Love Choices Mas Duda

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Gharda just left the document with no intention of working on it, a warm glass of coffee might have started to cool down from not being touched at all. To be honest he was lazy to work today, but at home he was reluctant because there was Afrinda there. Be himself who works today ignoring the holidays recorded in kalander.

Remembering the incident this morning that clearly Araz was looking at him with a sad look, not Afrinda. But what is possible? Ahk! Randomizing her hair order was rough, it seemed like it had to be completely out today.

Tiffany's number could not be reached making it even more frustrating, contacting her manager turned out Tiffany was in the printing office of JESSSKY magazine. He better go after her.

All the other printing employees and editors saw Gharda's adoring gaze, not caring about walking towards Tiffany's private room.

"Garda." Tiffany stood surprised when she stopped by here. As a result, Tiffany's shadow smiled meaningfully.

"You busy?" tanya Gharda sat in front of Tiffany.

"As you can see for yourself, huff." Come put on your pity face, forget your quarrel yesterday.

Apologizing for her mistake, Gharda smiled warmly sorry to be accepted. For a moment they both talked warmly.

His chance!

Pretend to go to the bathroom by leaving her paperwork cluttered on the table, something was tucked between the sheets of paper and had to linger in the bathroom until Gharda read the contents.

One sec...

One minute...

Gharda was uncomfortable looking at the messy paper on the table, collecting it to look more neat and there was one sheet of paper that caught her attention. In arrears of bloated magazine publishing costs, Gharda clucked into a mess.

"Ghardaa!" In a hurry Tiffany ran to grab the paper Gharda was holding. "You!" he pretended to be annoyed.

"You need help with JessSky?"

"No, Ghar. I can still handle it alone, I've borrowed a lot from you" Tiffany said as dramatically as possible.

"Don't say that, I don't charge the money. I understand how hard you're trying to keep this up, there's no rejection for my help!"

It was not until some time the sound of the notification from Tiffany's phone made her smile in relief that the money had already been transferred.

"It's a lot" said Tiffany.

"It's okay, wear it well."

Gharda surrounded Tiffany's room and found something hidden behind a flower pot on the table of the guest sofa, there was a photo of a child in uniform just like Jelita's uniform. "Whose picture is this?"

DEG.

"That's a picture of my niece" Tiffany replied nervously.

Gharda gnawed confused still pay attention to the photos that are still in her hands, instead of paying attention to the face of Tiffany's long-goals.

"Ghar, what's wrong?" Tiffany felt intimidated.

"Since when have you had a sibling?"

"That's my cousin's son" said Tiffany.

"Oh yeah? But you once said, nothing to do with kel-"

"That's just a photo that was accidentally saved, what's wrong?" Tiffany was getting nervous.

Again Gharda looked at the face of the child in the photo and then looked at Tiffany's face with a long time. "I brought this picture. Her uniform in this photo is the same as Jelita's, maybe Jelita knows her."

"Don't!"

"Why?"

"Yes-yes to what?"

"Question only. Never mind, I'll go home first." Gharda ignored Tiffany's words, hurriedly stuffed the photo into her pocket to kiss Tiffany's forehead briefly and left.

"Mampusses! Why did you teledor Tiffany, forgot to save her picture. If Gharda investigates, it could destroy everything!" Had taken a moment just to miss her daughter through a photo taken from her daughter's school file, but why forget to save it?!

Ting!

"Well, you don't want to see me anymore, do you? Why would God give me pain, if it only makes me angry? Where did mama not come again?"

The voice note of his daughter made his feelings turbulent.

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