Ain opened the closet door, Their eyes stared at each other for a few seconds, then Ain stepped back a little "Your fans have gone to look for you somewhere else, you can come out of this closet now" She said.
The man followed Ain from behind to the counter.
Ain arranged the flowers while being watched by him "Sorry for disturbing, my manager will come and pick me up later" He said carefully.
Ain stopped cutting the flower stems and looked at him "I will have my workers send you using my car because your fans know your car, right" She said.
The man shook his head in disagreement "There is no need to do that, I don't want to bother you" he said.
Ain resumed her work "Just follow my words, don't worry, I am not a fan who likes to chase artists" She said.
The man saw Ain who was diligently working, he observed Ain's face carefully "This woman is cold when she talks, I don't want to bother her" he said to himself.
He looked around for the second time,
Ain looked for red roses but there were none and she saw the man who was busy examining the atmosphere in her shop
"Can you please take some red roses over there" Ain said while pointing in that direction.
The man nodded in understanding and walked towards the roses and he stopped his steps and turned towards Ain "My name is Harith Naufal, not you" He said and continued his steps towards the flowers.
With a cold face, Ain nodded in understanding but she felt a little funny when she saw the man's reaction like a kid