Married a Mafia Princess
Part 28's. Toxic Triangle
"Let's get your husband into Xil!"
"Yes Mom." They also went inside.
From far away Nela smiled cunningly. "Interesting, it turns out Nathan's wife is Princess Felix. How would Nathan react if he knew it all? But it's good it looks like it could be used."
Arriving inside they were greeted with banquets and tips for Chexil from Mommy Karla. You're wrong Mom should be the one who gets Nathan's advice so she can know how to appreciate a wife.
(Let's not piss us off to Tristan first yuk!)
Move somewhere else. Someone contacted Tristan by phone. The man said he wanted to work with Tristan. They want Tristan to be one of the advertising models in their products.
They decided to meet at a restaurant.
"When I go to the restaurant first, will you come or will I take you home?" ask Tristan. They just got out of college.
"Follow dong, where there's Tristan there's Dimas, hehe..." Dimas chuckles.
Hearing Dimas' speech Tristan's brain fantasizes wildly. "Wherever? Ih slob cook you want to come with me to the bathroom too. You could say my eggplant, ogah I don't want."
"Isa who wants to come with you to the bathroom? I think your brain needs to be reset. If you want to ngeres, go to a girl, I'm a real man," said Dimas while pushing Tristan's head a little who knows Tristan's brain that lengger from where can return again.
"Udah ah don't talk much, if you want to come in the car!" tristan and himself immediately turned the body and then entered the steering chair. When Tristan has stopped his car it turns out Dimas has not entered as well.
"Where are the people, really melt like old-school android," complained Tristan while looking back. When he turned his head he was shocked to see Dimas who had not entered but instead stroked the body of his car.
"Jeez." Tristan tepok jidat saw it.
"Remain you there!" yells.
"How much to buy this new car?" Dimas asked as he continued to look in amazement at Tristan's car.
Tristan shakes "Nih people do not know the time yes. Don't know what Tristan is now in a hurry to catch time" Tristan protested.
"Liet Bro, time has no legs to chase you."
God, between laughing and pissing. Tristan wanted to feel immediately tancap gas left Dimas, but he still felt tired let alone Dimas motor just entered the hospital due to bleeding (leaking)
"Let's go in!" tristan's orders again.
"How much did it cost?"
"One trillion, you can afford," Tristan replied carelessly in annoyance with Dimas.
"It's only a trillion, five trillion, I can afford."
Ih arrogant even though the motorbike often mondok in the workshop.
Tristan just shook his head at Dimas's reply.
"It's up to you to say what," said Tristan lazily.
"Tris rear tire is leaking" said Dimas.
"Well, the new car is leaking. Did it hit a nail" Tristan said as he got out of the car and checked.
Till outside.
"That leaky first?"
"More." Dimas gave his phone.
"What's this?" ask Tristan not understand.
"Please photoin dong!" pinta Dimas while grinning.
"Oh my God." Tristan clapped the eel for the second time.
"Where!" Tristan jerked Dimas' phone and directly aimed the camera at Dimas who was now in style, fusing with his luxury car. Tristan knew Dimas would want to upload it to his social media.
I have not posed with my new car even he uploaded first
But nothing for the sake of pleasing friends thought Tristan. He did what Dimas told him to do.
"Have you?" tristan asked after taking a photo of a different angel.
"Thanks" said Dimas as he grabbed his phone in Tristan's hand and entered the rear cabin.
Tristan got in and drove his car but occasionally he glanced at Dimas through the glass in front of him.
The man looked to be fiddling with his phone. Tristan knew Dimas was uploading the photo. While driving he reached for his phone to check the medsos owned by Dimas out of curiosity with the caption that will be affixed his best friend.
But he was shocked when he saw Dimas not only upload his picture with the car but also upload their photo in the car with the caption 'New car with a new personal driver'.
"Dimas!" Tristan yells in annoyance as Dimas says he is his personal driver. Maybe his fans think he is cool and not selling.
Dimas was just giggling at Tristan's annoyance. Lucnut's best friend tuh people. I just want Tristan to throw it in the sea.
"Once in a while help friends to be rich in cyberspace is okay."
"Whatever it is, just don't make me babu in the real world." Tristan increases the speed of his car to make Dimas scared and yells to stop in the middle of the road. Tristan chuckles because he has managed to take revenge on his best friend by working on him.
"I still want Tris to live. You are yes, when you love to play games. Look out not to report with aunt Isyana," muttered Dimas.
"It's here" Tristan said without listening to Dimas' rant. After parking his car he got down and headed straight to the table where someone had been waiting for him while Dimas headed for another table.
While seriously chatting.
"Hi Tris!" The girls passing by greeted Tristan a lot. As usual, she always showed charm in front of girls. He forgot that he was talking to someone else.
"How's Tristan?" ask the man sitting in front of him.
"Oh yes, sir. Was I asked to be a star in a clothing advertisement?"
"Yes right and here's the payment record. If you agree please sign here."
Tristan read the nominal fee. "Lumayan," he said then without a second thought immediately affixed the signature.
"Then we meet at the office tomorrow" the man said, handing Tristan his company address.
"Okay sir ready, at 8 tomorrow I'm already there."
"Okay I wait there, it's nice to work with you," the man said as he thrust his hand out to shake hands.
"It's nice to work with you too" Tristan said, shaking the man's hand
After that the man immediately left.
"Where's Tris?"
"Currently, tomorrow will come."
"OK ready."
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Tomorrow Tristan and Dimas leave for the company where he will do a photo shoot.
They were immediately herded to the 5th floor where they would make an advertisement of their clothes.
"How is Tristan's brother ready?"
"Ready."
"Okay then please change clothes with clothes that we will promote."
"Where's the place?"
"In that place Mas," a woman pointed at a room. "The clothes are ready inside."
"Alright," said Tristan, rising up and walking towards the room he appointed. Arriving inside Tristan dizzy looking for the clothes that the woman said earlier.
"Where's the outfit? A nightgown, a bathrobe, Muslim clothes, or a suit I'm going to wear?" Tristan spoke to himself in the room.
"Mas Tristan is ready?" ask the woman that Tristan guessed as a cameraman or photographer.
"The clothes I'm going to wear don't exist" Tristan said from the inside." He knocked on the door and examined it.
"This is Mas Tristan that Tristan should wear." The woman showed a row of small triangular-shaped cloths.
"The flame is not a dress but a poisonous triangle (Ish Tristan is wrong when the toxic content can make people vomit)," Tristan said while staring at the sacred object in shock. "I resigned, sorry." (Ish Tristan is wrong even though its toxic content can make people vomit)
"We are a company that manufactures underwear. Did our messenger not explain yesterday about our product that will be made advertising?"
"It was but I wasn't consented to yesterday."
"Then it was Mas Tristan's own fault. Tristan couldn't back down because he had already signed the contract."
Tristan gulped at the words of the woman in front of him. Can be hanged if his mother finds out he took this job. He was also ashamed to do so.
"I'll pay whatever you ask."
"Our breakup doesn't need a fine, it just needs you to make our product sell well."
Tristan added in shock, he racked his brain to solve this problem. There's no way he's gonna ask his brother for help anymore.
"Dimas." He then remembered Dimas who was waiting for him outside.
"Yes I must ask Dimas for help" muttered Tristan.
Seriate....
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