Sensational Husband
One Hundred Eighty Eight
Meeting in Alexa's workspace with Mr. Syarif makes the working relationship between the company of Pak Joan and the company of Pak Syarif berregrak in the same field is getting better.
Alexa left the room after ending her casual chat with Mr. Sharif. He let Azlan and Mr. Sharif exchange opinions in the room to continue the conversation with fellow men.
Alexa stepped in the corridor while playing the phone. As usual, the Instagram app became the center of his attention. His gaze that continues to be fixed on the phone, making him unconscious has hit the office boy who brought several glasses of drink. The glass rocked and fell on the tray, the water spilled out.
Alexa raised her face and was surprised to see the glass water hit the Mekka shirt that happened to pass in the same corridor.
Sontak Mekka rubs the clothes of the stomach affected by coffee
“Sorry, I really don't see the way.” Alexa stuck out her hands wanting to help, at least cleaning up Mekka's clothes. But he was confused to clean using what is the reason in his hand is now not holding anything, including a handkerchief.
“Neval.” Mekka smiled as she wagged her clothes, trying to keep the cloth away from the skin of her stomach. “This is nothing. I'm used to things like this.”
“But it must be hot. Let's take you to the nearest clinic.”
“Do not worry. It's just warm water. I don't feel hot.” Mekka smiled looking at Alexa's anxiety, she then glanced at her clothes that became black due to splashed coffee water. At first it was hot on the skin of his stomach, but the heat was only a fraction of a second he felt. The next second the heat was no longer felt as a result of being swept away by the cold AC room.
“Well we go to the toilet. I'll help you clean your clothes.”
“Ndon't need. I can do it myself,” meek Mekka.
“Happy day!” greet the figure of the man who just appeared.
A glance was fixed on the man. None other than Jacob. The man in the white shirt with the brown tie smiled, with a smile from Mekka and the office boy. Except Alexa who just nodded her head short.
“Is there a problem? Can I help you?” ask Jacob. Jacob's gaze was fixed on the blackened garments of Mecca. “It looks like your shirt is dirty splashed with coffee. Here I have a handkerchief to clean it.” Jacob gave the handkerchief he had just rogoh from his trouser bag to Mecca.
“Thank you.” Makka greeted him and rubbed the dirty parts with a handkerchief.
“I accidentally made a Mekka dress like this. Oh... It seems like today I was too careless.” Alexa blamed herself. Alexa's view is moving towards Office Boy. “Hei, why even dumbfounded? Quick help Miss Mekka!” hardik Alexa on a quiet and confused office boy.
“Eh yes. Fine, Miss!” Office boy then looked at Mekka and said, “Mari, Miss. I'll take you to toilet.”
Mekka nodded.
“No. No need to take Miss Mekka. Let me drop by and show you the toilet,” Jacob said.
Makkah looked at the unfamiliar man she did not know. “Good.”
“Oke.” Mecca nodded and then passed away with Jacob taking him to the toilet.
“Nona Mekka, I hear you are the secretary of Mr. Syarif, the director of one of the multinational companies. Right so?” Jacob was talking like.
“Ya, right.”
“Ooh. Before you, her secretary was Miss Jasmine.”
“Sounds to You... What's your name?”
“Include, I am Jacob. Deputy Azlan here.”
“I Mecca Ghifari.”
“I've heard that name.”
“Ooh... Means my name is market.”
“Not so. You're a village with Azlan, right?”
Makkah was stunned to hear Azlan's name again called. “M.. I yes. How can you know?”
“I am a close friend of Azlan, and I have been to Azlan's hometown several times when he returned home.”
“And you saw me?”
“Ha haaaa..” Jacob laughs lightly. “This is the toilet.” Jacob pointed at the door to the toilet.
“Thanks. I excuse.”
Jacob nodded and left.
On the other hand, Alexa heads to the basement, waiting for Makka in the car. He remembered the attitude of Mecca. His brain is working to judge Mekka, a good woman and always a smile even though she should be in a state of annoyance.
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