Nafisa didn't stay silent to find out all the ins and outs of Wildan's efforts so far. She needs informants who can provide information.
Therefore, this afternoon Nafisa chose to meet with Nisa, who provided a way to apply for a job at Wildan's place.
"Excuse me, Bro. I want to meet Nisa. Is there anyone?" said Nafisa when she rang the doorbell.
The man standing in the doorway shook his head quickly.
"Nisa isn't there. She just went out with her boyfriend,"
"Oh, my goodness that child," Nafisa hissed exasperatedly.
"That's okay, Bro. Thank you for that. I'll say goodbye first,"
"Eh, keep stay at home," interrupted her sister Nisa.
"No need, thanks,"
Her sister Nisa could only nod her head. Nafisa really can not linger. The reason is today is the day when he made an appointment with Wildan to accept or reject the job that was offered yesterday.
Wildan himself asked for certainty from Nafisa to accept or reject the job offer. Honestly, that's the reason why Nafisa wants to meet with Nisa first before giving certainty to Wildan.
"Nisa! The needed turn has disappeared," Nafisa grumbled in annoyance.
She also tried to contact Nisa via telephone. Nafisa can't wait to talk to her friend.
"Hello? Nisa, where are you? I'm already at your house and you're not here. Really, the city even made your promise to run away," Nafisa's squeak immediately shouted at Nisa on the phone.
"Yes, hello? Nisa is in the bathroom. I have my cellphone,"
Nafisa swallowed hard. She reflexively pulled the flat object away from his ear. She eyes narrowed at the contact screen he was calling.
"It's true that I called Nisa. Who he is picked up? Is it possible that I can walk with her girlfriend again?" asked Nafisa in her heart.
Nafisa immediately turned off the phone.
While on the other hand. Wildan put down Nisa's cell phone, while the person who called her girlfriend turned off the phone.
"Honey, have you ordered yet?"
The woman in a black dress with slightly open sleeves wrapped her arms around her boyfriend's neck from behind.
The romantic moment is indeed not immune. But that's special for Nisa. Meanwhile, Wildan felt a bit uncomfortable with his girlfriend. cover like that.
"Nisa, Honey. Let go. Don't be so aggressive,"
"I love you, hmm,"
The woman instead of letting go, instead tightened her hands that were hanging around the handsome man's neck.
Without hesitation, even his face without permission came close to face's Wildan. One short peck managed to land on Wildan's lips.
"You haven't ordered food. I ordered first, yes," said Nisa, smiling charmingly at the man she loved.
"Honey ...," said Wildan, unable to think. He pinched her lips passionately. Even though he was actually uncomfortable, but if he was given bait from a beautiful and sexy woman like his girlfriend, Wildan couldn't judge it.
"Try not in a cafe, I'll make you sweat, hm," Wildan hissed in a slightly heavy voice.
"Haha, let's see, my dear,"
Nisa with her flirtatious style now goes to the cashier to order their favorite food. Wildan smiled sweetly looking at his girlfriend who walked away.
In a split second, Wildan immediately moved his head. He just realized he wanted to have a serious talk with his woman.
Almost about 2 minutes Wildan sat alone at table number 5.
Waiters had already brought the order that had been ordered by the woman.
"Why with you, honey? Why not drink it?" said Nisa looking at Wildan with a look of astonishment.
After all, the man had rolled his eyes. And Nisa knew that a thought had slipped into her male brain.
Wildan cleared his throat for a moment. His eyes were now on his girlfriend.
"Honey, are you friends with Nafisa?"
Nisa reflexively leaned her back. Her body staggered backwards because she was slightly startled at such a question.
"Y-yes, honey. How do you know?"
"This,"
Wildan thrust his flat object on the table. Nisa who is treated like that still doesn't understand. Nisael picked up the flat object curiously. The problem is Wildan only gave the flat thing that belonged to him.
"The relationship?" Nisa asked still not understanding.
"Earlier, a contact named Nafisa contacted you, dear. She seems to be looking for you,"
"Oh yes?" Nisa asked enthusiastically.
The next second, she immediately checked the call on his phone.
And sure enough, a contact named Nafisa had contacted Nafisa.
"Hello, Nafisa?" said Nisa first when the telephone line was picked up on the other side.
"Nisa? It's you?" said Nafisa on the other side.
"Sorry, it was my boyfriend who adopted me. Oh, I forgot that today we have an appointment. I swear didn't mean to not keep my promise. Where are you now?" great-grandson Nisa asked a little panicked.
Even though she asked the position, can already know that her friend must be at his house.
"I think you don't remember your promise. I'm still at your house! Your brother can't bear to let me go home empty-handed. When are you coming back? I want to meet the owner of Wildan," Nafisa explained over the phone.
"Fix, you go straight to the cafe. I'm here with the owner,"
"You said you were with a boyfriend?"
Nisa chuckled. She glanced at her boyfriend.
"My boyfriend is my owner. Just come here, at the Pay cafe. Wait, baby, don't forget to bring... uh, honey!" Nisa shouted in surprise.
Before the conversation was finished, the telephone connection, Wildan immediately snatched the flat object
He turned off the call unilaterally. After that, give her boyfriend's flat object back.
"You, uh! I haven't finished talking, honey," annoyed Nisa, not accepting it.
"This is the moment for the two of us. You've been on the phone for too long, honey. You've already told him the address. You don't need to talk too long,"
"Hm, that's right. Well then, let's enjoy the moment together," Nisa no longer pouted. His hand now intends to bribe grilled rib steak into his girlfriend's mouth.
But Wild shook his head slowly.
"Honey, I want to ask you something," said Wildan while holding Nisa's hand in front of his face.
The woman lowered her hand. His face looked serious.
But for a split second, Nisa chose to chew the grilled rib steak.
"What are you talking about, honey? Hm?" She asked with her mouth full of food.
"That's the one who called you, Nafisa, who lives in the new village, right?" asked Wildan with a questioning look.
"Ho'oh, you know her?"
"That means she wants to work with me, right? Is she really your friend?" asked Nisa.
"Yeah, she's the one who wants to work with you. My high school friend, dear. Gosh, I didn't know you knew at first that you had met him." Nisa replied not surprised. Instead, she seemed delighted to know this fact.