FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 31 The Life Trial of Herdilan Firlando

Yep! I know that annoying new artist! murmured Delan's heart.

Lady Navisha!

College friends Viona Yuliana and Herdilan Firlando. After nearly three years of unseen nose sticks, the girl now turns out to be trying her luck in the world of martyrdom.

Lady is beautiful. And more beautiful at the age of twenty five.

Who would have thought his friend who somehow disappeared anywhere in the sixth semester is now penetrating the world of adult magazine models.

"Guts!"

Director shouts. Said that filming had finished a scene. Filming of the ad was not less than half an hour successfully completed Lady Navisha.

A really talented girl!

There is still a meeting for one more shoot with different locations. And Delan was there only as a 'listener. But in his capacity as BIG BOSS.

His eyes were only fixed on Lady, his wife's best friend once in the blue campus. The Lady has apparently changed her name. Jelita Lara is her stage name.

Though the name of Lady Navisha is quite selling even quite worldwide even compared to Jelita Lara which is the closest really local! Little heart murmur Herdilan Firlando.

Delan begins to remember that Lady was once an SMU school with Viona. And they enrolled in the same college as Delan and Ira.

The world is narrow. People I still meet, even now in another part of the story.

Delan unintentionally smiled at the look on Lady Navisha's face that looked expressive and colorful.

That girl is not her type. But the more he noticed, the more curious Lady became.

He judged that Lady was a reckless woman. Because twice his pen jumped out of his hand and fell on the office floor during a meeting.

Delan increasingly focused his gaze on the new artist who looked tacky and the village.

Hhh... The lady! Even if you paint your hair color into golden blonde, still you are a village woman who can not sell high. Very different from my wife Viona. Although Viona does not like to dress up, but her class is still much higher than you who are pretentious westernized.

Suddenly Herdilan's eyes looked at each other with Lady Navisha's eagle eyes.

"Uhuk uhuk!" Makes him choke and cough.

And it turns out that Lady's eyes remain on her eyes. Staring sharply without blinking. It seemed like he was starting to recognize the Executive Producer before him.

Until the meeting was over, and Delan was the first to get up and leave the room.

While Mr. Yoss, the branch assistant producer who recruited Lady followed him from behind.

"How's Boss? Okay also khan acting the new boy? Although it had been delayed an hour because of a situation that made its performance disrupted!" he said trying to find sympathy Big Master son Owner PH.

"Who would recommend?" ask Delan briefly.

"My-my, Boss! If Boss has time, I can tell him to..."

"For what? To serve me?"

Delan was angry. His footsteps stopped because Mr. Yoss generalized himself with other entrepreneurs who needed special services to smooth the pace of the artist's career.

Mr. Yoss pale pias.

"Listen yes, I am married! Although my young soul is still tempestuous. I already have the correct and clean distribution place!"

"Sorry, Boss! Pardon me! Not what I mean..."

"Excuse me... Boss Delan's? Herdilan's Firlando?"

Mr. Yoss grew even paler, as the artist he was promoting suddenly stood in the middle of them with his hands touching the shoulder of the Boss who was upset.

Lady Navisha, aka Jelita Lara, now stands opposite Herdilan Firlando. Boss and executive producer of Production House of Pesona Tasya.

"Lady Navisha!"

"Finally... I thought you wouldn't recognize me again after becoming an executive boss!"

The smiling Lady looked at the flat Delan alone.

"Bo-boss!?!" sela sir Yoss is confused.

"Please let us have a four-eye talk in my room, with no one to bother!"

"Ready, Boss!"

Delan continued his steps. Now the Lady walked beside him.

"How are you, Jelita Lara?"

"Haha... Not bad, Big Boss!"

"Ga thought it turns out you have the talent and interest to be an artist!"

...Kreeet... Drek...

The door of the room that reads "EXECUTIVE PRODUCER OFFICE" is again closed. He invited Lady to sit on one of the sofas of his spacious office.

"Great are you, Lan! I can't believe you're a rich kid!" he murmured with honesty.

The eyes of the Lady are like the innocent eyes of a little girl who is amazed at the beauty before her. Like the magic Delan was playing. Now Lady stood near to Delan.

Suddenly his fingers stroked Delan's hair.

"Your hair wasn't like this!" he said again, really do not believe in seeing the reality that exists.

"I used to be cute in your eyes, didn't I?"

"It's not just me. All the women including Viona Yuliana, who hate you so much!"

"Me and Viona are married!"

"Wh What? Are you..."

"I'm not lying! Look at!"

Delan shows a figura frame with a picture of her bride and Viona.

"It's been eleven months!"

Looks like Lady sighed.

"Stupid no one knows, huh? Hehehe." he said with a smile. Makes Delan smile back.

"You're obsessed with Viona, aren't you? Eventually, she changed completely to get her love. Yes khan? Haha... Love is so beautiful!"

Delan.

"Don't pretend you are! Haha... You followed Viona to the girls' toilet door that day. That must be because from the beginning you liked Viona! Haha..."

Truly Lady forgot the distance and the fort that Delan had made. Now the two look like old friends who are so familiar from the first.

You can even laugh at the past. And the Lady called Delan 'you' no longer 'boss'.

"Haha..."

The two engaged in a casual but rather serious chat.

"Where are you, Lady? Stopped college in the middle of the road. Go without news let alone say goodbye to your best friend! Is that what you call a friend? Viona loved you so much as a friend back then!"

"We're not best friends. And actually Viona is friends with me who has the opposite nature to her!"

Delan looked at Lady's face. Her tiny lips twitched making the chests of the married man swish tight.

Whatisthis? There's no way I'm interested in a female model like this! he mumbled in disbelief.

"Why did you say that about Viona?" tanya Delan tried to investigate.

"Viona's a good boy. His life is full of luck because of his discipline. Different from me!"

"What difference?"

"Oh, my God, Boss! Viona is your wife, and I am your only subordinate!"

"Yassalam... Hahaha.., I guess what! You're the fucking shit!"

"Someday I'll tell you a longer story. Sorry, my schedule is busy today, Boss! There's a photo shoot at another PH. Oh yeah, can I have your personal number that I can call at any time?"

Delan swallowed his saliva. Liked the bravery of the girl standing in front of him while opening his phone screen.

"How many numbers?" asked again, no matter how often Herdilan half underestimated it.

"It turns out that's it, someone's sacrifice to become a famous artist?"

"Eh? Whatchu mean?... You must think I sold my body to get a job in this world of artistry?"

"It wasn't me, who was talking!"

Bugs.

"Ngease! I'm still a 'virgin'! That's it, Boss!"

Deg.

Herdilan's heart was as if it was being pierced. It was thumping loud hearing Lady Navisha's soft voice in her ear. It almost shook its soul instantly.

"Haha... Boss I say yes? I'll call you later!"

Ughhhh...

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