"Then, the size?" Cleo was waiting for Christina's answer. But what was being asked was frowned upon.

"Size?" Christina seemed to be in deep thought and started counting.

"L or XL?" She thought a little uncertain.

The man she knew was quite proportionate and tall. Apart from having large enough muscles. The man also had a very upright posture. Is XL size enough? Christina thought a little doubtfully.

Cleo then sighed tiredly. It seems that this is the first time for Christina to buy clothes for a man.

"I think XL is better. Because greatness is better than smallness. Then I will ask the employees to find the size, " Cleo exclaimed while calling an SPG to find a new jacket according to the size they wanted. Then wait and let Christina pay the cashier.

"Don't forget to ask for receipts and keep them properly. Because of the size doesn't fit, you can change it back, "Cleo exclaimed while reminding Christina that Cleo was sure she would never know about this populist thing either.

Having done the task was enough to make Cleo's mood went up and down. Christina invited Cleo to have lunch with her at a shabu-shabu restaurant on the top floor to thank her.

They ordered several menus and then cooked them in a cauldron. Then boil it until cooked. Then ate it together with great enthusiasm and a sense of satisfaction that paid off.

While on the other hand.

Harry, who had taken Cleo to her destination, went to Reihan's place to spend his time. After he sent a message to Reihan, to ask about his whereabouts. And his reply was quick and brief.

[ 'Where are you? ]

(At the cafe. As usual. ]

Reihan wrote in the message.

Harry, who was going to get to his place at that time, stepped on the gas pedal deeper and sped his car through the city. Stopped the car right in front of his destination. Then stepped into Reihan's cafe without needing to say any excuses.

Reihan was checking his books when Harry had just arrived and advanced toward him.

He chose one of the chairs arbitrarily. Then sat casually on one of the chairs near Reihan. And realized that the man was busy with his work.

Reihan, who knew Harry had arrived, took a quick glance at him then returned to counting his books.

"How? Is the profit satisfactory?" Harry asked, trying to find out.

Reihan frowned.

"Well. Not bad. But there is a problem with the food stock. Looks like I need to add some food ingredients to anticipate the limited time for my employees to buy it. "

Because they wanted to provide fresh food for all visitors. Reihan always asked his employees to shop for all their groceries every day. But this time it seemed, Reihan had to change his strategy to shopping every other day.

Harry nodded understandingly then leaned back.

"Want to drink something?" Reihan offered casually as he then coded the bartender.

Harry glanced at the bartender and said.

"As usual," he replied simply. But the bartender seemed to understand and immediately prepared something for him.

When the drink was ready, the bartender handed it over to Harry and invited him to drink. Harry smiled faintly in return.

Reihan asked another question.

"Okay! Now tell me? What are you planning to do here so early? " Reihan asked enthusiastically and felt that something was different from his friend.

Harry usually preferred to be at home on holidays and at these hours. Suddenly asking him, where he was and would come over to him?

"It's past 10 o'clock! Can you still say it's too early?" Harry said casually with a reminder.

Reihan replied.

"Yes! But this is your quickest note to come here! Have you come this early before? Or, did you hit your brain a little?" Reihan asked, a little worried and hesitant, and then wanted to confirm it himself

Reihan stared at Harry with probing eyes. And Harry could only look away and then looked around.

"Many of your employees haven't come yet?" Harry asked, trying to change the subject. And paying close attention to only a few workers hanging around and relaxing unlike when he usually came to visit.

Reihan followed Harry's line of sight. Then said casually

"Yes. Most of them will usually arrive at 11 o'clock. During this time, I have divided them into shifts. Full-time shifts and part-time shifts. Those who come at 11 o'clock are included in the full-time shift category," Reihan explained completely but also not too long and short.

Without knowing whether Harry was actually interested in hearing it or not. Because Harry usually never cared about other people's problems. Even if it was his own close friend.

Harry looked at Reihan with his other look.

"Then usually, which shift was she on?" Harry asked in a puzzling manner for Reihan.

"She? Who?" Reihan asked, unable to grasp the point.

"Cleo Alayster. Does she work full-time for you?" Harry asked, to find out about Cleo.

Reihan immediately understood.

"Oh, honey no! I really like the way she works which is deft and neat. But your wife, ah no! I mean Cleo is included in the category of part-time workers, " Reihan explained.

"Why?" Harry asked, not understanding.

Reihan immediately furrowed his brows.

"I have no idea. Anyway, I once offered her a full job. But she refused on the reason that she already had another part-time job that she could not leave, " Reihan explained, recalling the reason that the woman had told him. As he offered her more time to work and additional money.

Harry listened carefully. And caught something.

"So she had a lot of work at once in one day?" Harry asked, his eyes slightly sparkling.

However, because the lightings in the cafe were a little dim and Reihan was focused on his cafe bookkeeping data. Reihan didn't notice the different flashes.

Reihan answered Harry's question in a less caring manner.

"Em, yes .. according to the information anyway. But why are you asking so many questions about her? " Reihan asked, not understanding.

He lifted his head then looked at Harry for a moment. Then it was as if he had found an answer that he found by himself without the man needing to say it. Reihan quickly nodded in understanding.

"So now you're just starting to want to find out about her?" Reihan guessed exactly. Without being able to get a reply from Harry immediately.

Harry just remained silent, thinking about the answer.

"From the start, I was confused about how you could not know anything about a woman who's being your wife. But seeing your actions which, although late but now characterize you. I'm sure your choice is the correct one! " Reihan said confidently as he kept counting.

"So you've reduced your lack of trust in her a little?" Reihan asked with a smile because the bookkeeping data was correct and made a big profit for him.

"Did I ever say I don't believe her?" Harry asked who actually asked Reihan back.

Reihan chimed in annoyed.

"Yes. You never said it. But I can feel it for sure, " Reihan said with one hundred percent confidence.

Harry stared at him.

"And do you think she should be trusted?" Harry asked, still with doubtful feelings.

Reihan sighed.

"Oh come on, friend! Until when will you continue to be antipathy to all women? Do you think all those women are on the same line of traits and mindset? Many of them are different. And not a few of them are on the right track. So do you still need to generalize all women and doubt them? "? Reihan said with his sincerity.

Reihan felt very tired with all of Harry's underestimates towards all women on earth.

If it weren't for the whole family also consisted of women too. Who gave birth to, raised, or grew up with him. Reihan was sure that man will also distance himself from them!

Although it did not rule out the possibility that Harry sometimes liked to stay away not only to women in his family but also to men in his family. Harry's bad thoughts about all the foreign women around him made Reihan really can't help but thinking.

Or, maybe Reihan needed to take him to a psychiatrist for further treatment immediately? Reihan thought, considering.

Harry looked at Reihan halfheartedly.

"I just want to know a little about her. What was she doing before this? And what will she do later? Although I have gradually begun to understand her thought patterns. But there are still many things I don't know about her. Is that strange?" Harry asked, trying to describe what he had been thinking recently.

Reihan laughed.

"You ask me whether you are strange or not?" Reihan askrf with a little sneer. And did not expect that Harry would ask him such a question. So he added.

"Do you feel yourself getting strange now?" Reihan asked back. Trying to find the answer itself from the person concerned.

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