
Chapter 101
The Dimas office..
" Please find out about the woman named Princess Hana.. He was the only son of a great businessman named Ahmad Subrata..!" Said Dimas to one of his confidants named Beo..
" Good boss..!"
" Yes, it's gone fast and I want to get her information as soon as possible..!" Say Dimas again..
Beo nodded then walked out of Dimas' room.. After the Beo passed.. Dimas' secretary came in...
" Sorry sir.. Here's a file that must be signed..!"
" Eh Mira.. It's so beautiful today..!" Say Dimas while menowel Mira's waist secretary..
" Ah father.. Every day says that..!" Spoiled Mira.. While putting the file on the table.. Dimas then read the file and signed it..
" You are indeed beautiful.. Let's have lunch with yuk..!" Say Dimas after signing the file..
" Sorry sir.. I can't..!" Mira..
" Why can't.. You never refused my request..!" Said Dimas who was a little disappointed..
" I'm not good with other employees.. They talk about us a lot..!"
" Talking how..??"
" Yes.. We often eat and leave while we still work..!"
" Lho.. I'm the boss here.. And I'm in power.. Why do you think people talk..??"
" Yes sir.. Because our relationship does not exist to the clarity..!" Mira..
" You mean what..? You want me to marry you..??" Said Dimas who didn't like to hear it..
Mira was silent..
" Denger yes.. I don't want to get married yet.. And our relationship is just happy.. So you don't expect more..!" Said Dimas who looked upset and died Mira himself in his room..
Seeing the Dimas pass.. Mira was crying.. His heart hurts.. While working as a secretary Dimas.. Mira always obeys Dimas' orders which sometimes look ridiculous..
Mira loves Dimas.. But all this time Dimas never said the word love to him.. According to Mira.. Dimas loves her too.. Seen from his treatment all this time..
Mira wiped her tears.. Then take care of the file he brought earlier..
(" Hello boss.. I've got information about Princess Hana.!") Beo said from behind the phone..
(" Oh yeah.. Kata kan.!") Said Dimas while driving his car..
("Hana's call.. He attended one of the top universities.. Already married.. Her husband was named Fadhlan Haidar.. He worked as a lecturer and also a Ustad.. Before marriage.. Princess Hana is not wearing a hijab.. Her sosmed account is named PutriHana'21.!")
("All right.!")
Dimas shut his phone.. Without saying thank you..
Meanwhile.. At the college Hana looks moody.. His mind wandered.. Fadhlan left early.. And his death.. Although Fadhlan said goodbye and kissed her forehead while Hana was still sleeping.. But Hana looks sad..
" Just go first.. Don't forget breakfast and heart bring his car..!" That's what Fadhlan said before he left..
" Woooy... Napa from earlier moody.. Think Cindy's on the suspension..??" Lola surprised Hana..
" dangerous.. Ngagetin aja lo..!
Lola seemed to laugh..
" Oh again BT.. Semalem I met together bokap gw.. You know not.. Time he mo soul mate his son same gw.. Pas tau if I've married the same mas Fadhlan.. Eh he really did his job Mas Fadhlan.. I don't like donk.. Trus I ask one of the bokap companies to be managed by Fadhlan.. But I think Fadhlan's not interested.. And that's what makes me feel..!" Said Hana while tidying up her book..
" Yes.. You can't take Ustad donk.. You should also appreciate his decision..!" Lola..
" Mas Fadhlan has not given the decision but my intention is good.. Let my husband also have a big name like bokap gw..!"
" Not that time either.. You don't see Mr. Ustad admired by many people.. Especially if he talks in college.. Many people respect him..!"
Hana looked to breathe..
" How should I trus..? I was watching Fadhlan in trivhin..??"
" Yaaa.. The important thing is that you try to convey your wishes and intentions to make Mr. Ustad.. See what decision he makes.. Don't let him be depressed by his decision just for the sake of obeying your request..!"
Hana seemed silent.. Then smile...
" Btw class is quiet too. There is no Cindy and Sandra..!" Said Lola again..
" Yes yes.. Try out Cindy's chat.. Tell me if we go home from college to his house..!" Hana..
Lola then pulled out her cell phone.. Then send a message to Cindy.. Not long seen a reply chat from Cindy who said that Cindy was at her parents' house.. It just so happens that her papa mama is out of the country.. And Cindy was waiting for her to come..
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Completed the course.. Hana and Lola headed for the parking lot.. Lola didn't bring the car.. As usual he asked his friend to bring home his car..
Hana's headed to her car.. But suddenly his hands arrived at a strangled someone when he was about to open the car door..
" What the hell is this..!" Said Hana who was directly staring at the person who was blocking her hand.. Lola, who was about to get into Hana's car, was surprised...
" Yumuu....!!' Said Hana who immediately shook her hands..
" Sorry.. I didn't mean anything.. I just wanted to apologize about yesterday..!" Said the person who turned out to be Dimas..
" Don't be rude.. Apologizing is not the way it is..!" Hana said very badly..
" Yes yes.. Sorry again, I'm so..!"
Hana did not answer Dimas...
" Who is Han..!" Ask Lola who did not get in the car and approach Hana..
" This is the proudest, richest, most cute guy..!" Hana kessal..
Dimas is smiling..
" I'm sorry it's not the richest and most saucy.. It is rich and delicious..!" Say Dimas while rubbing his hair...
" Huuweeek... Nausea I'm the denger..!" Said Hana who went straight into the car.. Lola was disgusted to hear Dimas.. He got in the car..
" Stop lo.. I want to hit...!!!" Hana..
" Don't donk.. I'm just here to ask for your phone number..!" Dimas..
" Sorry yes.. I'm not a gatel girl who loves my cell phone number same guy not clear like Lo.. Move lo...!!" Hana said that she had started her car engine and had Dimas in the way..
Dimas who was afraid of being hit was the end of his step aside.. Hana then drove her car..
" Fuck this chick.. Make me curious.. Even if you wear a veil.. But the look in her eyes was that she was very beautiful..! And his car is also a luxury car.. Lose the car...!" Said Dimas while looking at Hana's passing car..
***** Hayoo.. Dimas.. Don't matre..