His Virgin Ex Wife
they're humans not pricks

Shanaz almost squealed as someone closed his mouth. Half-dragged he stepped towards the elevator. From the side, a free hand from the person who silenced his mouth pressed the elevator button, pulled back and dragged him into the iron object and repeated the scene of pressing the button.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief when her mouth was free. The two women stared at each other, almost glaring. That was... what? Shanas tried to quickly recall the incident he had experienced. He was in the office and Dhita took him back to the apartment. The two of them had just gotten out of the elevator and then, found Faith arguing with a woman.

Both are busy trying to make things. Just now they were unintentionally watching, witnessing firsthand a terrifying scene. Given how Iman and the woman they knew was Zahra, almost crammed into the outer wall of the apartment, they did... what?! guessing the pieces of the story and behind the scene when Iman buttoned the shirt, actually the two were doing what?

“Miss...”.

The woman in front of him quickly raised a hand then pointed in annoyance. “Shut up!”

Shanaz took a breath. The air inside suddenly grew heavier. The woman moved unhappily then loosened the blouse. Top two buttons open. He was then forced to remain silent, choosing to observe the reflection of the two through the elevator glass.

Holy hooch!

“I'm hungry, Kitty. When hungry like this, I suddenly thought. Ngeblank,” he said then stepped forward, leaning one shoulder against the elevator wall.

“I am a human, Miss Dhita, not a cat,” her correction and be rewarded with a sneer.

Usually Dhita will repeat-say the reason at length why he is comfortable calling Shanaz kitty. Starting from his nickname “Naz”, remind Dhita with pineapple sour fruit, then evolved into “Niz” so sweet. Over time, the call changed or the intention evolved into kitty, because usually many identify the sweet call with the cuteness of the cat. Thus the story of Shanaz's nickname change.

Shanaz is still carefully wary of Dhita's behavior. The Princess Mangkumulyo pulled out a cell phone. The next second he began to grumble long to the interlocutor through the call. It seems, from three languages - Javanese, Indonesian, and English - she could conclude: the Princess was in shock, given the events they had seen just now, and had a panic attack. Unknowingly, Dhita usually does it, using three languages when nagging or talking when uncomfortable.

Not always indeed, usually the habit comes out because there is another problem, an additional trigger. So without realizing it, his brain made the Princess cuss-nagging using several languages as per his ability. This time it may be that feeling hungry triggers his habit. It is the result of observations Shanaz can be found after paying attention to the behavior of Dhita several years, starting from Shanaz occupy the position as Rayya's assistant.

When the elevator had reached the lobby, the two rushed down. Dhita groped Shanaz's hand. The woman was forced to follow her broad steps running across the lobby.

“Pak Selamet has returned to the hospital. If I told him to muter ndak iso, he caught the clock traffic. Mumet-dizzy thought, Kitty,” murmured Dhita who was simply considered a hum for Shanaz. Given his breathing and the mix of various vocabulary, Shanaz felt like giving up responding to the sentence.

“We intercepted wae cab, Kitty... piye? How?”

Shanaz gawking. He thinks fast. First, why did they have to run? Okay.. they don't want to get caught for eavesdropping on the conversation, but. they're already in the lobby. They were free from the suspicions of Zahra and Iman that were in front of the passage. That meant, they could actually pretend to go back up, hoping that Zahra and Iman had already finished doing any activities in the hallway of the apartment. Then they break into the apartment and meet Rayya, acting as if nothing happened. Why did Dhita force her to leave?

When they arrived in front of the building, they intercepted a taxi. The taxi just dropped off passengers. It turns out that this afternoon the universe supported Dhita's desire to run away from this building.

Despite not knowing their destination, Shanaz is forced to follow Dhita into a taxi. He just wanted to ask where they were going, until he heard the taxi driver represented him.

“Where are you going, Bu?” tanyanya politely.

Shanaz peeked at the identity of the driver attached to the dashboard. From his pot and the sound of his stature, the man looked middle-aged.

Just sec….!

“Ke Sky Palace resto, Sir,” Dhita fast.

Shanaz gawking wide. Their real destination was just a catapult throw. That's to say, the restaurant is in the next building, in the Daus apartment, on the top floor. Why is Dhita in such a hurry to take a taxi?

“Miss?”

“Kitty is calm. Later we talk about our problems after eating,” he said.

Shanaz sighed. Dhita interrupts Shanaz's words. Though he just wanted to remind that the destination is just across the building. When they take a taxi, they have to turn. It... like crossing from GI to PI! Duh. incidentally, they look like dumb and dumber reincarnate! The universe also supports them.

Their taxi driver sighed, as if he felt an oddity. “Where are you going?” tanyanya.

“Sky Palace,” fast Dhita website.

“Yang in Busro Sejahtera?”

“Iya, Sir. Unless he opens again somewhere else.”

The man smiled then shook his head. “Mother want... take a taxi?” tanyanya doubt.

Dhita pats the head. “Kitty! Why don't you talk? Holy hooch! I'm getting hungry,”tukasnya.

