Mahligai Infidelity

- Diner II

Wulan and Arkan. The sound of the car rang out from the direction of the home page.

“How come I'm back again? Has anyone missed Nyah?” Bi Narsih walked back out after locking the door of the mansion.

Unexpectedly, the car that just arrived was the car belonging to Brian the host.

“Who are you waiting for?” ask Brian as soon as he gets out of his car.

“Night sir, aunty just check out sir,” bi Narsih replied.

Brian walked to the left car door and opened the car door.

a beautiful woman got out of the car.

Brian took the woman to the porch.

“Where are the villagers?” ask Brian.

“That's sir, the mistress is out,” bi Narsih replied while lowering her head.

“Exit? This is the second time I've been home and she's never been home. Every day his nature is getting worse,” said Brian.

“Oh yes, this is Soraya my girlfriend. Later the aunt had to serve him well. If Miss Soraya doesn't feel right here, my aunt's salary is cut!”

“Yan, already. I'm tired of hearing you nagging,” scolded Soraya. He then looked at bi Narsih with a smile. “Aibi don't bother, I just stopped by here. Not going to stay here for long, however this is a Wulan house, I just want to get to know Wulan closer,” explained Soraya friendly.

“Good non, Please enter,” welcome bi Narsih friendly.

Bi Narsih walked up behind Brian and Soraya.

“My room is above, we go to the room?”

“Yan, I made a warm drink first. My stomach was bloated because of the tropical juice this afternoon,” Soraya said.

“Abibi make Miss Soraya a warm drink,” Brian's orders.

“No, I can do it myself. Aunty do not bother,” said Soraya.

“You go up first, I'll be in the kitchen with auntie,” Soraya told Brian.

The man was a bit pushed by force just moved from the room, he was not free to see the lover hassles in his home.

“Where is the kitchen?” ask Soraya.

“Let's go with aunt,” take bi Narsih.

Soraya walked while studying one by one through it.

“Home is this big but not too much stuff,” Soraya said.

“Money Wulan buy goods as needed, he said he does not need to display too much, later bother cleaning,” said Bi Narsih.

“Why not be decorated by designer? The more beautiful the house then we will be more comfortable and comfortable in it.” Soraya came to a stop where bi Narsih stopped.

“The girl is at home, she rarely goes out of the house other than the office,” bela bi Narsih.

“If he is at home he will not wander now bi,” Soraya replied.

“Money goes with Mr. Arkan, they go to dinner with their birthday partner. Mistress does not like to walk with just any man,” bela bi Narsih again.

“Oh yes? Was Arkan with him?”

Soraya seemed to be thinking of something.

Bi Narsih had placed a cup of glass on the table, took a spoon and opened a drawer where all kinds of warm sachet drinks were served.

“Nona, want auntie to make it? Want coffee? Tea?” ask bi Narsih.

“Teh warm aja bi, do not use sugar,” replied Soraya.

“So he said he wanted to make his own, the tip of the tip asked to be made,” inward bi Narsih.

“Aibi sure Wulan road with Arkan mas? Aunt is wrong, right?” ask Soraya.

“Yakin, aunty sure because aunt's eyes have not been myopic non. Mr. Arkan who picked up the madam,” said bi Narsih in a firm tone. He began to be upset with the woman in front of him, had just arrived but had begun to want to take the position of hostess.

“She even started vilifying mistresses, mistresses not just any woman. Madam is only close to two men namely her grandfather and lord Arkan.” Inner bi Narsih.

“Bi because as far as I know, Arkan mas his people rarely want to go out to gather such events. He doesn't like crowds,” Soraya said.

“Nona if you don't believe me, cheque sono, they eat at Skye resto. Aunty time lies anyway,” said bi Narsih upset. Bi Narsih handed over the tea that had just been brewed in front of Soraya then busied himself by wiping whatever was in the refrigerator.

Soraya walked out of the room holding a cup of warm tea in her hand.

“Where is the stomach?” ask Brian from the stairs.

“Have been listening, how have you met the card?” ask Soraya.

“Already, it's in the totebag I used last week,” Brian replied.

“It's almost 8 o'clock, we eat at home bi Narsih who cook?” brian asked.

Soraya walked over to Brian. “We eat out, Indonesian taste? Hmmm Skye resto?” soraya's advice while rubbing Brian's cheeks gently.

“As well as you want darling. But can i?” A hot kiss started happening. Brian slowly pushed his body up to the sofa. The cup in Soraya's hand was placed on the table.

