CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Holiday Part. 2

As the term vacation in general, Natasya is made to really enjoy. Wake up and laze. Natasya after cleaning herself when her phone vibrates, indicating a message coming in.

The girl could guess if the message was a delivery from Ernest or his mother. Sure enough, once the flat object is examined, the name of the superior is listed.

Come on, let's go to the villa for breakfast.

A line of messages that Ernest wrote to his private secretary.

Natasya first tidied up the appearance, do not forget to bring along a wallet and mobile phone if at any time needed.

When Natasya came out of the inn, by chance Ernest and Sky did the same. All were clearly visible because of the location of their adjoining inns.

"Come on," Ernest asked Natasya. The three of them also stepped towards the Villa whose armour was only a few tens of meters from the inn. At the villa, the chef prepares fine cuisine for breakfast, lunch and evenings.

In addition to Ernest and Natasya, apparently other employees were already seen enjoying breakfast. They continued to greet and let the boss over for breakfast. As usual Ernest would sit in a separate room with the sky and Natasha.

In a table devoted to the Atmadja family, several light and heavy breakfast menus have been prepared.

Natasya was quite surprised when Ernest took her to join his parents. At a long table, two men and one woman were seated and ready to enjoy the breakfast menu served by the waiter.

"Mom, Dad, can we join you?." Whether it was asking or just teasing, Ernest half-bent on greeting his parents and asked permission to join.

"Oh, of course, young people." Arka answered enthusiastically. "Ernest, you're all right" Arka muttered, patting the son on the shoulder and allowing the three young men to sit down.

"Oh, thank you Dad." Ernest bent back down before dropping body weight on one of the chairs. Unlike Lagit who looked relaxed and had a seat beside Ernest, Natasya actually felt awkward. He looked left and right before occupying a chair beside a man, whom Ernest called uncle.

"Ernest, isn't this girl your secretary?." Zara, Ernest's mother asked. The woman looked gently at the girl who looked rowdy and timid in her place.

"Yes, Mother. He's Natasya, my secretary." Ernest explained. At the same time Natasya immediately greeted Ernest's parents and also the uncle who was beside him.

"Good morning Mr. Arka, Mrs Arka" Natasya said, bowing her head. "And good morning, sir." Natasya again greeted, this time at the figure of the man sitting beside her.

"Morning," answered the three at the same time.

"Your secretary not only has a beautiful name but also a face that is no less beautiful," praised Zara who responded to Natasya with a shy smile.

Arka smiled faintly, but it was different from the reaction that someone had shown beside Natasya.

Rangga, a single man at his age who is more than mature, shows a flat face. But who knows if something in his chest seems to be beating violently.

Who is he, why does it look so familiar to me?.

💗💗💗💗💗

"Natasha, have you ever been on a Banana boat ?." When staring at the expanse of the sea, the question just came out. Ernest and Natasya were walking along the beach on foot.

"Not yet, Sir." Ah, the last time Natasha had forgotten exactly when. Her mother does not have time. Natasha herself realized, the status of the mother as a single mom made her have to work harder than married women.

The legacy of the late Kenan is still many in number. But Natasya does not want to rely only on the cost of living on existing treasures. At least he also wants to try, so that the family economy can remain stable.

Uh, why her?. Ride Banana Boat, ah right?.

"But it's scary, sir." Riding a balloon walking on the sea water, it felt so scary for Natasya who had never played on the high seas before.

"It's not scary, but it's like a challenge. Yes, the challenge of fighting fear. As for those who have never felt, it must be a frightening specter. But if we dare to try and enjoy. I'm sure you'll be hooked, too." Ernest chuckles. The two men continued their steps. Their plain feet were tracking the watery white sand.

"Come, Master. Just imagining it scares me."

Ernest smiled knot. Not far from them walking, seen some jetsky parked. Wow, Natasya stared in amazement. Apparently the island belongs to the Atmadja family has complete facilities. Not only lodging and food affairs, but for sports facilities and games are also available.

"If you don't want to play, you can wait for me here. Sit down and the waiter will drop you a young coconut." Natasha couldn't refuse. Moreover, folding chairs and body armor from the blazing sun has been presented in front of the eyes. Not to mention the arrival of two young coconuts that increasingly spoil his life in the current holiday atmosphere.

Enjoy what you deny.

Natasya sat down and leaned her back on the folding chair ats. The beach breeze that blows, able to blow his long hair that is scattered more and more beautiful like the movement of a dancer.

Natasya sits relaxing on the white sand, while enjoying fresh young coconut and the panorama of the beach that further indulges the sense of sight. Natasya's thin arch carved a smile, where on the beach there an Ernest gallantly rode a jetsky and began to speed in the sea off.

Ernest who accidentally released the boss, almost made Natasha to switch the view. Perfectly formed abdominal muscles, accidentally caught Natasya's sense of sight and made the girl ashamed herself.

What the fuck is this? But why is she so hot, uh.

Natasya. Sighs deeply and quickly subdues the gaze. He deliberately diverted himself by looking down and drinking the young coconut from the waiter until the toilet.

"Natasha" called someone and Natasha was familiar with the face of the owner of this voice.

Present why he's here.

Natasha closed her eyes and cursed. As much as possible, he pretended to be deaf. Hoping if Ernest would not call anything else approached him.

"Natasha."

Come on, kill me.

"Huh, what are you doing?. Open your eyes, I'm talking to you, but why are your eyes closed like that?."

The girl called, gulped. He was still afraid to open his eyes, but what if the Master was angry because he felt ignored.

"Nat-"

"Yes, sir," replied Natasha with a pair of eyes opened wide. The girl gasped, not gasped for Ernest's open abdominal muscles. But nevertheless....

He was wearing clothes apparently. I thought so..

Natasha bowed with a smile. While Ernest frowned, feeling confused by the facial expressions displayed by his subordinates.

Tbc.