
The king stared flat at his phone screen, reading a short message Julian sent. He complained in frustration, the pen that had been attached to both sides of his finger was placed on the table. Edwar-friend and co-worker threw his gaze at Leo-secretary King who also did not understand this situation.
Drtts…
Drtts…
Drtts..
For the third time the King ignored Julian's call. The man is reluctant to bother her as long as Julian is still bent on making her betrothal again
”Ngak lo lift? That's Om Julian.”
For a moment the King was silent with his eyes closed still with his head turned upward.
“Lo any problem?” Ask Edwar again
The king took a long breath, and then opened sheet by sheet the stack of paper on his desk. “My soul mate again.”
“Tumben is frustrating, usually not. All this time you managed to escape from all sorts of ways. Even kamrin lo dare to refuse Mr. William's son, I until budek dengerin makian him.”
“This time is different. Father who intervened directly.”
“Seriously? Wow, this is creepy. What was a wasted child this time? Mr. Lois, Darren or Felicia the prime minister's son who had chat lo a few months ago.”
King shakes. “Where I know, so I'm dizzy there are no plans to escape again.”
“Fix I'm sure this time you can't escape. So, curious about the girl who will be your wife like how. Laura speek international model refused. Definitely beautiful.”
Plaques
Edwar immediately dodged as a map flew towards him. “Diem. Until I married a girl. I swear I made him mrsel.”
“Do not just swear! Could be lo made money later.”
“Lo temen I'm not the heck? I fired lo.” Edwar shook his head slowly with a faint smile. The King's threat is just like a sleep song to him.
Drtts…
Drtts…
Drtts…
Again the sound of the vibration of the phone is heard. However, this time it is not from the King's cell phone raised Leo's cell phone sekertarisny
“Iya Mr.” Answer the man slowly, then look at the King who looks bodo.
“GIVE HIS PHONE TO THE DAMN KID.” A voice full of anger from across there sounded loud even without the help of speakers.
“Master..”
“Say I'm busy.” Cut the King fast
“Basic son of a bitch.” Julian's voice was heard again, this time Leo himself took the initiative to turn on Spiker. “If you don't come home this second, then dad will stop the flow of funds on the construction of your resort on the island.”
The King's eyes were perfectly rounded and almost jumped out. “Dad, that development has nothing to do with this matchmaking.”
“Who said? I know you made the island because of that woman. This time I won't threaten you, I'm sick of your behavior King. This second also all the funds on the development project that dad pull.”
“But ay..”.
Tuttuttut.
“Sial.” The king swore as he left his chair, Julian's threat managed to panic him. The man clearly knew the character of the father. This time Julian took his words seriously. He then grabbed a maroon suit that was hung in the corner of the room, his cellphone and wallet were almost forgotten.
“Check back all these reports, and file cooperation with Mrs Anet send in my email. There are a few points I want to see.” Say it before you go out.
“Then how about a meeting today sir. Last week we postponed a meeting with Mr. Crush.”
“What meeting is more important now? Cancel.”
Leo nodded slowly, then grabbed his phone typing something up there. “Master, Iaa will take you.” Said later.
The king pulled back long ago, forgetting something. “No. Stay here with the creature. He will leave if left alone.”
“My car? Why the same car lo.”
“Gue ngirit.”
“Ha? Crazy, rich man calculation lo.”
“That's why I'm rich until now. Booth!”
Edwar gasped in annoyance while handing a key to the King. “Be careful not to crash. That's my favorite car.”
“Nakwa.”
“King, I seriously” Edwar's shout was ignored, King ran even to the front of his company lobby.
•••
Ellena squeezed both of her fingers, the girl slightly lowered her head. Smiles every now and then when asked questions by Julian.
“What is Ellena? The little girl I always carry first?” Julian said as he looked at Ellena and developed a smile.
“Iya Julian she's my daughter.”
“I didn't expect now Ellena grows up to be a very pretty girl.”
“That's because my daughter inherited my good looks.” Adams's voice was interspersed with his laughter.
Both of Ellena's parents smiled, the three of them dissolved into the nostalgic talk of their youth which made the girl a little bored. Ellena looked around, the mansion that looked more like a palace, so quiet there were only a few servants and…
Ellena's eyeballs were puffed up when the look in her eyes saw a very familiar girl figure come out with a tray filled with drinks and snacks.
“He right?” Inner Ellena, the girl approached, throwing a smile at Ellena.
“Hay brother El.” Sapa Arabella's. “Tante, om.” He then grabbed both hands of Ellena's parents.
“This is my daughter Arabella her sister King.”
Ellena looked in disbelief. “So, here's why he came to apologize the other day?”
“Ellena, I beg you to forgive me”
The eyes of the two girls seemed to be talking to each other.
••
“Where's King? I haven't seen him since.”
Adams's question left Julian and Arabella silent for a moment. Bella who did not know about this situation could only fidget waiting for her brother's arrival.
“After he will come. I made sure it was.”
Julian and Hanin seemed to believe, after all they had only arrived five minutes ago, not too long to wait. At least while waiting for the arrival of the third King has a long time bernostalgi
“Bella you remember the girl you used to tell me about, she's this girl. Ellena.”
Arabella is a little bit scared. “The girl you often call the second child? He also does not want to be far from big brother?” Julian nodded.
‘When, I like it?’
“Oh yes if not one of you one campus right at the university of Athens?” Ask Julian.
“Iya pa. Brother King is also still in college in the same campus, although it sucks also cold but my brother is a good and responsible man.” Arabella tried to promote her brother and hoped that the girl would not refuse this matchmaking. Ever since the misunderstanding the other day, Arabella liked Ellena so much, she looked cool on the race track.
After a few minutes of light talk, Julian occasionally glanced at the clock on his wrist and then let out a slow breath. The longer the man started to worry. Several times he had Arabella send messages and calls to the King, but none of the answers came from his son.
“It's been half an hour, Julian. Where's the King? Is she okay on the way?” Adams asked, worried. Else the case with Ellena the girl was happy and hoped the King would not come.
“Wait a minute Adams! I'm kan..”
“Sorry I'm late.”