CEO Twins And Girls Choice

The arrival of Sandara

Birds chirping. The sun with a golden radiance, timidly appeared and hid behind the clouds. Morning on the weekend that much awaited most of the earth's population to rest. Relax the mind for a moment from the work routine.

In one of the apartments a girl still coiled under her blanket. He was still asleep on a king-size bed that was so comfortable.

Padded and warm made the pair of eyes of the girl was still tightly closed even though the sun continued to crawl.

The noise coming from the phone on the nightstand apparently disturbed the girl's deep sleep, until it began to squirm. The tone of the phone again sounded after a few seconds stopped. The girl felt disturbed. The eyes that were still closed he forced it to open little by little so with his body still weak he forced it to rise. Cussing, the girl directs one of her steps to move to reach a flat object that continues to create noise that disturbs her deep sleep.

"Huh." Breath sounds when the smart phone is already in the clutches. "The alarm was just an alarm" Sandara grumbled almost throwing her phone back to where it had been. He dropped his body back on his bed.

Sandara thought that Ernest_ was the one who contacted her this early, but in fact it was the alarm warning that made her sleep beautiful.

That pair of beautiful eyes refused to shut. Moreover, the sunlight from outside had entered the window gap of his room that was slightly open.

Sandara decided to get up, in a sitting position back he leaned to the head of the bed. The pair of eyes were completely open, his sleepiness had already disappeared by now. The girl glanced at her phone lying down and sighed. Disappointment began to whack when a moment ago did not find a trace of calls or messages from beloved lover, Ernest.

Lately, the lovers are often involved in a fight. The problems that arise seem to test the strength of the relationship that has been built for many years. Sandara also found a brilliant idea. An idea that is believed to be able to re-warm his love relationship with Ernest.

Sandara prepared, cleaned up and then looked as neat as possible to visit the Ernest family home. It seems like he hasn't been with Ernest's parents and brother for long. Rushing he rode his iron horse and stopped for a while to buy a hand as a form of attention and affection.

Some of Ernest's housemaids smiled broadly as soon as Sandara exited the vehicle door. Of course the servants already know the guests who come to visit.

"Good morning" Sandara said to the waiter who greeted her warmly.

"Good morning, Miss San," answered several maids in unison.

One waiter follows Sandara in search of her lover. Nihil, the girl did not find the man she was looking for, but met Zara who was sitting relaxed while reading a magazine in the family room.

"Auntie." Sandara half ran to hug Zara, until Zara who had not been aware of her arrival was made to gasp.

"I miss Auntie Zara. We haven't seen each other in a long time, have we?" Not just hugging, Sandara juka kissed Zara's cheeks.

Zara smiled gently. He returned Sandara's hugs and kisses with a swipe at the top of his head.

"Sit down" said Zara. "Aunt misses you too, San. Em, have you seen Ernest?" Zara asks Sandara to sit down while her gaze spreads out across the country, searching for Ernest's whereabouts, but her son is invisible.

"Yet. I've been looking but haven't found it." Half a pout, the girl with beautiful ragged hair was pretending to sulk.

Zara thought for a moment. Remembering where he last saw Ernest.

"Em, is it possible that Ernest is still in the gym?" A few hours ago, Zara saw her son enter the room. Such is the routine of Ernest on the weekend that he will spend the morning to exercise.

"really?"

"Yes, let's see to make sure."

Sandara smiled thinly then nodded.

"Let him exercise. I'll accompany Auntie here."

Zara was certainly smiling happily. Long enough to know Sandara made the relationship between the two women fairly close. Although not as close as Emely, his youngest daughter, but Zara appreciates and loves Sandara who is the lover of her son.

Long waiting for the appearance of Ernest, Sandara chose to follow Zara's activities in the kitchen, cooking for a family lunch assisted by the chef.

"Auntie, let me help you," Sandara bargained as she saw Zara busy cutting various vegetables to make a salad.

A chef seemed so deft, so did Zara. While Sandara more observe or help things that are fairly easy when cooking such as chopping onions or chili. Zara herself had a chance to prevent it, but Sandara looked insistent and kept asking for parts. As a result, the beautiful gafis must cry when the spiciness of the onion peel greets both her clear eyes.

"Don't you say, San. It will make your eyes poignant and watery" Zara said as she watched Sandara weep and fan her eyes with both hands.

"But I can only help in this section, Auntie. I'm not good at cooking," complained Sandara while enjoying her suffering. Eyes are poignant and watery, it's excruciating.

"Now sit. Just watch us from your chair. You can observe and practice it next time. Ok?"

Afterward, Sandara could only nod her head. He pulled over, sitting on a chair with a bent face.

Zara resumed activities that had paused. Already accustomed to struggling with kitchen tools and a set of them makes Zara can serve a variety of delicious dishes in a short time.

Sandara herself was still glued to the spot. His eyeballs move along with Zara's body that continues to move, tiring around tirelessly. Thirst begins to torment the throat. Unable to bear it, the girl got up to look for a water storage.

"Auntie, I'm thirsty." Sandara approached Zara.

"You thirsty? Let Aunt the waiter make it." Zara wants to call a waiter but Sandara prevents her.

"No, let me make it myself."

"All right."

Sandara also revealed if she wanted to make warm tea for herself. A chef asked him to first brew hot water in a container. The girl followed the existing intrusions. Put water in a container and heat it on the stove fire.

Zara frowned but allowed Sandara to do as she pleased. Isn't this morning better if you drink something fresh?. But it is not useful for Sandara who wants warm tea.

Sanda prepared a glass and a bag of tea bags that he wanted to brew with hot water, until when the water he heated boils he then lifted it and he will pour it into a glass.

"God.." The sound of shouting shocked the chef who was making pudding for lunch dessert. Quickly turning towards the source of the voice, the chef gasped as he saw the madam grimacing in pain with her hands holding her arms.

"Auntie, sorry."

Sandara's voice again surprised the chef when he saw the container that a few minutes ago used by the girl to boil water already lying with water pooled on the floor.

"Mrs!" The chef shouted to the surprise of the other servants. They were caught, quickly surrounding the madam who grimaced while holding her arm.

"Auntie, I'm sorry. For God's sake, I accidentally spilled it." Sandara. His face was pale, frightened. While the chef and the waiters were quick to move. Give first aid to the Madam and clean up the mess.

Tbc.

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