Deal, We're Married!

Part 12's

Agam who was so upset tried to be more patient, by sitting next to his sister. "You're getting married soon, when will you break up with them?"

"I've done it" Cleo answered briefly.

"Have you? But why did they come here?"

"They didn't accept my decision, and I think it's only natural that I'm a beautiful and sexy woman. So they don't want to lose me" Cleo replied proudly, making Agam sigh violently.

"Here you go, talking to you will only make my head hurt," Agam was about to stand up, but his arm was forced to sit back by his sister. "What else?" ask Agam with his heavy voice.

"I want to ask you something, okay?"

Agam nodded his head.

"Alex said Kenan had a mother and a sister, but when I came to his mansion did not see at all the Meyer family photos? And even there I saw no one but Bram, where did Mom and her sister go?" cleo asked as she recalled the incident three days ago during a visit to her future husband's mansion.

"Ck, how do I know!" reply Agam with a little annoyance. Because he thought Cleo was going to ask something important, but it turned out to be just asking about Kenan's mother and sister.

"Wait A!" Cleo held back her brother who was about to leave. "Who is Kenan's sister's name? You know what not?"

Agam frowned, he seemed to think for a moment while remembering the name of Kenan Meyer's sister. "I forgot his name, you can ask Alex or ask Kenan directly." Agam replied as he walked out of his sister's room.

"A...!"

"Otherwise?" jolt Agam, because Cleo had always held back his steps.

"Nothing, I just wanted to say close the door!" Cleo said with a big smile on her lips.

Meanwhile, Cleo, who is still in her room, is trying to contact Bram, her future husband's personal assistant. Because until this moment he does not know Kenan's mobile number. Funny, isn't it? They are getting married but until this moment Cleo does not know the mobile number of her future husband.

"Let's lift!" muttered Cleo impatiently.

"Hello..."

"Bram, I want to talk to Kenan. Give her your phone!" cleo said without further ado, after his phone call was picked up by the man.

"Mr Kenan, he's..." Bram looked at Mr. Kenan who was beside him, asking for approval from the master who had heard their conversation since his phone was on the loudspeaker. "He's not with me" said Bram, lying when he saw Mr. Kenan shake his head.

"You don't lie, I know he's next to you! Because it smells right here."

"What?"

Bram and Kenan stared at each other with shocked faces, and Bram who was curious if his master really smelled until it sniffed.

"Bram, what are you doing!" Kenan stood up from his chair.

"Well, that's Kenan's voice! Quickly give me your phone!"

"Damn! I got bullied by him." Bram murmured inwardly, as he swallowed his saliva with great difficulty when he saw Kenan Meyer's sharp highlight. "Sir won't talk to you, Miss."

"What?" peeked Cleo very irritatedly. "How dare that man refuse to talk to me?" he murmured inwardly while enduring his frustration. "Listen Bram! Tell Mr. Kenan Meyer I'll cancel the wedding! If in five minutes the man doesn't call me on his own cell phone." Cleo immediately closed the phone, then started counting. And it wasn't until within a minute that his phone rang with an unknown number. "Because of you Kenan Meyer." Cleo said with a triumphant smile.