
"Where the hell is the brash boss. Cook yes I stay, I am not late this is also at half nine less five minutes. Last call was also not clear tell waiting where, ngabarin also suddenly it's very nice anyway I want claw clawed handsome face." Della's frustration has doubled. The bad mood got worse. Della punches the air in front of her not caring about others who look strangely at her, imagining that what she fists is not the wind but the face of Aiden who is very annoying.
Until a burly man approached Della.
"I'm sorry is it that a lady named Fredella Geneva?" He asked with a baritone voice that made Della shocked. Della immediately neutralizes his heart and looks at the man suspiciously from where he knows his full name while Della alone does not know the person who is now standing next to him.
"Yes, who are you?" della was asked.
"Oh I'm one of Mr. Aiden's bodyguards who happened to be assigned to deliver Miss Della to the plane. Mr. Aiden is already there." Della breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let's miss" he said politely but firmly. Della got up from her seat and started walking with Aiden's bodyguard who stepped in front of her.
"Wait for the bodyguard." The bodyguard stopped his steps and approached Della who was standing straight behind him.
"What's wrong, miss?" he was in front of Della.
"I have not been given the ticket as Mr. Aiden automatically I can not get into the plane, right?" said Della.
"Let's just relax, miss, Mr. Aiden went there on his private plane without using any tickets, just broke through the clouds and then until deh." Della stared in wonder at Aiden's bodyguard, it turns out that behind his stocky and sturdy body there is a comedic nature there.
"Let's continue the tar if it's too late Mr. Aiden can be angry, I also affected," he said as he turned around leaving Della who was still standing behind.
"Ih om bodyguard wait for dong, the weight of the suitcase," cried Della who began to walk following the bodyguard.
"Yes lady why not say from earlier if it is heavy, there will be me who is ready to help. Yes, I brought it."
"Only insensitive, so the guy must be sensitive, you know, pity the girl omentar if om not insensitive." Della hands over her suitcase and aligns herself next to the bodyguard and goes back to walking.
"Said the lady, too. Every day my wife gets angry and gets angry, she says, I don't understand, don't care, it's not sensitive. Even though I work for him, what does he want me to buy but why is still angry yes non?" ask bodyguard. Della looked towards Aiden's bodyguard with a frown in wonder. Owh again confided in the fact that Della thought with a smile.
"Maybe he's not romantic with his wife. Usually the girl likes a guy who every day is romantic, kiss the forehead before leaving for work, embrace him if again cooking, help settle the house. Or if you already have a child to help take care of him, change his diaper, bathe his baby, make milk or food for him must be his wife mengeneng and not angry anymore deh," della was at length.
"Hmmm, that's non." The bodyguard was a clear sign of what Della was saying.
"I am suspicious of you. Did you never say what I was talking about to your wife?" ask Della to investigate.
"Hehehe is never non, I am romantic with my wife if there is another want for example ahem soan." Della patted her own eel, just as his wife was angry that her husband had never helped her, romantic also if he wanted to do basic male relationships.
"Later if you've been at home practice deh om my speech earlier," said Della.
"Thank you, when will I see you again." The bodyguard saluted Della, and she immediately stepped into the plane.
Della is glued to the contents of Aiden's private plane. It was very luxurious for him. Until he thinks it's right now he's on a plane not in someone's house.
"Wow amazing" he said. Della continues to observe every inch of Aiden's plane without her knowing Aiden has been sitting sweetly on one of the chairs facing straight towards Della.
"Ngapain's still there, sitting down." Della is shocked by Aiden's voice, without a word Della obeys Aiden's words and immediately sits in one of the chairs.
"Why is it late?" Aiden asked when Della was already sitting sweetly right in front of him.
"I'm not late sir, I got here at half-nine less five minutes" said Della casually.
"Where there are people now it's half hour nine over ten minutes, you're ten minutes late, the flight is delayed because wait for you a long time," said Aiden who did not want to lose.
"Cock on me sir. My man is not late, I was waiting for the old father uh it was already sitting sweet here," Della's nagging did not accept.
"That's why if you tell me don't suddenly plus if you give clear info. I have not picked up, slander people late even though he himself is late," said Della Lirih.
"Did you say so you're guilty of me being late?" sentak Aiden's.
"Yes yes sir. I was waiting for you, where I was late" said Della.
"Originally you know yes I've been here waiting for you," said Aiden while pointing at Della's face.
"It's common for you not to use face pointing." Della brushes Aiden's index finger.
"The number if the talk is filtered first do not just talk about the fall of fitnahkan." Della turns her eyeballs lazy. "No, no, yes gini" he said.
"What did you say?"
"Ck I forgot to bring the glass sir, it would be that I can not read later," said Della, but the insinuated seems not to feel.
"There is a big glass to the toilet if you want to go," Aiden said, pointing to the toilet not far from them.
"Father does not want to come, we are together with yuk to be self-aware," said Della who emphasized the word self-conscious in front of Aiden, then Della stood up from her seat to the toilet and ignored Aiden who was emitting a look of annoyance.