
"Non... Is this really the address?" Ask driver Nazeera.
"Hum..." Nazeera answered briefly. His eyes looked at a palace. His car was parked far from the palace.
The driver also noticed the Nazeera object. "Isn't this the host of Juventus, Non?" Guess the driver.
"Yes..." Nazeera stared at the driver.
Emang is not Dedi who is here, but his mouth is touching. The other was a forbid-man, the other a troublemaker. If so, my secret may be revealed.
"Non... Kal_"
"If you still want to work here, you better shut up." Dengus Nazeera interrupted the driver's sentence.
The soup was silent.
Huft
It is better to work with Mr. Jaya, the person is fun different from his wife. Kangen mr Jaya.
Inner of the driver.
It's been 4 hours Nazeera's waiting there. "How the hell! This kind of work is not so bad." Nazeera muttered until it sounded in the driver's ear.
What am I wrong? It's just the name.
The driver rubbed his chest. Swallowing bitter but not bitter. (What donk yah? Swallow bitter but not bitter taste.wkwkwk).
The woman took the phone in the bag.
"Hello... You where?" Nazeera asked annoyed.
"I'm here, Miss."
"I'm here, I'm here!" Nazeera half-cried.
"Has he gone or not?"
"No, Miss. I've been waiting for him since yesterday according to your orders."
"Just so." Nazeera turned off his call unilaterally. Because he saw a car coming out of the gate.
"Sir, follow the car. But don't get caught, huh?"
"Why do we have to be stalkers, Non? Why not samperin?" The driver tried to give advice. He actually did not know that the Juventus lord had a son.
"If you still ask again, tomorrow you should leave a letter of resignation." Nazeera replied.
Gee whiz... I'd better shut up. Wanted to ask scared of being fired. Fate subordinates. How would Mr. Dedi go with Miss Nazeera.
Murmured the driver.
"What are you thinking?" Nazeera patted the driver's shoulder. "He went into that restaurant."
The driver followed the orders of Nonanya. Arriving at the parking lot, the man Nazeera followed out of the car.
The appearance is still the same where Nazeera first met him (Aldebaran). He wears a pinkie, loose pants, earrings, necklaces, bracelets and gonrong hair on the back. Not to forget also the man wore his sunglasses to perch on the nose of the man's nose.
"Jay..." Spontaneous Nazeera. The tears escaped back in the eye.
The woman also got out of her car, the driver only noticed her nonanya. Dare not to ask or deny. He did not see clearly that what Nazeera followed was a person similar to his master (Jaya). It may be the effect of age, until his vision is also blocked if seen from a distance.
Nazeera followed the man's steps. Hope anxious. When viewed from the face, it is very similar to her husband. Nazeera really misses her husband. The shadow when together is now back to the shadow.
Really, I miss my husband a lot, I'm sure and I can't be wrong either. I am sure with my heart that he is Jaya, but why his profile is that of a Juventus boy.
Nazeera quickened her pace, heart throbbing from longing. Seeing the figure of the man in front of him was very similar to Jaya. His heart melted as the man passed by.
Aldebaran saw Nazeera pass by, a moment later, he stopped and faced Nazeera.
"Miss..."
Cussss
Nazeera immediately put down a hug on Aldebaran's chest. His heart's implosion convinced him. Or maybe he won't accept it if it's Aldebaran. His face is just similar.
Hikz hikz hikz
"I miss you." Nazeera tightly hugged Aldebaran's body. The veil he was wearing was no longer irregular due to chasing and aligning his steps with Aldebaran.
Seriate...
Which artistic vote....
Come onl..... Many read but like his saggy what else comments.. Yasudah, his authority is also saggy..
Happy reading.
Mksi who is willing to give alms and faithful ma Nazeera.
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