The taxi driver cleared his throat. He may feel a little disappointed considering the passengers want to cancel the order, but if followed also the direction of the restaurant is only a few minutes and like, a waste of time anyway. If they cancel, the driver can get a chance too. Based on the regulations here, there is a charge from the cancellation of taxi orders and the man can find other passengers with further destinations.

Dhita then gave one hundred thousand pieces of money. “Pak, sorry. These are all tips,” he said casually. The cancellation fee is only one-third of the money. But for the Princess, a hundred thousand was not something big.

Dhita then again pulled Shanaz stepped across the apartment park, straight towards the building next door. Half-running with a crush, Dhita mengedumel, tugging the hand of Rayya's assistant. They rushed to the elevator and then went up to the top floor.

Shanaz then sighed when he saw the princess's clothes. He forgot how good Dhita clothes are. Not to be embarrassed, just the clothes of the woman was too relaxed. Just a combo shirt, knee-length pants and a simple slipper. Although the woman was wearing a T-shirt from Brand abroad, but entering a fine dining type restaurant wearing clothes so casual made Shanaz stroked the chest. If this is the name. Dhita is the one who makes trouble, but Shanaz is ashamed.

The woman wondered if the waitress would sneer at them? But apparently, a waiter who stood near the entrance instead welcomed kindly. It looks like he's been memorizing Dhita's face. Holy hooch! Shanaz forgot, this Dhita Mangkumulyo. Mengigat Dhita has a hobby of traveling around the mall and his work also makes him surround the shopping area, so approximately how many restaurant and mall employees memorize it? Maybe this Dhita has VVVIP access in all capital malls?!

Okay... Shanaz back melengos, found a moment commoners can’t date like this!

“This...we eat in private room, yes. We want a meeting. Not comfortable in such a kayak place,” he pointed to the visitor area.

What is Shanaz saying? For him, the sofas look comfortable even the lighting does not disturb the eyes. Not to mention, smelling the scent of food on the dishes the waiter brought, was an added bonus. Pangunjung was not crowded, even seen some benches are still not filled, quite far apart. Even if they chat, Shanaz was sure other visitors were not so interested let alone bother eavesdropping . But. Just be it you!

The woman followed, entering a private room. He knew that this room would be given an extra charge. Shanaz has experienced several times ordering restaurants and other meeting places for meetings or appointments with clients. Although Rayya usually prefers meetings in the office.

Inside, a tab is placed. That sophisticated thing contains a menu list. Visitors can view their menu and then place an order. From the first entry, Dhita mastered the advanced flat objects.

Shanaz tried to remember the menu of this restaurant. He opened the gugle when he realized that his memory was bad, his intention was just to save time. Later if Dhita finished choosing, Shanaz can know what to order. Fear if you look at the menu too long, the Princess can grumble because she was hungry.

The woman blinked. He knew how much money he needed to spend to eat in a place like this. However, he only realized that mineral water here is equivalent to a lunch ration in the office cafeteria. Then.a plate of fried rice here can make him buy a cart of cireng, welfare of the seller.

Shanaz sighed. He's on the deal, right? If usually for the office, he just stay pay-for-pay without thinking about the menu list. Rayya usually ordered it. He did not think about his food. If now... how? There is no agreement if the Princess will treat.

Shanaz only coughed when he imagined how much his savings would be spent. He brought a corporate card anyway, aka a credit card owned by the company. But it's just for office. For the needs of his superiors. Masa... for personal eating problems, he wants to wear it? After all, credit cards are debt cards, usury! Maybe he will be sleding his father if he eats too. Owe and plus riba!

Dhita put down the tab then looked at Shanaz. “Do you mind if I order? If you order yourself later. I'm a hungry wis, Kitty. Starving!”

Shanaz smiled.. “Nothing, it's okay!” he replied with gratitude because his finances were safely under control.

Dhita. “You will pay me a little while I want to force you to pay me?!” his lips.

Shanaz sneered but nodded in agreement. He blinked when he found Dhita watching him calm.

“Tadi... that... why?” tanyanya slow.

Shanaz. “Abanya, Miss?”

Dhita brushed off the forehead. “Tadi... that's Faith, right? She... why? Why is she perverted in public?”

“Ha?” shanaz asked confusedly.

“Kittyhhh! Why are you just hah hoh hoh? Mbok thought, what do you trade? Think!”

The woman sighed then looked straight. “Maybe Mr. Faith was just..”.

“Free? What the hell is just.... only?! Just fix! The Faith is again perverted with Zahra!” screech while hitting the table. “So he said... Grandpa wants to fool Mba Rayya? Same to him?!”

Holy hooch!

Shanaz almost screams as Dhita slams the table louder. “Ndak can! Anyway, I don't accept that Mba Rayya is made as obedient as Iman! She deserves better! We need to work out a plan!” he then grabbed Shanaz's fingers.

Shanaz just gawked at hearing it.

“We are now partners! Anyway, we have to foil Grandpa's plan! You... agree right, yes?!” hatch quick. Dhita is not asking but is forcing. Then what is Shanaz doing? What does Dhita think, fighting Ibrahim Busro is as easy as removing a prick from the shell? Suddenly Shanaz feels that they, he and Dhita are no longer dumb and dumber reincarnate. They may be a prick and be forced to fight against Ibrahim!