A warm-up that was quite wild in the guest room, the sound of des4han sound was heard filling the entire room even the entire house.

Unsatisfied on a sofa, Brian carried Soraya's body to his room. The fierce battle for the kenik matan continued in Brian's room until an hour later.

—ooOoo—

The rhythm of happy birthday began to echo. A waitress brought a bouquet of flowers and a tart with Sarah's name on it.

Wulan, Renata, Arkan and Aldy sing happily birthday chants. They were glad that their best friend Sarah's happy day was coming.

After the candle blow, Sarah blew the candle with the number 24 in front of her. He looks happy, a little melow in his eyes as if the clear grain will fall dripping from the eye fertilizer.

“Happy birthday Sarah,” said Wulan and Renata along with joy.

“Still girls,” the three girls hugged each other. “Thanks for the surprise.”

Arkan approaches Sarah, “happy birthday Sarah,” while handing over a small paperbag.

“Still in Arkan,” says Sarah.

“Which gift?” said Sarah happily demanding a gift from Wulan and Renata.

Wulan also took her paper bag from beside the chair.

Likewise Renata, he took out a small box from inside his bag.

“Happy birthday dear,” said Aldy then pin a necklace on Sarah's neck.

“Thankyou my dear,” a kiss landed on Aldy's lips.

Sarah sat back down and opened the parcels in front of her.

“This is from Arkan,” said Sarah then opened the box from inside the paper bag. “Waw,” a small wallet card holder engraved with chanel gem on top is removed from the box. “Still mas,” says Sarah happily.

He took Renata's gift box. A new model watch is golden brown. “Thank you Rena,” said Sarah then hugged Renata.

“Everytime you see the time that keeps rolling, remember us. As much as that is the time we have spent together,” said Renata.

“Well yes Rena dear,” said Sarah filled face to face haru.

A box left on the table is a box from Wulan. Sarah took the contents out of the box.

“This what?” ask Sarah.

Wulan was surprised by the clear object she bought for Sarah. “That's what huh?” ask Wulan slowly.

Renata took the object out of the box. “Agot chewy, said Renata while continuing to pay attention to the object. “This is what Lan?” ask Rena.

“I also do not know what Ren,” said Wulan.

“Lah who bought you,” said Renata.

“I just took it off the shelf, don't know what it is?” Wulan took the two balls from Renata then pressed a squeeze and continued to pay attention to the object. “Eh vibrates,” shouts wulan in shock.

Arkan's eyes widened to see the object in Wulan's hands, “This why is it here?” ask Arkan while taking the thing from Wulan's hand.

“That's what's mas?” ask Wulan.

“That's an item belonging to a person who needs more,” replied Arkan then handed the item to Aldy.

With one look Aldy immediately laughed. “Whose it is?” ask Aldy.

“Have Sarah,” replied Renata.

Aldy's eyes were wide. “Truly have you dear?” ask Aldy.

“Gift from Wulan,” replied Sarah Manyun. “That's what's dear?” ask Sarah to her boyfriend.

“Haha precious objects, nih save dalem bag. Do not be in the tar pelotototin seen by people,” said Aldy.

Feeling unsatisfied with the object just now, Wulan shifted her seat slightly near Arkan and asked. “That's what mas? I was hunting so origin take,” asked Wulan.

“It *3**toys,” whispered Arkan.

Wulan's eyes widened, while digesting the intent of Arkan's words. “Why is it there?” ask her.

“Si. Galery was a duty-free shop. Imported goods that are not sold in this country are available there. A variety of unique and interesting outdoor products complete. Cool right?” ask Arkan.

“Gara because of mas, I took the wrong box,” said Wulan pouted.

“Because of this?” Arkan embraced Wulan's body closer to his face. A kiss finally landed on Wulan's forehead.

Wulan's face blushed, she scrunched her eyes in embarrassment. “What are you doing? When you see them?”

“Biarin,” whispered Arkan.

“Mas messing around with stuff like this. Wulan does not want to damage our family kinship. Our status is now only limited to brother-in-law,” stressed Wulan.

“I will marry you, however you must divorce Brian,” Arkan said.

“What stupid thing is on his mind, for the sake of getting a position in the company? Am I just a rotating trophy for the two successors of Vienna Graha?”

Wulan got up from her chair, she headed for the toilet located inside the building. There was a slight upset in his heart, mixed with fear as well as disappointment.

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TBC…