CEO (Finn & Sandra)
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Just the man who was waiting got out of the car. Vivian and Tristan yelled. Shouting the name Sandra.
Tristan and Vivian are waiting for Sandra outside the fence. After before, search here and there. However, the result is nil.
Vivian immediately ran into Sandra's arms. “Lo to where, anyway, Sand? I swear I'm so worried.”
“Tristan, sorry I brought Sandra,” said Finn felt bad.
“Vi, take Sandra inside,” pinta Tristan.
“Iya. Come, Sand.”
Sandra nodded.
After making sure they get in. Tristan stood facing Finn while on his waist with a hardened face. The tone of speech is quite high. “Lo take where Sandra is?”
Finn told me about the problems at the club. Then, apologize to Tristan for not knowing if Sandra was with Vivian.
Finn just listened to Sandra's story well on the way home. At that moment he felt guilty.
Hearing this, Tristan's face began to relax again. He leaned on Finn's car and went back to the CEO's explanation.
Finn continued the story. He tells Tristan that he just invited Sandra to the Lake House. A shelter for the future wife and her family. Lastly, about the impromptu proposal.
“Lo propose Sandra?” tanya Tristan has lowered his speech rhythm to normal.
“Iya, but Sandra is still in doubt. Though if aja adek lo say ‘iya’, today I also bring nyokap-bokap to inaugurate”
“So, rejected?”
“Entah. Sandra just said still doubt because of my playboy reputation.”
Tristan laughs. “Finn, sorry, nih. Not to shrink your spirit. But, guys like you're gonna have a hard time getting Sandra. She had a trauma with the affair.”
“Trauma?”
Tristan tells about all the romance of his sister who always ends tragically. Breaking up in a state of always the man cheated. And, that made Sandra reluctant to get close to the playboy guy.
“Pantes, from the beginning Sandra has been cynical with me.”
“I have been chased for marriage. But, I think Sandra's sticking to her wish. Looking for loyal men. Lo himself is rich tajir twisting. Face is also handsome. Sandra was the truth of her hobby of shopping, traveling, yes, women in general. But, doi use his own money. Rarely bother with me.” Tristan.
Tristan pat Finn on the shoulder once. “So, free if you approach it with an overflow of property. Sampe give you a look at the house of all. I think Sandra has enough hardworking and loyal guys to want to. Unfortunately lo's image is playboy.” Further.
“Gue is already insaf. Sandra would want to, wouldn't she?”
Tristan shrugged both of his shoulders. “Maybe. Are you serious about Sandra? Doi was noisy, her hobbies were screaming. Are you sure you are the same model?”
Finn laughs. “Lo again talking about his own adek, Trist. Not a good story even dropped.”
“What is better. Than you think I'm like a meek angel. I'm telling you, yeah. Far, Finn! Sandra tu Mak Attend.”
Tristan and Finn laughed.
“But, I like Sandra. You give me the green light, don't you?”
“Billah. Origin love me much project.”
“Beres.”
They both laughed back.
Tristan stopped his laughter and put on a serious face. “Lo see Sandra in what ways? Sorry, Finn. As far as I know the ranks of the former lo average pretty. If not models, artists, yes, children of officials, or children of large businessmen. Although I was surprised, they were just going to toy lo doang. How are you doing, my grandfather? Just a girl and a kid of a regular businessman.”
“Sandra is very beautiful, Trist. I am even more proud to have a doi. I'm not going to play with you. After all, news so you must know from the media, ‘kan?”
“Terus?”
Women who are hurt by being cut off just like that, not infrequently speak in the media that is not-no. Finn never clarified the truth. Because he doesn't think it's important. After all, he doesn't like to waste time dealing with fake romance stories.
Called don juan, casanova, playboy, scoundrel, jerk, or lady killer, Finn doesn't care. In fact, many who call it often jolted couples sleep every night alone, he ignored it.
“Gini, Trist. Ask me what I saw from Sandra. I'm also confused as to what. He is clearly different from the others. My brain and heart are somehow always there. And, it lasted from the first time we met until this second.”
Tristan laughs at Finn. “Mongan lo sorts playboy insaf really.”
“Kan I said. I've already insaf.” Huh! The stone too. As a result of the fad often toyed with many women. Kapok already! Sandra should be the last woman. Got to!
“Abis lo in my hands. If you get Sandra later crying because you are cheating.”
Finn smiles. “Newly this time someone threatened and I'm not angry. But, yes, you can do anything with me if it happens.”
“Gue hold lo talk. Boy abstinence renege.”
“Oke.”
The two shake hands, sign the deal is in order.
“Telah. Flip, deh. Don't let me see. Can not get your blessing, bring home his daughter blind morning gini. Uh, but this is the first and last. Next time, no tolerance.”
“OK. I won't repeat. Thanks, Trist.”
Tristan nodded. “Welcome to fight conquer Mak Lampir.”
Finn laughs. “Oke.”
Tristan smile. After Finn's car drove, he got into the house.
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“Lo debt same story I.”
“What?”
“Who is that cool and handsome guy sexy bin?”
Sandra rolled her eyes lazily. He went into the bathroom and ignored Vivian's question.
Fifteen minutes later
Sandra came out with a change of clothes. He just washed his face and brushed his teeth. Tying hair in a cepol style. Then, sit down next to Vivian on the bed.
“NGinep?”
“Baliklah.”
“Terus?”
“Lo belom answer my question.”
“Lo questions are not important for me to answer.”
Vivian pressed her lips. Sit facing Sandra and glare. “Pacar lo?”
Sandra clucked and did not answer.
Suddenly, Vivian changed her face. Squinting then advancing the head. Then, pointing and touching with fingers towards Sandra's neck. Trying to remove the red trail, but not lost.
“Aaan, anyway, Vi?” sandra asked astonished by Vivian's behavior while she brushed off the hand of the chum.
Vivian looked at Sandra suspiciously. Then, point the sohib jidat since it is still a fetus with the index finger and push slowly. Spontaneous sister of Tristan rewinds her head.
“Lo ... pervert with that guy?”
Sandra was stunned by the ridiculous question that sounded more towards the accusations. Then, brushed off Vivian's index finger to stay away.
“Crazy lo! Just delicious. Where there is so.”
“Tu proof of your neck there is liposuction clot doi.”
“Hah!” Sandra got up and looked at her neck in the mirror. Looking, examining. Then, the cry of the interior designer. “FINN ELARD!”
