Don't be my Destiny Fox
Viral Spicy Noodles

A few minutes later, the elevator door came back on, and opened. Nania breathed a sigh of relief, while the man who was with her immediately sauntered out of the elevator. Nania went to the toilet first before going to her desk. He tidied up his clothes and untied his hair in the reflection of a wide mirror.

In the sense that everything was neat, Nania wanted to get out of the toilet, but the sound of incoming message notification on her phone undoes her steps.

"Mom wants to meet this afternoon, can you?"

Such was the content of the message Yanti sent, Nania took her breath in. Then type a message on his phone screen.

"Good ma'am, we meet at Abiswara Park at 5pm."

However, Nania cannot avoid her own mother, she also wants to tell Yanti something.

Nania was already sitting on her chair, Riyan passed by in front of her with a serious look and entered into Radit's room.

"You call me Sir?"

"You know what your mistake was?"

Radit sat on his oversized chair while leaning back. He stared at his assistant who was standing in front of him.

"Yes sir, I understand."

"Now, you're taking Mama's dress order at her subscription boutique as usual." Pinta Radit with her flat face.

"Good sir."

"Eits wait! Take public transportation, don't take cars, don't take taxis."

That instant also Riyan gawked, "But Mr__" He swallowed his saliva with fiber.

"Get me your wallet!"

Radit reached out his hand, asking for Riyan's wallet. "U-for what, sir?" With forced Riyan took out his wallet from the back pocket of slim fit material pants that he was wearing.

He gave the wallet with great force to Radit, in his grabbing of Ryan's wallet with a grin painted on the face of the CEO named Radit.

"Your wallet I keep, I give you 50 grand. Go and go home with the money."

A blue note is taken out of the drawer, and Radit gives it to Riyan.

"Yes, sir."

Naturally Riyan took the money because his wallet had been confiscated. "If that's what I'm going to do, sir."

"Hm"

Riyan came out of Radit's room, at the door he breathed his resignation. Nania who saw him became curious.

"Riyan, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't ask me why, talk about it later. I'm in the law."

The man answered her with a sense of melas, he lamented his own fate while holding a piece of blue-colored money.

Inside the elevator Radit grumbled to himself. "It's a big apes for me, Mr. Radit told me to take public transportation from Central Jakarta to North Jakarta. That's right, ck!" He's still pissed.

After Riyan was targeted by Radit, now Nania was also called to enter her room.

"Sir, you're calling me?"

"Hm, buy me that viral food, spicy noodles in the East Bekasi area." Pinta is very light. Of course, the idea is obtained from the search results on emba google.

"W-what sir, in East Bekasi? Spicy noodles?"

The girl was astonished, if no one else wanted to eat her Master. Is it because he deliberately wants to prank her.

"Here's the money, you have to come back before lunch."

Without reducing pity, Radit gave a severe punishment to Nania this time. The girl was still pensive in disbelief.

"Sir, it's 10 o'clock, where maybe I can go back before lunch." Answer Nania if there is any.

"Run now, or you'll run out of time!"

Radit gives Nania the keys to her car, obediently taking a small black object from the table.

"I'll excuse you, sir."

When it was out Nania immediately rushed to run to the elevator. He'll be running his time stunt this time.

"Dead me! How could I possibly return before lunchtime, as far as I know the food there is also in line."

Nania's face was getting panicked, she then stuck gas firmly out of the parking lot, her eye beads focused on stalking the entire street.

He became confused himself, yes how not to be the center of attention of passengers on the busway. The clothes that Riyan wore were very neat and quite expensive.

Riyan cursed himself in his heart.

'Si*al... They were thinking about me so much. I never saw a handsome guy.'

After getting off the bus stop, Riyan continues his journey to reach the boutique using an ojek, he orders an ojek online on his mobile phone.

If the other Secretary is still focused on driving while following the map from the phone screen attached to the dashboard of the car.

"Well, where's 36 minutes left."

He glanced at the rectangular object screen if it was still written 36 minutes to reach the location. Nania bit her lower lip, she was still driving with a sense of uneasiness.

Radit smiled mischievously in his room, while monitoring the GPS direction his car was driving on which road, from the PC screen on his desk it was.

"You definitely can't finish your sentence on this one, Nania." The handsome man was happy.

Delisha who was standing guard at the boutique stared in disbelief at the arrival of the man who had helped her this morning.

"K-sister Ri-yan.."

"Loh, you work here?"

Riyan smiled to find the cute girl in front of him staring at him incessantly.

"Yes, I work here. Um, can I help you?" Delisha became suddenly sprightly and spread her twinkle gaze.

"Yes, I'd like to take Mrs Mona's dress order."

"So soon, brother, let me find you first. Sister Riyan just sit down."

Deftly Delisha told Riyan to sit down and he immediately looked for an order shirt in a special closet to store the clothes that had been prepared.

"This is sister, a dress order for Madame Mona. Is there any more?"

Delisha gives a large box of quilted maroon red paper bag which is very luxurious.

"Nothing, I just want to take this order. Then excuse me, I'm in a hurry. Say hello to the owner of this boutique from Mr. Radit."

The man stood up and reached for the paperbag bag, then intended to leave immediately. But his steps stopped when considering the remaining money is only ten thousand rupiah.

Because Riyan from the stop to the boutique uses an online motorcycle taxi at a rate of 30 thousand rupiah. He could not afford to take public transport again to get to the boutique.

"Okay, I will tell you. Thank you, sister Riyan for visiting."

He thanked me for visiting the boutique to the customers who stopped by.

"Hm, what's wrong, brother?"

"Em, look at Delisha. Do you have any money?"

Of course Delisha instantly frowned her. "U-money?" He still doesn't understand. Is this guy in front of him gonna collect his gas money this morning.

"Yes, I'm not here to bring a car. Can I borrow your money first, then I'll definitely replace it." With a heavy heart and dispelling prestige, Riyan said the truth.

Delisah nodded as if she understood. "But Brother, I don't have any cash." The girl scratched her head which was not itchy.

"Is that so?"

Riyan was more confused, actually he could take a taxi to get to the office. But how can he pay the fare of his taxi, if his wallet alone seized by Radit.

Delisha is still feeling bad, "I-iya Brother. But Sister Riyan can use my bike." An idea came to his mind.

"Ah is right. You're serious, aren't you?"

"Yes, brother, here's the key to the bike."

The girl took out the motor key from her jeans pocket. Riyan grabbed the keys to the bike, because it was the only way he could get back to the office.

"Okay, I borrowed your bike first. You call me yes, this is my business card. We will meet again in the afternoon. How's it?"

Delisha could only nod in agreement, but she still did not quite understand the intent of Riyan. After receiving the man's business card. Ryan quickly walked out of the boutique.

He looks for the existence of Delisha's motorbike and immediately drives it. Delisha still holds Riyan's business card.

"What really happened? Why does Sister Riyan look so messed up. Ah let it be, what matters is that I have Sister Riyan's number. Hm.."

Delisha looks sparkling and jiggling ria feel infinite pleasure while holding the card.