Love And Ambition (Spasibo Iyubimyy)

Go to the Party

Not felt, it has been almost a month I became a lady of Siahaan. We have also gone through various obstacles in the household. Misunderstandings and jealousy Gian, Defects and demands Gian even passed through his nervousness to meet the big family Gian. Surprisingly, after going through all that, Gian and I became more familiar. Gian even often told me his love for me. But he is also still often rude and angry2 unclear. But it's considered my daily meal. I've gotten used to his cold, temperamental attitude, even getting used to his vulgar style.

For almost a month now, Gian was rarely at home. He always goes out of town and even abroad. And I rarely ask him where he's going, in what order he's going. I refuse to interfere in his affairs. Gian never talked about his work.

I'm starting to get bored. Rarely out of the house, even if it comes out definitely with Gian. Even out of the room, I was always followed by the bodyguards. My food is strictly guarded. All my daily activities must be according to Gian's permission. Even Gian wouldn't let me use the phone if he wasn't around. I was treated like a son2. On the bridle, watched for 24 hours, I couldn't even live my way. Everything has to be in Gian's way. I'm sick and almost crazy with all that. I miss the old me. Free of anything. Work comfortably, come and go from the apartment at will, meet anyone, eat anything. I miss my mother, Vian, Om Bagas, his wife Om Bagas, my cousin2. I miss home.

'Tok tok tok'

The sound of knocking on my bedroom door. I hurried to open it. Guards used to follow me where2 looked from behind the door. He bowed before me. In his hand was a large paper bag.

"What's wrong?" I asked with a lazy tone.

"Boss sent this to the madam." Hand over the paper bag. I took it and closed the door. Staying with Gian made my attitude worse. I didn't even say sorry and thank you to anyone else. I seem to be turning into a demon like him.

I sat on the bed and checked the paper bag. A long sea blue dress with a beautiful manik2 decorate on her chest. I was amazed to see it.

'Wow.' inner. My eyes saw a piece of paper inside that paper that contained the handwriting of a person:

*I'll pick you up at 15:30. Get prepared. Liz will come to help you. Wear that dress. Don't dance too pretty.

Your husband

GS ______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________*

I shuddered ilfil read it. How could he put his heart there. Put on red again. Intentions want romantic, tahu2 nya ilfil. But for some reason, in the depths of my heart there is a pleasure to see the emblem of that heart. Uh, what's wrong with me? it's true2 crazy follow.

I glanced at my watch. At 14:00.

'There is still time to sleep.' I murmured in my heart and took angang2 to sleep.

An hour later, I was awake when I heard the sound of my door knocking. I got up from my sleep lazily and walked up to the door to see who was knocking . A beautiful red blonde woman stood in front of me while smiling sweetly at me. I recognised. Liz.

"I've come to help you prepare." (Japan) He said when he saw me frowning. Maybe he thinks I'm confused or surprised. I let him in. He went in and prepared all his equipment. Toiletries, make up, even accessories are prepared. While waiting for her to prepare my needs, I went to the kitchen to have the waiter serve Liz tea and cake.

"Miss, the water's ready." Liz cried from inside the bathroom when I returned to the room. I undressed, put on a towel, and walked over to Liz in the bathroom. The aroma of therapy from within the bathup made my soul and mind calm. I went down to the bath and enjoyed the warm water and the aroma of the therapy. Liz did not stay silent. He massaged my 2 musk2 head, making me feel plump. Good not to play. He massaged the muscles2 my shoulders, hands, neck and back. We spent more than half an hour in the shower and massage.

Now Liz is preparing makeup tools on my ornamental table. I dry my hair first, then put makeup on. An hour later, it's done. Now Liz helped me put on that long dress. Fitting on my body. Gian knows my size. I looked at myself in the mirror. I'm right2 fascinated by Liz's make over. Well-favoured. The word that represents the figure in the mirror reflection.

Along with that, Gian came. He looked at me with a stiff look when he saw me.

'Yes, I know you're amazed. I just can't believe what I saw in me.' My inner.

