Aziz stared at Wyne, asking for an answer as to why Kate's granddaughter looked strange during work hours. This gaze made Bella's mother rack her brains to give a proper and reasonable answer.
"Um, sir-" Wyne spoke while glancing at Ricardo who seemed to be smiling in amusement while occasionally rubbing the surface of the man's nostrils, "This man-" pointing at Gordon's grandson, "Earlier he said this, "Mbak, sorry, your hair smells musty." A story was made up that the man said his hair smelled musty.
Ricardo gasped, looking at Wyne in exasperation. He didn't say that Kate's granddaughter's hair smelled musty.
"Then I smelled my hair," Wyne ignored the CEO's amused look, continuing her story, "Turns out it smelled musty. So I covered it with a scarf."
How Ricardo wanted to hug and kiss Wyne's face in delight, because she dared to accuse him of saying that Kate's granddaughter's hair smelled musty, so the woman wore a scarf.
"Ooo, okay-" Aziz was forced to believe Wyne's lies, "Then why are you wearing a face mask and sunglasses?" pointing to the face mask and sunglasses on Wyne's face.
"Now!" Wyne exclaimed a little loudly, "This guy, sir-" pointing again at Ricardo, "Say it to me again."
"Say what?"
"Say this, Sir, "Mbak, why do you have mucus in your eyes? Mbak, you have eye problems or forgot to wash your face when you shower." She again accused Ricardo of being the mastermind who made her wear a face mask and sunglasses. "He also said, why have I been pulling mucus into my nose, do I have a cold? Okay, I'm wearing a face mask and sunglasses, Sir."
Tuing, Ricardo gasped, when did he say all that? He was getting more and more irritated, but held it in, because it was impossible to hug and kiss Wyne who dared to make up such a lie.
Aziz began to be suspicious, Ricardo looked at him, "Mas-" the CEO reprimanded him, "Did you say all that, Mas?"
Ricardo was at a loss, what answer should he give?
"Actually-" he racked his brain so that Wyne wouldn't be scolded for making up something beautiful to cover up the real incident, "I said all that just to make this cashier want to get to know me." He then made up another story, "Because when I reprimanded her, she just ignored me, Sir."
Hearing Ricardo's story, Wyne's eyes looked furious. How could Ricardo speak so honestly, even though he wanted to admit that all his stories to Aziz were true?
"I see!" Aziz began to understand the reason why Wyne wore those three accessories, "Wina is beautiful, Mas." He praised Wyne, "It's not just Mas who wants to get to know her, but also several customers. Too bad she just ignores them."
"Oh, is that so, sir?" Ricardo nodded his head slightly, "Now you know why she dressed strangely-" the subject changed, "I beg you not to scold her, okay?" He asked Aziz not to scold Wyne.
"Mas, I don't easily scold employees," Aziz chuckled, "Earlier I was just wondering why Wina suddenly dressed up eccentrically like a rocker."
Wyne let out a sigh of relief, then turned their attention to Ricardo's purchases.
"Mr. Aziz!" his boss reprimanded him, "Can Wina scan all the cooking oil into the cash register?" she pointed to the boxes of cooking oil, "And the flour too."
"Mbak-!" Ricardo interrupted, "I haven't checked the items yet." He remembered that he hadn't checked all the items that Aziz brought, "Mbak, please help me check the expiration date and packaging." Then he asked Wyne to help him.
Wyne held back his irritation, she wanted to hit on Ricardo who kept her by the CEO's side.
"Of course." She gave in.
***
Wyne had finished counting all the money in each column of the cash register box, then closed the cash register drawer door, locked it, then took a bag from the cupboard shelf behind him. She slung the bag strap over his shoulder, then stepped away from the cashier's desk.
When she opened the mini market door and planted both feet on the terrace floor, a strong hand grabbed her arm and led her to walk. Wyne quickly stopped their steps, then slapped Ricardo's hand from his arm.
"You-" the man who wore a sweet smile stared at her in disgust, "Why have you been following me all this time?" She felt that Gordon's grandson was following her.
They are in front of the mini market.
"Where did I stalk you?" Ricardo evaded, "After shopping at Mikumi, I sold chicken sempol." Made an alibi.
"Then why are you here again, hmm?" Wyne folded her arms across her chest, still staring at the man in disgust.
"You accused me this morning, right?"
Wyne was stunned, "Accuse what?" she asked with a surprised look.
"You said I said your hair smelled musty, your eyes were runny, you had a cold." Ricardo revealed Wyne's entire story this morning to Aziz, "Where did I ever tell you all that?" he folded his arms into a ball while looking at Kate's granddaughter in disgust.
"That's still good, you know!" Wyne widened her eyes slightly to meet Gordon's grandson's gaze, "Rather than me saying your eyes are omes, always looking at me, especially at-" the index finger of her right hand to her chest.
"I have eyes, I must see you, right, can't I stop?" Ricardo avoided it while pointing at his eyes which were wide open, then closed for a moment.
Wyne became annoyed, "So-" she raised his index finger in front of Gordon's grandson's face, "Because you didn't accept my alibi, you followed me, hmm?" she guessed the reason why the CEO kept following her.
"That's right!" Ricardo nodded his head, then grabbed Wyne's hand whose fingers were in front of his face, "Now, I want to punish you!" he said with a fierce face.
"Why am I being punished?" Wyne jerked her hand away from Ricardo's, "I was just making an alibi."
"But you defamed me!" The CEO put his hands on his hips, "So, I have to punish you by taking you to lunch!"
