
Alessandra prepares to go to Kenan's villa to meet Bagas and Dilara. She wears clothes that look very beautiful and she also wears makeup not to forget she wears perfume too.
"Ah, how fragrant I am ... I hope Bagas can accept me again and we can date again even if he is married, anyway they are married not for love .." said Alessandra while looking at herself in the mirror.
He started wearing his little bag and then he started walking out of his hotel room, as he closed the door he glanced at his side room which was also open.
"You!"bastian and Alessandra shouted at the same time.
"Why are you here, and you're staying here too?"bastian said very slowly.
Alessandra did not answer Bastian's words she saw Bastian's appearance from head to toe.
Looks like he's so insane, he looks like a badass ... Alessandra.
"Hey, answer me!"bastian's snapping made Alessandra wake up from her daydream.
"Ha, yes. I came here just to calm my mind but I met them, who were on the moon," Alessandra revealed, making Bastian round his eyes.
Bastian approached Alessandra and held her shoulders with her hands.
"You're serious?"bastian asked very gently.
"Yes, and I'll see them at the villa soon ... I will win Bagas' heart again as before" said Alessandra.
Looks like she can work with me, to get her love Dilara back. Inner Bastian.
"Hey, take off your dirty hands" Alessandra said, releasing Bastian's hand from her shoulder.
Bastian smiled and pulled Alessandra's hand into her room.
"Hay! Unhand me!"shouted Alessandra.
After arriving in his room Bastian immediately locked the door of his room, then he approached Alessandra who was sitting on the sofa.
"You don't mess around, you think I'm afraid of om, om, like you." said Alessandra very closely.
Bastian shook his head and sat down next to Alessandra.
"You're a kid but. Your mind is so dirty do you watch adult movies?"bastian said very cuefully.
"Have I seen adult films, I've heard of them a lot and I've never seen them" Alessandra said.
"Geez, this kid really makes me dizzy" Bastian said as he massaged his head.
"Tell me what, I don't have much time because I'm going to meet Bagas." said Alessandra very closely.
"I want to invite you to work together, so we can get them back" Bastian said, making Alessandra open her mouth wide.
"You think I'm a criminal like you, I'm not cooperating with you ... Now it's not the door I want to get out!"alessandra yelled to upset Bastian.
Bastian held onto Alessandra's two hands so they looked at her very closely.
"You don't want to work with me, I'll teach you a lesson that you won't forget for the rest of your life!"
"Take me off! Don't think I'm afraid of you who already stink of that land!"yelled Alessandra while rebelling so that she was released by Bastian.
Bastian pulled Alessandra's hand towards her bed very strongly making Alessandra afraid.
O Allah, protect the servant of this land crocodile. Alessandra.
Alessandra rushes to Bastian's bedroom door but has not been able to unlock it, Bastian pulls Alessandra's hand back and takes her to bed.
He drew the tiny body of Alessandra who shook violently because Alessandra was very scared.
"I beg you to let me go, I am still virgin don't take away my chastity, Om!"alessandra shouted, making Bastian speechless.
Very good, I can feel the umpteenth virginity. This is a lesson for him so he can appreciate my decision, Bastian's mind.
"It's a lesson for you, so you don't get pretentious" Bastian said softly.
(Skips)
Bagas and Dilara sat on the balcony drinking orange juice, enjoying the gusts of wind.
In addition to playing his cellphone he glanced at Bagas who was sitting relaxed while watching a movie, whether the film Dilara did not know it and he was very curious slowly he approached Bagas.
Uh, she was watching how to be a successful person, Inner Dilara.
"Gas, what are you looking at that for?"tanya Dilara who was standing behind Bagas.
Bagas turned his head and he pulled Dilara's hand and sat her down beside him.
"You know, I'm gonna make a business out of the capital that papa gave us. I will open a florist and an online clothing store. We can sell it while in college," Bagas explained, making Dilara smile.
"It turns out you are very responsible, even though papa owns the company you do not want to go with, "Dilara said.
"Ra, I as a husband should give you the best because I want you to be happy. Even though we don't love each other and I have to try as much as I can" said Bagas.
This bag he can make me melt his words, if this continues I can fall in love with him. Inner Dilara.
"Ra, do you agree?"asked Bagas while staring at Dilara.
"Ha, yes. I agree." replied Dilara with a sweet smile to Bagas.
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Mr. Ardan was waiting for the arrival of his only daughter in the living room along with Farhan. Ameena finally came and sat next to Mr. Ardan.
"What's up, Pa?"ameena asked as she looked at her brother's face and also her Papa's face which looked very serious.
"Papa wants you and his friend's son Papa to get married."
Ameena was limp and she immediately fell silent and thought about Dilan, just now she had started liking men and now she had to marry another man.
I can't refuse papa's wishes, because I always obeyed his orders, but. Anyway I don't want to have to. Inner Ameena.
"Ameena."Call Farhan.
"Huh?"
"The answer is, dear Papa .." said Farhan and Ameena directly looking at her Papa's face.
"Ameena, don't know the man" Ameena said.
"After you get married, you will get to know each other and on Sunday you will get engaged" explained Mr. Ardan.
"Well, Ameena went into the room first." said Ameena very gently as she hurried away.
"What, Papa's sure Ameena will be happy with the boy who still stinks?"farhan asked, remembering that Dilan was his student's son and also his student's son Ameena.
"Papa knew, Dilan was a very good student even though he often truant and he never committed his crimes even though. And Papa believes he can make Ameena happy because he is Alfaro's heir." Pak Ardan made it clear Farhan understood his satisfaction.
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