Will Never Let You Go
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Ara's heart was racing as she smelled the masculine scent of her denim jacket. His mind was immediately fixed on the man who had just returned from his home. Does the Eagle also smell the musk from his body?

Ara shook her head to shake off the no-no thoughts in her brain. Even if he kissed her, the Eagle would have asked him. However, seeing the man did not say anything and instead focus on feeding himself made Ara sure that the Eagle did not smell the smell.

Removing the Eagle from his mind for a moment, Ara's hand now reached into the pocket of the jacket in his hand. A scuffed business card was now plastered in front of his eyes. "Darmasena Nugraha" is the name on the card. Ara's eyeballs are rounded as soon as they read a position listed under the name.

"MARKETING DIRECTOR?" Ara directly sat her body in disbelief. His voice was loud enough to get protests from the next room, namely his sister's room.

"Whisper, Ma'am!" Gusti who was memorizing the biology lesson exclaimed.

Ara didn't ignore it. To make sure that the foreign man he met was the same person, he immediately took his cellphone which was charging and then he entered the phone number listed.

"Truely he is," murmured Ara saw a profile photo of Darma in a chat app. "But, why do people like him can ride ojek? It's so weird." The girl's forehead was wrinkled thinking about it.

After meeting the Eagle, Ara was no longer thinking about her wages that had become an impromptu motorcycle taxi driver. He believed that his kindness today might be replaced by another kindness that would come to him at an unexpected time.

"Crazy! Very cool you, Ra, can meet 'sultan' accidentally so. Where's the handsome again, ouch." Keyla says hysterically after listening to Ara's story after work. Like there was no boss he observed Darma's face plastered on the screen of his best friend's phone.

"What apaan, you, Key!" Ara grabbed her phone, then put it in her pocket.

"Dihhh .. I don't want you to see Mas Darma's picture. Inget you got Mas Eagle, don't be greedy, Ra." Keyla tried to remind with her clever advice.

While Ara rolled her eyes lazily. "Your distant support. I'm also self-conscious at times, anyway" he said.

"Yes, Ra, yes. You know, really, I. *By the way*, you why, anyway? From yesterday a lot of sensi. PMS again, right?" guess Keyla while stuffing her stuff into her mini backpack. Same with Ara.

The two soon moved out of the locker room where they were because the employees who worked *shift* the night began to arrive.

"Yesterday, tuh, Mas Eagle actually came to the house." Ara said when he had landed his butt in the motorcycle seat.

"Continue?"

"Yes, I was worried because I didn't come home. After that, yes, play regular kayak. But, when she came home she said Sunday night tomorrow would take me to dinner at her house because her mother's birthday. How do you think?"

"Surely you should come, Ra."

"Do you know what to bring?" chirp Keyla breaks Ara's daydream.

"Corno?"

Keyla patted her jidat. "Well, people if you don't like it must be a little different if we love goods. Try to think about his mother Mas Elang like what?"

"I'll try to ask. If you know, Saturday afternoon you're looking, huh?"

"Eum ... What, huh?" Keyla did the same as Ara did yesterday when she asked to go home together.

"Key!"

"Yes, yeah. Sorry, this is a kid if you want it." Keyla snorted bitterly that Ara was like this.

"Hehehe .. thanks, *bestie*. I'll buy you your favorite meatballs. How's it? Wanna don't?" Ara raised her eyebrows. The only sure way to force Keyla is to lure the girl to her favorite food.

"Sip it up." Keyla brandished her two thumbs with a sweet smile on her lips.

After that they wear jackets and helmets, then drive their respective motorcycles to get home immediately.

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