Calista: Pursuing the Love of the CEO

Great Quarrel

Julio folded his hands in a posture that was really very charming. His eyes sharply looked at Kalista, like the mafia in the movies that often ridiculed Rahadyan.

"What business is it, brother?" ask Kalista politely.

"Hehe." Julio mimics Kalista's laughter but is expressionless. "You want to make me like you and now you want to break up?"

".... Aren't we going out?" reply plain kalista.

But Julio stepped in, slammed the door shut, a sign that this was going to be a pretty intense conversation.

Julio takes off his formal suit, throws the thing into the couch. He then pulled the arms of each shirt up to the elbow, giving Kalista an incredible view.

Calista swallowed. Back to the kitchen to pretend to be busy cooking. Calistas were afraid of the khilaf seeing Julio's rather too brutal antics. Especially when he shows off his arm.

"Why did you run away?" julio asked, not wanting to follow Kalista's pretend play.

"You came first to me. You started everything first but now you run away. Meaning what?"

All right, that makes Kalista sound really bad but he didn't want to hurt Julio.

"Not pretend to cook. You want to fry tempura sampe gosong?"

Duh, God. Why the hell is it that Julio is angry he's turned so fierce? Very unfriendly and one star.

Even though the handsome doesn't fade.

"Kalista, look at me and say something."

Kalista hurriedly turned loose he turned off the stove. "I-i ...."

"You got a new guy, hm? Much better than me that's why you moved on?"

"Not yet!" Kalista immediately replied, but the next second he regretted having a mouth.

"Yet?" Julio glares. "You HAVEN't found? So you mean you're dancing?!"

That's not what it means.

"Why you?" Julio walked over and Kalista walked back. "You why even refuse to finish you make me crazy about you? Or was it his initial mission? You intentionally?"

"No!" The kalista shook his head pale. "No, brother, not that."

"Keep what?"

".... I just don't want to bother." Kalista squeezed her hands against each other, trying to talk even though she was nervous. "I really think that Kak Julio just nganggep me limited .. yes limited to the impingement."

Julio ruffled waist. "You know you're weird?"

"Tau, Brother."

"Not answer!"

Kalista locked her mouth for a moment.

"You took me because you like me. But you wish I bales it was just a joke. You want me to think you're just a cheap girl, don't use feelings at all because you can't think I won't love you."

"Hehe."

"Not haha-hehe."

That's so terrible! Kalista won't grumble.

"I don't want to believe this." Julio shook his head repeatedly. "I don't accept this."

"That's why I'm getting away, brother. Let our problems clear keep us—"

"I don't want you to back down."

Julio approached Kalista, pulling her arm before she suddenly kissed him.

It is very difficult if not enjoyed. Julio's existence, his gaze, his touch and his breath, Kalista felt crazy adoring all that.

But ....

"Sir Julio what?" Calista is awed in horror as Julio escapes hands to his feet, without further ado. "Start, break, brother! I don't want—"

"Exit?" Julio presses Kalista on the refrigerator door, inserting a hand into the girl's shorts. "You've crossed the threshold of malem you dare to name your own boss."

Minutes after that was an impossible thing Rahadyan would have never imagined.

The man thought that Kalista and Julio would get into a big fight because Julio seemed very disappointed while Kalista must have been very serious about leaving the office.

Rahadyan whistled merrily out there. Guessing that his son was already very good for dumping Julio the handsome snail.

Meanwhile Dante was busy pondering whether he should stick an ear piece to his ear and heard how 'great' the quarrel between Kalista and Julio was.

Calistas that forget their necklaces are being swept by sound eavesdroppers are now just busy breathing.

"Papa's back home" whispered Kalista among his euphoria. Now he was lying limp on the kitchen floor, straddling in messy clothes. "Sister Julio, please. I don't want Brother to die."

Julio kisses Kalista's navel before going up to kiss her lips again.

"Rare you sure you want to quit?"

Kalista. Even if Kalista is crazy, he won't stop.

All right, let's forget about Rahadyan for a moment.

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Rahadyan went home longer than expected. Even though the food on the table was cold and Kalista and Julio moved into the room rolling around, Rahadyan did not return.

Now Kalista was busy withholding sleepiness, while Julio was busy dismantling the secret box Kalista.

"This is your Mama?" Julio asked curiously when he found Kalista's old photo sheet. "That's pretty. Pantesan Om Rahadyan khilaf."

"Not exactly." Calista answered lazily. "That's a picture of Mama when you know beautiful makes you rich."

Julio laughed at Kalista's reply.

"Papa Mama never loved each other." Kalista sat down, suddenly excited again when just not able to regulate his own breath.

Okay, Kalista will tell you that he and Julio did not get that far but rather farther than they should. But after the conversation with Ms. Winnie earlier, Kalista accepted the suggestion that she might have to feel it firsthand rather than keep asking. About love.

Therefore Kalista did not abandon Julio. Or maybe well, Kalista is cheap so it's difficult to maintain principle if the opponent is a handsome man Julio.

"Ohya?" Julio pulled Kalista leaning on him as if unwilling if not touching each other. "You mind if I wonder what their relationship is?"

Kalista took a photo in Julio's hand, looking at Mama's smiling face with Kalista when she was seven years old.

"The same mom Papa met in a free association environment. Not in those clubs, but like Papa he said he used to often hang out in the stalls and hold Mama as well. Both are equally bad."

Julio clasped Kalista's hand while hearing her story.

"Keep, yeah. They are only interested in each other but have no love story at all. Mama was pregnant, and Mama didn't believe in Papa so Mama finally menggahirin I alone. Julio knows the asshole? When I asked Papa not when I met Mama, Papa said no. Not at all."

"You hurt?"

"No." Calistas evaporate off. "I never cared about Mom's past with Papa. The point is, I know them. Want used to be a cake, what a cake, the point is Papa same Mama yes Papa same Mama."

Julio laughed a little. "Your mom is like you?"

"No. Just, Mama's a little sane." Calista chuckled as Julio pinched his nose.

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