THE TWINS' LOVE SNARES
CHAPTER 3 THE TWINS' LOVE SPREE
Next morning.
Amman was getting ready to go to the office.
"Did Ammar last night not come home?" he murmured as he went down the stairs.
Arriving at the dinner table, Amman saw the mother who was already there.
"Good morning, Mah."
"Dear to you." said Aresha with a smile.
"Did Ammar not come home last night?''
Aresha looked down sad.
"Somehow does your brother think, if your father is not home he is free to go anywhere regardless of what you say."
"You don't have to be sad, I'll try to talk to Ammar later."
Aresha smiled faintly.
They continued their breakfast with a light chat.
After finishing breakfast, Amman said goodbye to go to the office.
Aresha picks up her cell phone and is seen contacting someone.
"Hello assalamualaikum. Nisa, you've arrived at the boutique yet?"
📲"Waalaikumsalam, Mom. I was still on the road, my bike suddenly broke down when soon until the boutique.''
"You better take a taxi, I'll have someone pick up your bike. Do not forget if you have arrived at the boutique you have to check what clothes we will design for fashion next week."
📲"Good, Mom. I'll run the errand from you soon."
The two of them greeted each other and the connection was immediately cut off.
Anisa is confused as to how to get to the boutique soon, she is already fifteen minutes late after work.
"No taxi, right? It's still morning." Nisa glanced to the right and left.
A red Mercedes-Benz stopped right in front of Anisa.
"Whose car is this?" muttered Nisa while continuing to look at the car, she was curious who the driver of the car was.
Shiny shoes look dazzling to the eyes of Anisa.
The driver got out of the car and approached Anisa.
"Master?" nisa said slowly when she saw Amman approaching her direction.
"Nisa, what are you doing on the roadside like this?''
"Look, Sir. I wanted to go to the boutique but suddenly my bike broke down, but soon it arrived at the boutique. Where the taxi is also not there, from earlier I waited.'' explained the hijab girl.
"Eh, no need sir! I'm waiting for a taxi alone, I don't want to trouble you." The sweet-veiled girl refused a subtle offer from Amman.
"Nothing to worry about. If you're waiting for a taxi, what time do you want to get to the boutique?"
Anisa was silent for a moment, she thought there was a point in Amman's words as well.
"Alright, I'll come with you." the hooded girl finally agreed to go along with Amman.
The two of them head into the car with Anisa who opens the back car door.
"You sit in front! I'm not your personal driver so you don't have to ride in the back" Amman said, preventing Nisa's hand movements.
"Sorry, Sir." Anisa switched to open the front door.
They both got into the car and the car drove towards Aresha's boutique.
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Ammar opened his eyes slowly.
"Argh, my head is so dizzy. This must be because I drank too much when Audrey was gone."
Ammar looked around, apparently he was still in the discotheque.
"Excuse me, Mr. here's the bill for last night's payment." the sturdy man who owns the discotheque gave the bill to Ammar.
Ammar's eyeballs glared when he saw the nominal on the small paper.
"Five million?" pekik.
"Last night many young people said if you were their friend and they also said if you would pay for their drinks that night.
"Damn! They tricked me." Ammar kicked down the table and took out a wallet to pay for all the bills.
"Thank you" said the owner of the discotheque when Ammar gave him two bills.
After the owner of the cafe left, Ammar grabbed his hair violently.
"Always, events like this happen again! From now on I won't come to this disco again and I won't get drunk either. What a fucking day!" Ammar continued to grumble as he got off the couch and went out discotheque.
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