
Hearing Aliya's plain words, Fabian cast his eyes at Miranda. Miranda just fell silent and kept wearing her glasses.
Fabian focused his gaze on Aliya, Fabian continued to look at Aliya's face and made Aliya feel very upset.
"Sister Bian why the hell look at me anyway, is there anything strange about my appearance tonight ya."
Aliya immediately took the mirror from her bag and looked at her face.
"You're a natural beauty Aliya, you're a perfect beauty not to be made up of."
Fabian's words made Miranda a little emotional, she immediately enjoyed the food and drink in front of her.
"Don't talk much, it's better now that we enjoy the food and drink that is before us and enjoy the strains of violin music that are beside us."
Aliya and Fabian immediately enjoyed the food that had been provided.
"Hmmmmmmm, is this the cuisine of Brother Bian?. It's really good Kak later anyway Brother should teach me to cook kak."
Fabian immediately smiled at Aliya's words.
"Why can you say that Aliya, this is not 100% of the cooking that Brother made. But Brother helped a little."
Miranda feels Fabian and Aliya are very familiar, she should tell all because Aliya that Fabian is the new Papa candidate.
When Miranda wanted to talk about it, Fabian stuck out his hand to Aliya. Fabian invites Aliya to dance in front of Miranda.
"Come on Aliya, we're celebrating this all tonight."
Aliya also responded to Fabian's request, she also wanted to dance with Fabian.
Miranda chooses to leave the place, apparently to Aliya's knowledge but is seen by Fabian.
Fabian smiled with satisfaction when he saw Miranda who chose to leave them both, he could spend time with her along with Aliya.
Miranda threw the sunglasses in front of her car so emotionally, her chest felt so tight to see her daughter with her lover who was so affectionate in front of her.
"What should I do now, why would it be like this. But I can't just think negatively about the two of them, isn't this my plan and it's impossible for Fabian to betray my feelings."
Miranda opened her car door, she leaned inside her car by playing her cell phone.
Miranda didn't know how else, she couldn't possibly go back inside and she couldn't wait in the car either.
Miranda chose to call Irfan's phone number, she wanted to be able to meet him.
"Hopefully Mr. Irfan has free time to meet me, only he is now my most comfortable friend at this time."
Miranda immediately looked for Irfan's cell phone contact and immediately sent a message to him.
*Sir Irfan sorry I interrupted his time, can we meet tonight at the restaurant as usual*.
Irfan who read the message from Miranda immediately replied with enthusiasm.
*Bu Miranda now I am in my Apartment, Bu Miranda can come to my Apartment later I send her address.*
Miranda who read a quick reply from Irfan immediately followed the address that had been sent.