"I told you not to dance too pretty." He said in a annoyed tone. I rolled my eyes lazy. Liz just smiled. Maybe he thinks Gian is praising me. Liz took care of us and left.

"Then we don't go. I don't want anyone else to see you. We're not leaving." Say again.

"Emang why?" I'm lazy.

"Your looks can be the center of attention. Just close the model to the same way you look now."

"Here are you praising me or insulting me? Let's go."

"I said it didn't come."

"What the hell are you?" I walked into the wardrobe, intending to change.

"Where are you going?"

"Change clothes."

"Well?!" I stopped my steps and looked at him sharply.

"Said not to go. Yes, I want to change. Why wear a dress at home." Sahutku upset.

"Don't. We're going."

"What the hell? Plin plan is warm. "Related growls.

"You angry?"

"You're angry. Okay." Okay." He pulled me into his arms.

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In the car.

"Vi, as long as you're there you can't be far2 from me. If I go to see my business partner, you should always be in Ron's and Kenzo's custody. Do not greet or talk to other guests. If you need anything, tell me and Ron. Ok?" Gian's Message.

"Ok, boss." My mouth while giving her a thumbs up. She smiled and kissed my lips softly.

"I'm right 2 would have crushed you, had we been home." His whisper in my ear. I pushed him in annoyance. I get winded I hear it.

"Hopefully the party's over." He cried while laughing thinly.

 

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In the hotel hall. Party venue.

"Who came to this party anyway?" I asked Gian. He wrapped his hands around my waist and led me through the party room.

"Businesses, Ambassadors, Generals, and Officials2 states." Sahut Gian calm.

"What is this event exactly?"

"A charitable way."

"Mazy? For?"

"Help the victims of the conflict in Syria."

"Seriously?"

"hey are. What do you think this is a party?"

"I thought it was a mafia boss's birthday party." Gian laughed when he heard it.

"You've been blinded by Hollywood apparently. The mob boss never made this kind of party to celebrate his birthday. They rarely have a party. At most a wedding or a victory."

"Victory?"

"Yes, victory." said Lian smiling mysteriously.

A tall, strong man came to us. His great attire, showing him a military officer. He was holding a beautiful girl who was wearing a bright red dress with long hair down the back. That girl might be my age. Maybe he's his wife. He shook Gian's hand and hugged him. Then chat2 with Gian using Russian. I used to hear Gian speak that language. That's why I know, but I still don't understand.

The woman who was holding the officer looked at me with a knotty smile. I smiled back at him. Gian realized that and elbowed my waist. I looked at him confused. But he didn't see me. He was still focused on the officer.

After the officer left, another rogue man came. One by one the invitations came to greet Gian and chat2 with him. My feet hurt for almost an hour standing up to greet or greet other guests. The high heels I was wearing were too high. It makes me uncomfortable. I try to make my discomfort unknown to others by smiling as sweetly as possible.

Not long after, a voice from the podium directed us to take the place that had been provided. I breathed a sigh of relief I was finally able to sit down as well.

"You tired?" Gian asked who was sitting next to me.

"Warm. I regret wearing these high heels." My mouth scrunches the jidat. Gian smiled to see me.

"Quiet, we'll go after the core event." I'm glad to hear that. I'm right2 bete with this party. This party is so boring. Very far from my expectations. I thought it was going to be a lot, there was a music show, and of course there was an artist. But as far as I could see, there were only faces2 tensed with fake smiles embellishing on their lips. Women who are glamorous with an aura that is no less mysterious.

One hour, two hours, three hours, four hours, the event is still running. I'm right2 eneg. my ass feels like it's been sitting so long. Belakku cramp. The boss is not playing. I breathed a few breaths of boredom. But Gian doesn't glorify me.

I felt like there were a pair of foreign eyes watching me earlier. I pura2 did not see him and threw away face from him. I think it's a reasonable gaze from man to woman. His name was only a man, he was not satisfied to see only one woman.

After five hours, the show was finally over. Gian said goodbye to the host of the party, then took me home. I breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the party.