Don't be my Destiny Fox
Time to Play

"Zianka, you know,,"

Ka Zia reached out to the woman who was smiling shyly at him.

"Call me Zia." Said again.

The woman immediately returned Zia's hand with a big smile. It is great to make friends in this big city.

"Ara," he said.

"A pretty name, according to her face." Praise Zia.

He's not exaggerating, it's the truth.

"Ah, that's overrated Mba." Ara looks wrong behavior praised by women who she thinks are much prettier than her.

her neat appearance, with items that look expensive, makes Zia so graceful.

"Don't call Mba, just call Zia. Looks like our age isn't too far away."

Zia said kindly.

Ara immediately nodded in understanding.

"Let's come along, let's take you to the same house as Mr. Hadi."

"I also have a conversation partner."

Zia unhesitatingly held onto Ara's arm.

"Pak Hadi please wait for my rujak yes. I paid for it." Zia said as she walked towards the car.

"Yes, Madam."

Ara just stayed behind in Zia's gang towards the luxury car. The car is of course in the M bandrol ber.

Ara looked at Zia, feeling amazed at the figure of the beautiful woman who did not look at all uncomfortable holding her who was wearing market clothes.

It contrasts with the appearance of Zia.

Ara even felt herself and Zia like the earth and sky.

In the trailer and invited by Zia into his luxury car, like a dream for Ara.

This was the first time he had met a rich woman who was so friendly and kind to him.

Even to make himself a friend.

How Ara doesn't dream. In a city this big, usually the rich just want to be friends with people who are equal.

Then use the group as a socialite group.

"Still in the morning, don't daydream much." Tegur Zia's.

Ara smiled clumsily, scratching her non-itchy nape.

"You work here.?" Ask Zia.

"While looking for work," answered Ara quickly.

"It turns out it's not easy finding a job in this city with a high school diploma."

"It's like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Ara smiled shyly. He increasingly felt that there was nothing on Zia's appeal.

The beautiful woman beside him was certainly well educated, unlike her who was just a high school graduate because she had to work to help her family's economy at that time.

"The spirit, the sustenance will not run away."

Zia tries to encourage, which is directly in Aamiin right by Ara.

"He didn't run, but he had to be pursued like that." Again, Ara smiled in embarrassment.

Zia smiled because it was funny to hear Ara's words.

"You could have." Zia patted Ara's shoulder gently.

"So your family lives in Bandung.?"

Zia asked the question again.

He was still enthusiastic to get to know Ara further. Especially after knowing that Ara was looking for a job.

Zia was certainly willing to give Ara a job, given that Ara did look good and honest.

Let's just say, Zia is currently conducting interviews with prospective employees. Before being hired at a restaurant.

Zia knew well about the origin of Ara. From the answer that came out of her mouth, it further added to Zia's belief that Ara was a good woman - kind and honest.

In the end, Zia decided to hire Ara at her restaurant.

He felt sorry for Ara who now only lives alone with her sister after being stayed for a long time by the Mother.

Ara, of course, needs money to add to her sister's college fees that have just entered semester 4.

Zia opened the pot she had bought. Then offer it to Ara.

"You want to.?" Tawar Zia's.

"No, thank you." Refuse smooth.

"It looks like it is still too early to eat fruit, but not applicable to pregnant women. Because I'm also per,,,,,"

Ara immediately stopped her speech, remained silent for a while and seemed to be thinking.

" I mean, I've seen pregnant women eat celibacy in the morning." Ara smiled clumsily.

Zia nodded in agreement.

"Yes, it seems so."

"But this is the first time I've ever wanted to eat fruit."

"Tergiur because he saw some street vendors since coming out of the house complex."

Zia.

Initially Zia tried to hold back from buying, because she thought about the health of the content. But it turns out his saliva is not strong enough to be weathered.

The more you hold it, the more you want to eat it.

The trip from Jakarta to Bandung was short because the two of them continued chatting.

Mr. Hadi stopped his car on the side of the road, at Ara's request.

"Thank you very much Mba, sir," Ara said sincerely.

He only asked to be dropped off at the city terminal, after which he would take a public vehicle to get to his house.

"You sure you're down here.?" Zia looks was - was. Even though I just knew Ara, it didn't feel like anything would happen to her.

"Yes Mba, it's close anyway."

"Thank you for bothering me. Thanks for your work, I'll be back next week." Ara said sincerely with a sparkling face.

He was getting ready to get out of the car.

"Same - same."

"Let's just tell me you're back in Jakarta." Said Zia. Ara nodded in understanding. He got out of the car while continuing to review a smile at Zia.

Ara looks very happy because she can get a job in Jakarta. As good as friends and boss as Zia.

Something he had been hoping for all along.

...****...

Angga swallowed his saliva rough. Long enough to stand in front of David's desk. With his head bowed, not daring to look at David in the slightest.

Her hair has been bristling since meeting David's lobby and David gestured her to follow him.

And arrive in this gripping room with the cold that comes out of David's sharp gaze.

Angga already knows what his mistake is. Which made David angry to call him yesterday.

This morning, he'll get a penalty from David. According to the opportunity he agreed.

"You broke the deal.!" David Excited.

"I don't care if you feel sorry for her or love for her to help her meet Ciara and cross your boundaries.!"

David looked at me with anger. During these 5 years He trusted Angga very much because of his honesty and his work was always neat and finished on time with satisfactory results.

And only this time David was really angry at Angga.

Delivering Arabella to David's court would be tantamount to challenging David to war.

"Oh Vid, this isn't a matter of love." Angga started to defend.

"I did all of that on the basis of humanity. As a human being with a heart, I can't let a mother be tormented for wanting to see her daughter."

The defense that was launched by Angga, managed to make David insinuated.

"So you mean I don't have a heart.?!!" Grumpy David.

Angga shrugged both of his shoulders indifferently. How dare he answer David's question. Although it is true that David has no heart for Arabella.

His ruthless boss only has a heart for two women, Ciara and Zia.

"Ara will not take Ciara out of your hands, because she realizes she cannot give you a decent life."

"He just wants you to let him meet his daughter."

Angga said with a serious face. This is the first time he's interfered with David's personal problems.

Before, Angga didn't want to care about David.

But from the time David dealt with Arabella until finally Arabella conceived David's child, as a gentle-hearted human being, Angga could not see Arabella's miserable plight.

"It's none of your business.!"

"Since long ago I warned you not to interfere. Your job is just to keep an eye on him not to be near Ciara. Not the other way around.!!" David shouted.

"Now run your punishment.!!" David's orders.

Angga immediately gawked, but then immediately carried out his sentence with push-ups 100 times, after which he had to obey all David's orders.