Duda Casanova Stuck Love Girl Bar-bar

Losing Rival With Appearance

Oh my god what the fuck is he! Why do I feel inferior, to the appearance of him? Even now it is the center of attention of boutique employees there. What a shit I am!

Not wanting to waste any time, Rewindra approached the girl, not forgetting that she was asking the purpose of this meeting. “What is your purpose in meeting me? Not usually you, want to take your time!”

“Why ask unimportant questions, sir? You should understand what my goal is now!”

Not too fond of the call 'pak tucked by the candidate, making Rewindra snorted annoyed. I don't know why he hated hearing it.

“Can you not call me by such a designation, Hon?” pinta duda casanova was, but it turned out that the candidate was reluctant to fulfill his request.

“Because that call is more suitable for you, Sir.” As soon as he finished saying this, he took footsteps.

Entering the boutique that has begun to bustle whispers with his arrival, because that is not the only thing that makes the boutique crowded gossip materials circulating about him. However, the arrival of someone who began to attract the attention of the girl.

The empress of a kingdom suddenly came to a place where the girl was, trying on a suit to wear during the engagement party.

Why do I feel that woman is watching me? What's wrong with her? The Queen shouldn't be staring at me. Huh! Knowing this better, I was playing around and didn't have to come to a place like this.

Rewindra's voice made the girl stunned by the shock she made, “Don't call me that, it's really me ….

His hand was smothered by the casanova widower, considering that Rewindra really did not want to stay in the boutique for long.

“How many times have I told you, it is not good to be angry and if you still stay like this. Don't expect to get away from me, Hon. Because I can silence you with my lips. Want to try?” whispered Rewindra with a sly grin.

Grunting was what could be done by Araela, in the end, the girl gave up arguing with the man in front of her.

Surrounding the boutique, but when he stopped in front of a wedding dress on display, who would have thought that even though the dress, looks simple to the eye and makes the widower look in wonder at him.

“Do you want to try on that dress, Hon?” The offer from Rewindra, made the girl change with a cold look in her eyes.

“No need, I'm not here looking for a dress. No dress that interests me!” She could lie with the deepest recesses of her heart, for the dress reminded her of a wound, and the wound still stuck in her memory.

It makes her so hate a dress, even when attending the wedding party of her school friends, who first married the girl was wearing a suit, with a tomboy appearance.

“Then you want to wear what?”

Reluctant to answer the question again he was singing footsteps that increasingly lead, towards the suit room that made Rewindra surprised when he found out that, the, the prospective fiancee wants to wear a suit that is so suitable to the style of his appearance.

Did I not go in wrong? Why doesn't she want to wear a dress? Did the girl choose a suit? Though it was clearly there, those eyes couldn't lie to me. What happened to his past?

Rewindra also met someone who is suspected to be the owner of the boutique, without thinking long he approached the person, while asking why the girl prefers a suit rather than a party dress.

“I want to ask you something! Why did he choose a suit in this room? Should 'pick the dress, next to the room there?” asked Rewindra with a confused look on her face.

“Sorry for the inconvenience of our service, Mr. ... regarding that, previously I will introduce myself here .. considering I am also not the original owner of this boutique … I'm the Manager who runs Miss Araela's own boutique, and that's why you're surprised instead of seeing what she does?”

Rewindra's expression turned flat, she desperately held back a sense of surprise, about the reality that had just been heard directly, “then why did she not choose her own dress? Prefer a suit?”

“Are you a male candidate from miss?”

“Hm.”

“That problem I don't know anything. However, miss always asked me to make a suit according to what is needed .. Even the dress you have seen it, is actually recycled from the hands of the lady herself … when people want to wear the dress, instead miss never allow anyone to wear it.”

Rubbing rough with both hands, once again heard the statement, that the girl was so neat to keep the wound.

When the views of the widower casanova were fixed on, Araela who was entering a dressing room.

Nodding while bowing respectfully, after not seeing the whereabouts of the manager, he also approached the dressing room to see his performance.

However, who would have thought that he was presented with a beautiful sight, but his expression could not be explained so easily.

When he found out that a round twin object was covered by plaster, and the screams of the girl managed to disperse her daydream.

“Since when was there, Sir?” her tiny hands rushed to put on the shirt, because she was so surprised to see the widower peeking.

“Why do you cover like that, Hon?” He refused to answer the question, but he asked.

Araela snorted in annoyance, with the tone of the question uttered by Rewindra, “Hei, Sir! It has nothing to do with, you!”

“Because you are the future wife and mother of my children, Hon,” said Rewindra.

“Already, Sir! It is inappropriate for you to brag like that,” said the girl, while carrying a suit. However, his steps came to a halt when the widower stopped, then squeezed his tiny body into the wall.

“Do not approach!” However, the widower was getting close to his tall sturdy body.

Rewindra also slightly bent the tall sturdy body, whispering something that made Ara angry to hear it.

“You've gone crazy huh, Sir!” yells from the girl, making Rewindra more and more unable to silence her with her own lips.

“Why don't you like what I do?”

“Although my position is your candidate .. It doesn't mean I want to do what you ask .. It's not that easy, Sir! Because you will never understand my feelings!”

“I'd rather not do that, Hon!” How not to be shocked, when Rewindra saw, two round objects were covered with a plaster.

“Berhenmphhhttt ..” Can not stand, Rewindra also silenced the tiny lips of dangerous opium.

Immobilized, tasted so friendly and did not forget, the body of both increasingly squeezed the wall because the widower, not the elephant trunk was hit by a deadly kick and he himself, had first anticipated the possibility that would happen.

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Secret Wedding (Jimmy & Alisa)

Author: andriyani joint

An arranged marriage between two families leads Jimmy to marry a girl named Alisa, his classmate.

Jimmy's cold, cute, indifferent and flat man must be faced with Alisa who has an inverted personality with Jimmy.

Although Jimmy was very opposed to the matchmaking because he was still in school, precisely 3rd grade High School, but in the end he began to accept Alisa as his wife.