who's Bang?"

"Two people, wear leather jacket color item. The vehicle doesn't know. Anyway, every day around the base camp is the same base for nyariin Abang," he explained again. Sipping coffee and biting the pancake.

"Who are they?"

"It just so happens that the children compact diem no one told you. We pretend we don't know. Because they didn't tell me why, bro. In fact, some are in the bargain money. Maybe, someone has opened his mouth," said Bejo looks serious.

"Sampek give me all the money, Bang?" The more confused Ghazali. What is this, his father's men? Thought Ghazali instantly felt threatened.

Because, besides Arkhan Sanjaya, this could also be an enemy of his father. Perhaps the news of him leaving the Sanjaya family has been leaked. All this time, he was very good at camouflage. Although out of the mansion, but Ghazali still keep the good name of the papa in the eyes of the public.

"I'm sorry, not ane Mao to interfere. But, you again there's a problem until you find someone like that?" ask Bejo carefully. Because as long as he knew Ghazali, this man had never done anything strange.

"Come, Bang. I am confused again. Feelings never cause people the same problems. Have a debt also not dah Alhamdulillah," explained Ghazali made, Bejo mangosteen.

"Abisin, Bang. The rest will take your child home."

No, you're a Baek bang. There's no way you're a drug syndicate that Intel's looking for.

Bejo shook his head throwing those ugly thoughts away.