Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar
The justice seeker girl
The skew of the day as the widower had predicted, that the bar-bar girl was in his arms, waking up from a dreamland even he felt alien in a place, as well as the eyes of Araela surprised instead of playing when he saw his tiny body was in someone's arms, accidentally the girl pushed and made the widower casanova grimace when the man's body landed perfectly on the floor.
“A ... pa are you doing in my room, Sir?” The girl asked without regard for the irritated look on Rewindra's face.
“Try looking around you and also why I should sleep in your room.”
There was no sweetness once! It is only fitting that all men no one dares approach her because you will become a cold-hearted girl. What is your past like and how is it to make your heart like this?
The widower was surprised by the apology uttered by his girl.
“M ... af, Sir.”
Rewindra. “For what?”
“Drop you off the top of this padded mattress.”
“No need to apologize, but can you help me stand up? Looks like my body is not strong standing, let alone my butt hurts!” pinta the man, with the disguised mode.
Without answering the question from the widower, Araela went to bed to help the man stand up, but she knew there was a scheming plan in it.
After successfully helping the widower stand up who later, the man also asked to sit on the bed. However, the one who greeted Rewindra pretended to bend the heel slightly at the foot and make the two people gender different, she said, falling back on the bed the burly body of the widower Casanova was under the tiny body pedestal on it.
Coupled with a ramrakkan of a lip that comes from both and makes the widower casanova kiss, and, then smearing the lips ranum opium dangerous but not for a long time he felt pain when getting a raw begoman for his six pack stomach.
“Why do you always do this to myself, Sir?” While holding back the anger, the girl tried to stay calm, and desperately not to beat up the man who would soon be her match.
“Don't be angry and fierce, Hon .. Don't our families already know the matchmaking they've been planning for a long time?”
“Not mean you're as good as doing that to myself, Mr.”
“Stop calling me that name too, Hon.”
The debate ensued, until Araela realized a wall needle, because the girl was late for shif work in the morning, just because of the damned casanova widower she thought.
“Do not get angry again yes, Hon!”
“No.” A short answer, but it sounded so cold. Making the widower casanova was deterred not to steal the start.
Araela Ayudia Gayatri Smith could not linger near the man, considering his messum behavior made the girl's blood educational.
“Send my regards to Ando. Because, in the future I will be busy, with my work and college affairs .. even if he misses me I will come visit him in your parents' mansion.”
After he did not see the existence of a tiny body that can give him a raw bogeman, the widower's gaze also laughed at the words that slightly slapped in the recesses of a Rewindra's heart.
“Arrgghh! Bo.doh! Goddamnit! Why is it always uncontrollable when you are around him? Even now you're back on the rampage, but why don't you have a taste for those who always make you comfortable? Are you really so impatient to get in, and take her out to sea? You yourself have even forgotten what a deadly death kick feels like, but still do not make you go berserk like this? Surprise!”
The man was monologuing with the elephant trunk which felt so crowded because Araela would be harder to get.
Finished fighting with the mind, he decided to take a cooler bath of water, before waking up the son who would take him back to the mansion.
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Ck, that guy really made my blood boil! It's made me late for work and it's as good as bragging crap. About the company that will be given to me. Does he really think I can't produce a company that can beat records? Even within six months I was able to create a company that I built with my own hands. However, I would never want to do that despite my high IQ. Precisely what I want is to seek justice for street children who will lift their degrees. And twice have you stolen a kiss on my lips, even wanting to hurt your precious object if you dare to do it once again.
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Not long after the taxi driver disperse the daydream of the girl, then he entered back into a simple house that had been the place, he lived without any sense of gaping wound that gnawed at the fragile recesses of the bar-bar girl herself.
Elsewhere, in an apartment owned by Bastian there is a crown prince who looks so upset, because the driver did not pick him up according to the agreement last night.
“Sial! Why didn't he pick me up? What don't-don't ..” The mind of a man of Prasetya's age becomes confused, when he feels danger in the villa his father loves him and it must be from the anger of his wife.
A car stopped in front, when the friend saw the look on his face that looked so bad, while offering a ride to a crown prince from a neighboring country. “No one picked you up?”
“Hm.”
“Let me just drive, let's go in.”
Once in the car the prince also got a question, from Bastian about the royal driver who did not pick him up.
“Don't be chatty you better focus your eyesight on the streets, Bas.”
“I'm not chatty ya. It's good to say it like that. I'm just worried about safety in the hands of the empress.”
“Damn, you!”
“Wah-wah you don't look like the crown prince alone, Van,” taunts Bastian while turning the steering wheel that is speeding towards the villa.
Even the middle-aged man, ventured by asking about a kingdom, which was so strong and powerful under the leadership of a King Goerge.
“Your father was really great at leading a kingdom that never intersected with the people. Will you replace him ascending to the throne?”
“Who's in contact, Bas? You misjudged this, precisely since the incident my late twin sister was kidnapped and declared dead. The rebels began to arrive to take Ayahanda's throne, but they would never get it. Because I've always risked my life protecting and protecting her. That's why I warned you to be careful when your daughter offended my niece. Understand!”
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Sana is a successful girl who works as a CEO, now works at a well-known agency company. He had a childhood friend, Victor. Unbeknownst to Sana, Victor signs a contract at the agency company led by Sana. Because their relationship was so close, Sana and Victor finally decided to become lovers.
But the problem comes when Sana's parents decide to match Sana with their old friend's son, Jay who is the owner of the agency led by Sana. The two are both not interested and do not know each other but as time goes by Sana is worried about her choice.
