CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Meet Natasha

After the death of Erich and Isabel, the magnificent house of the Arka family seemed to be silent. Emely was the one who felt it the most. The girl who was known to be quite close to Erich was starting to get excited. He walked to the dinner table for breakfast, joined by his parents.

"For Father, Mother" said Emely, kissing the cheek of Mother and Father before sitting on one of the table chairs.

"Again, dear" replied Zara and Arka together.

"Son, are you going to college?." Zara looked at the appearance of Emely who looked neat with a kece outfit that became a fashion style once she went to campus.

LIya, Mother. I have a morning class today."

Zara applied pineapple jam to two pieces of bread before giving it to the princess.

"Thank you, Mother."

All three enjoy breakfast, until a man joins and takes a piece of sandwich in a plate to enjoy it.

Emely glares. Look at the man sitting in front of him.

"Sister, Ernest."

"Hem, what's wrong, Em?." The called replied casually. He finished the remaining sandwich before taking another slice of bread.

"Oh my god, I think you need a staylish to make your appearance. Look, your hair is as long as a woman's, don't you want to cut it?." Emely began to be uncomfortable with the appearance of the brother who began to fall apart. The hair that used to be shaved is now left to lengthen. Ernest often tied her up like a woman.

"You're such a fuss." Ernest menvubit jubilant lips reddish the sister, who made the girl's eyes immediately rounded perfectly.

"Aw, sick sister!." Shouts Emely.

"Who's fault? That's your reward for daring to comment on my appearance."

Emely was about to answer the words of the Big Brother, but was hurriedly picked up by Zara.

"Already, already. It is not good to talk while eating, let alone argue. Come on, quickly finish your food before your father gets mad." Arka herself just smiled faintly. Zara thought her two children were still children, so she would be afraid of the threat.

Emely and Ernest. They both kept quiet while they finished breakfast.

"Ernest, have you found a secretary, replaced San to help with your work?." A few days ago he asked the son to immediately find a Sandara intercessor as the child's personal secretary. But I don't know what it's going to look like. During his time at home Etnest more locked himself. Hiding in the workspace or exercising.

"For the time being, not Dad. Still in a plan I'll make things happen soon." Ernest certainly has special criteria for candidates who will apply to become his personal secretary. Intelligent, polite, friendly and professional looking. More or less like that, but for age and genes, the man has no specific benchmark.

"Alright, I'll wait for the decision. The Siaoa you chose, it must be the best."

"Thank you, Dad."

Emely who had finished breakfast, quickly got up. It was time for him to go to college. College and become a career woman. That's her dream.

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"Good morning, Emely." The greeting of the school friends made the girl named Emely was unrelenting to wave her hand.

"Gombal," replied Emely without hesitation. At the university where she studied, Emely classified as a popular girl even without her true identity as a conglomerate daughter. Emely deliberately hid her identity on the grounds of safety and freedom. He does not want to have any boundaries in getting along. He also has many friends from the upper middle class and even down. All friends are not distinguished. He never looked at all his colleagues just from the social strata. For him, rich and poor are the same. The only difference is how to react to it.

Emely's nature is supple and jolly, making him much liked friends also the opposite sex. Many men openly reveal love, but emely resolutely refuse. He did not want to date before graduating from college. That's the principle that can't be challenged.

The hours of the course are ongoing. From his chair Emely seemed so listening to the explanation of the Lecturer in his faculty. Emely is classified as a smart and diligent student. All of course the great contribution of a Zara in guiding her daughter's son to success in the future.

Sixty minutes more time spent. The teary-eyed lecturer tidied up the books and held them in his chest before exiting the room. Emely Oun came out followed by another student.

There is no other agenda but do not want to go home sooner, Emely plans to take a short walk somewhere before going home.

"Where are you?." Emely who was driving was cradling the direction of the goal. Where would he stop the speed of his iron horse.

"But I'm thirsty." Wailing wobbly Emely stared around from his iron horse that was still speeding slowly. His eyes found a roadside tavern selling a variety of freshly flavored drinks.

The pink iron horse pulled over. Maybe Emely will have a little fun. Buy two fresh drinks with different flavors to taste.

"Well, it's crowded" Emely muttered as soon as he got out of the car. Many people have lined up. Wanting to make intentions but he was unable to resist the charm of fresh drinks with slices of fresh fruit seen from a glass container that seemed to wave at him.

Emely is in line. Although under the blazing sun, he was sincere as long as he could get a few glasses of fresh drinks afterwards.

One minute, two minutes, until over fifteen minutes the beautiful girl gets a turn. Unmitigated, Emely ordered three cups of cold drinks with various tastes of his favorite.

"Yes, I got it." Emely stared at the glee of the colorful drink in hand. He can't wait to drink it. The gaze focused on the ice in the hood made his footsteps no longer care.

"Aww..." Emely screeched, she was shocked as her body hit someone who was passing by. His pair of eyes twitched, towards the drink he held then at someone who was picking up a mab that was scattering in the street.

"Sorry, Sorry. I was unintentionally. Let me help you." Emely squatting. Despite the distress because there are several drinks that he holds, but he tried to help someone who he had harmed.

"Ah, no problem. Anyway, I was in a hurry, too, until..."

"Emely..., you're Emely, right?" Someone who was hit by Emely was looking up, until now clearly visible face.

Emely gasped, remembering the face of the girl who knew who she was. And Emely can remember it.

"You're Natasya, right? The owner of the flower shop?."

The girl named Natasya nodded, commenting on her sweetest smile. Ah, it's so pretty. Praise Emely in heart.

"This, take. Count it as an apology from me." Emely gave one of her fresh drinks to Natasya.

"Thank you" replied Natasya who seemed happy about the gift from her new friend. They also look for a seat not far from the store to chat in order to get to know each other.

Tbc.

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