KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

Eps. 80 What Hidden Motives?

In a luxury apartment.

“Sial! Why can't I tell if Bram's getting married again or not? I couldn't even see Bram, even though I tried to meet him at the office several times. My house can no longer be accessed either.  His guards were not allowed to enter anyone on the grounds that Josephira was in treatment and needed calm.” For Naginisa. His breathing was wheezing either because of being too irritated or because of the treatment of Ferdi who was tearing into the core under his body.

Naginisa stood up and immediately kicked Ferdi, the slave of her lust.

Bugh!

“Aduh!” Jerit Ferdi pitted along with a proper kick on his left abdomen.

“Keep there you!” Naginisa orders with a sharp and cold gaze.

Ferdi immediately passed while crawling away. He picked up the phone Naginisa gave him and turned it on immediately to view the video content of his faforit.

“Basic stupid fucking slave! Know his master is confused even engrossed himself.” Naginisa ngedumel himself witnessed her slave who was struggling with a cell phone in his hand.

Naginisa walked over to the mini bar that was available in the luxury apartment where she lived. He took a bottle of wiskey and immediately drank it without using a sloki.

“Hmm... What should I do to provoke Josephira's anger? I don't want my cousin to be quiet in his life. He should continue to be vigilant and frightened.” Naginisa's bell sits in front of the bar table and holds a whiskey bottle. He took a few more sips of that wiskey. “Ah, why don't I just use it? Either Bram the jerk gets married or not. If the hot ball rolls I can tell where Josephira really is. That way I'll be able to figure out how to hurt her again.”

Naginisa thought again to realize the idea in her brain. His sight stopped immediately when he saw Ferdi enjoying the pictures on his phone screen. Naginisa's eyes squinted that there was an idea in her brain.

“Hmm... He is a former artist and son of the super-rich of this country. I'm sure he must know and know some media crew that can be bought and made for the game of public opinion.” Monologue Naginisa while muttering, he then downed another few gulps. The voice and satisfied face as he stopped his gulp, while staring at the whiskey bottle in his hand, he said again, “In addition to the media crew, I also have to use the social network. Fortunately I know the owner of the Mak Lambe Dower account who often indulged in celebrity disgrace and managed to go viral. She will definitely be happy with the evidence I brought this.”

Naginisa got up from her seat. He walked over and stopped in front of a large mirror not far from the bar table.  He noticed the reflection of his own body on the large mirror. Her sexy body is now clearly visible without a thread sticking there. His hand moved towards his own chest, then raised his chest and rubbed the niche below.

“Stuck once. I'll take a shower.” Naginisa said as she walked towards the bathroom. When in front of the door Naginisa stopped for a while as if thinking. Without turning her head she said loudly, “My boy is bathing me now. Hurry along! Put that phone down or you'll regret being born and being my slave.”

Ferdi who heard that immediately put down his phone and crawled towards the bathroom. He still remembered the punishment he received for not hearing the orders due to enjoying the Diva video too much. Ferdi's face looked very frightened because he still had not forgotten the pain of the punishment he had received from his master.

Meanwhile, somewhere else.

“Iya ma'am, I get it. It turns out that there is also a bang Adli who forgets to cancel. Because I once asked for all kinds of contracts like this to be cancelled.” Answer Nabila.

“Only this one is Nab, the person is really maksa. I who was in negotiations with Mr. Adli saw this client so expect you want to continue. In fact he is willing to agree to all additional clauses such as no alcohol, no sexy clothes or swimsuits, should not just touch for any reason to you, unless you allow it. And even if you suddenly feel uncomfortable during the event, you can go straight home and cancel it and the client will pay compensation for your feelings of discomfort of five billion.” Clearly Nesy was stirring. “And finally Mr. Adli is no longer able to kelit.”

“Indeed, who the hell is sniffing me? So willing to sacrifice as much as possible?”

“A young entrepreneur who does not want to be named yet. All we know is he wants you to attend his soft launching hotel for three days. He also explained his own soft launching event is only a day, which two days is a gift for you to stay and feel the exclusive service of his new hotel.” Obviously Nesy. “And there again, you will be given a super special gift for not canceling this endorsement contract. And it's all written in the contract clause.”

“Wow... Wow...” Said Nabila speechless because he was no longer able to say anything. Just this time he got a very, very willing client to sacrifice just for his presence in the soft launching event.  “I feel treated like a queen when I hear and read this contract addendum.”

“Yes that's it. Actually, Mr. Adli still kekeh asked for cancellation because this has become your request and willing to provide consignment cancellation as in the contract clause. But finally Mr. Adli luluh. I was also amazed at that time. Because the person begged and almost knelt down so that Mr. Adli did not cancel the contract.”

“This is so crazy! How am I even scared now? After hearing Nesy's last bu story earlier.”

“Already, I actually feel you will be safe. I'm sure you won't get treated as badly as you did before. Because I see in the eyes of the businessman there is sincerity with all his words.”

“Hmm... Yes, I just walk. Either way the contract has been signed, and we have done our best. So I'll go bu.” Disconnect Nabila. “Tomorrow I'll go to Bali ma'am. Please accommodation prepared.”

“Beres. All your needs I have left to Sadil, your assistant. Tomorrow you just leave with a flight at ten in the morning.”

“Ah alright. Thank you ma'am. I'll go back first then.” Reply Nabila then shake hands and leave the management office.

On the way home, Nabila kept thinking and wondering who exactly the person who was driving it.

“Who is he? And what is the hidden motive of his request? Ah, I hope nothing happens to me. But I also have to prepare myself.” Say Nabila to yourself. “Then what should I prepare? Silat I can't, ah the important thing is to try and pray, and stay alert as long as there.”

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