Hearing this, Wyne was stunned, why was his punishment to bring him to lunch? What the heck was this?
"Is that the punishment?" she asked with an innocent look.
"Yes-" Ricardo nodded his head, pointing his right index finger in front of Wyne's face, "You went out for lunch, right?"
"Then?" Wyne was increasingly confused, trying to understand the meaning of Ricardo's attitude and words. Was there shrimp in the bakwan, aka a way to stay with him?
"That's why-" the CEO lightly smacked Wyne's forehead, he had trouble holding back his laughter because Kate's granddaughter was confused, "I'm punishing you by taking you to lunch."
"But, you said, I defamed you-" Wyne still didn't understand why Ricardo was being so strange and real, "Should have been punished by reporting to the police." She explained what the CEO should have done if he had indeed defamed the man in front of Aziz.
"No need for that-" Ricardo still held back his laughter because Wyne didn't know that he was continuing to try to win the heart of Kate's granddaughter, "What you did in the Medan anchovy case, is enough to be punished by taking you to lunch." It was explained that the case the princess made was low level.
Wyne scratched his itchy head a little, not understanding what Ricardo meant.
"Eee-!" the next minute she screamed because his right hand was held by Ricardo and she was taken along with the CEO, "Hey-!" she shouted to the prince, "Are you serious about giving me that punishment?"
"Very serious!" Ricardo replied without looking at Wyne because his face was smiling with amusement, "Stop being so fussy!" he asked his daughter not to be so fussy asking, "Let's find lunch, so you can get back to work." taking them to his motorbike cart.
"Where are you looking, Duda?" Wyne was forced to follow this man, even though he was annoyed.
"Look for a place that sells food," Ricardo replied.
Tuing, Wyne gasped, being hugged by Gordon's grandson's arm, "I knew it!" she realized his question was wrong, looking for food must be at a place that sells food, it can't be at a hardware store. "I mean, where are we going to eat?"
"At a restaurant." Ricardo gave the right answer. Wyne asked where to eat, so the answer was of course at a restaurant.
Wyne became nervous, luckily they had already arrived in front of the motorbike cart of this slengean CEO.
"Duda-!" she exclaimed a little exasperatedly, "I mean, what are we going to eat?" she pulled her hand from the CEO's.
Ricardo didn't give an answer, took a helmet from the back saddle of the motorbike, and gave it to Wyne.
Wyne gasped, "What do you mean?" She didn't understand why she was given a helmet.
It was Ricardo's turn to become annoyed, he took the helmet back, then put it on Wyne's head.
"I-" then looked at Wyne, "Give me a helmet, for you to wear, Wina!" explained why he gave the helmet to Kate's granddaughter.
"Why am I wearing a helmet?" Wyne didn't understand why he had to wear a helmet, "Where are we going to get food?" Ricardo looked at her in confusion, "Don't tell me we're going to get food at a restaurant!" she added before the CEO could answer.
Ricardo smiled amusedly, "What do you want to eat now?" not answering Wyne's question, but asking the princess.
"Since yesterday, I've been eating at a food stall." Wyne answered, "Because I have to save my salary from Mrs. Kate until I get my salary at the end of the month from Mikumi."
"Then-" Ricardo moved behind the princess, stretched out his two strong arms to Wyne's waist, lifted Kate's granddaughter's body and sat her on the back seat of the motorbike, "Why are you looking at me like that?" he was surprised because Wyne was stunned to see him.
"Did you carry me?" Wyne felt like she had just been carried by Ricardo.
"Yes, why?" the CEO replied.
"Why do you have to carry me, hmm?"
"Let you quickly sit on my motorbike and let's go find something delicious to eat."
Wyne was about to scold this man who was being so mean to him, but Gordon's grandson sat on the front seat, took a helmet from the motorbike's handlebars, put it on his head, and started the motorbike's engine. He even took both of his hands and put them around the CEO's waist.
"What are you doing, Duda?" Wyne quickly removed her hand from Ricardo's waist.
"You hug my waist, so you don't fall when I ride the motorbike."
"No way!" Wyne refused, quickly holding both sides of the lower body of the motorbike, "Enough-!" the CEO reprimanded him, sighing, "No need to keep pretending, let's go!"
"Of course-" Ricardo gave in, then turned the gas on the motorbike handlebars a little harder, so that Wyne's body was thrown back a little.
"Duda-!" Wyne screamed, luckily one of the man's hands quickly grabbed her arm and made her hug Gordon's grandson's waist, "You're so naughty?" the man scolded her with a face mixed with annoyance and relief, "Did you do it on purpose?"
Ricardo didn't respond, but his face smiled in amusement. He repeated turning the gas a little harder so that Wyne's other hand would hug his waist.
"Duda-!" Wyne screamed in annoyance as her body jumped, making her hands spontaneously grab the shirt on the man's waist, "Can't you drive a motorbike comfortably?" Gordon's grandson scolded her, forgetting to ask for the vehicle to be stopped.
Ricardo pulled over the motorbike, then quickly made Wyne's two hands hug his waist and both of her eyes widened.
"You-" his baritone voice was heard, "You better hug my waist, so you don't get hurt!" Bella's mother ordered firmly.
Wyne shrugged, "Okay, okay!" she was forced to give in again, "What was the dream I had last night? I met a careless person named Duda Satria." She grumbled in annoyance.
Ricardo just smiled amusedly, then drove his motorbike back to the delicious Padang restaurant on Jalan Kartini.