Lost, Love of Two Hearts

Anger

In the United States, a man kicked off his desk after getting information from his assistant. He was so furious that he clenched both of his hands tightly. He shouted with all his might like a mighty thunder. Fortunately, his work room was soundproof, if not must have been heard to the outside where some employees were working.

"Arghhhhhh, you brat. Does he no longer respect me as an older person!" the middle-aged man was furious.

Instantly, the assistant who was in his study room became shocked and felt fear.

The middle-aged man turned his head towards his assistant who was standing in front of him.

"Martin, you book me a flight ticket to Jakarta tomorrow morning, hurryttt!" pinta the middle-aged man was a little rough.

"Ba-good, Sir!" martin then turned around and rushed away according to what his boss had ordered.

Upon seeing Martin leave from before him, the middle-aged man freely ruffled the items on his desk until the room fell apart.

"Damn it, how dare he consider me non-existent, arghhhhh!" he shouted loudly, until he stopped making a sound when his head felt a sudden pain.

"Akhhh, it looks like my high blood is relapsing!" his murmurs whimpered while stomping on his aching head.

"This is because of that brash child," he said, this time holding back his anger.

In another city, Paris. As usual, Byan was having fun with his woman. But this time the woman was not Jane, but her other lover, precisely her affair.

Dert dert dertttt

A cell phone rang from above the nightstand next to his bed. But Byan did not care about the sound of the phone. Yes, Byan most do not like to be disturbed if his activities or his pleasure is disturbed.

Dert dert dertttt

For the second time the phone rang, but still Byan did not care. Until the third ringing sound, fourth and so on Byan still did not care. Even the sound of his phone, he made the rhythm as an additional tool for his pleasure with his lover. How outrageous Byan is.

A few hours later, the two lovebirds had completed their satisfaction.

"Thank you, baby. You're the best of all the women I date" said Byan as he kissed her lips.

Verily the words of Byan always make the heart of every woman he dates melted. How not, Byan always gives great compliments to his lover.

Shortly after, Byan got up from the bed with his chest still plain. He grabbed his phone on the nightstand and saw a missed call on the phone screen.

"Currently, is there any more to this bully? Always ruining my fun!" muttered Byan looks indifferent as if he does not care about the call that turns out from his best friend, Wandi.

Byan put his phone back on the nightstand, then walked to enter the bathroom.

But before that there was a knock on the door from outside the room.

Tokkkk tokkk tokkk

"Woi, perverted man ... open the door," cried Wandi loudly.

Byan stopped his steps and sighed in annoyance.

"Find the problem moreover, that son of a bitch," murmured Byan grumpily.

"Ahhh, stupid very. I DON'T CARE," cried Byan pressed his sentence from inside his room.

Byan still did not care so he stepped into the bathroom. As for her lover, she just covered herself with a blanket hearing the commotion of the two companions.

"This is very important news, Byan. Open woiiii, or I break the door!"

Dorrr dorrr

This time the door of Byan's room was knocked by Wandi very hard.

"Jeez, crazy this kid. You fucking jerk!" byan was very disturbed.

With great force, Byan went outside from the bathroom and opened the door of his room.

Chequelek

"What's up, goddamn it?" byan asked.

Wandi smiled with relief when he saw Byan open the door.

"Here come with me," Wandi pulled Byan's hand into the living room.

"Let's go, what the hell ahhh!" Byan was angry and upset.

"Bokap loe leaving tomorrow to Jakarta, I was horrified from one of the employees in the office," said Wandi.

"What's? No way, you misheard the times," denied Byan did not believe.

Wandi shook his head and pointed his finger at Byan by swinging it.

"Hem, don't believe you!" exclaim Wandi.

Byan still does not believe in the words of Wandi. Because after all, his papi had not set foot in Indonesia for several years because of one thing.

"Loe wants to know what is the reason why you go to Jakarta?" ask Wandi.

Byan shook his head feeling like he didn't know at all.

"The reason is because he will attend someone's wedding," said Wandi who knows.

Byan was shocked.

"What's? A wedding? Who the hell?" Byan wonders.

Wandi just put his shoulder out.

"What do-do not..," murmured Byan with conjecture.