MY SUNFLOWER

Playboys

...🌻Happy Reading🌻...

"So it's true that beautiful woman is your servant?" ask Vanka who still doesn't believe. How can a beautiful girl who is very suitable to be a model, instead of being a maid in her best friend's house.

"The story is long and yes, what made you come here?" Tristan switched topics.

Vanka patted his wide eel, so fascinated he forgot his purpose to come to Tristan's apartment. "I want you to read this new offer!" The 24-year-old woman took a map containing documents from her bag and placed them on Tristan.

"New offer?" Tristan took the map and opened it.

"Yes, you know Ivana Gunawan, right? He is one of the most famous designers in the country. This time he issued his latest wedding collection and wanted you to be the model" explained Vanka as the manager of Tristan.

The eagle-eyed man read carefully the documents that were in his hands. The corner of his lips was slightly drawn upwards as his eyes caught a name written there. Name of someone who will be his partner. "Ok, we'll take it!" break up Tristan without a second thought.

"Quick that? Usually you're the laziest if you have to be a pair model?" search Vanka suspicious.

"Hm." Tristan just muttered with a flat face making Vanla puffed and chose not to ask anymore.

"Yes, I'll go back to the office and take care of the contract. I'll let you know later." Vanka picked up the map lying on the table and got up from her seat. "Bye."

"Hm."

Vanka stepped away but had not yet reached the door, he turned and looked back at his best friend.

"What else?"

"How about I make that girl a model?" ask Vanka. As Tristan's manager, Vanka is also a Booker in her modeling agency. So he really wanted to make Stela a model, with a beautiful face that would be very easy to get into there.

"Suach to you!" replied Tristan indifferently.

"All right."

.......

My Darling💕

You've returned from Tristan's place?

^^^✓I'm already in the office^^^

My Darling💕

Go straight to my room, we'll lunch together.

^^^✓Baiklah^^

Vanka put his phone back on the desk. He just arrived 10 minutes ago and now he has been told to go into the CEO's room.

"Haaahhh.." the woman breathed heavily. Actually he was still reluctant to meet the director who was at once his lover was. The mistake made by the S-Models agency musician still made him hurt.

This week their relationship feels bland for Vanka. It is true that he loves the lover so much but the mistakes made by his partner have already disappointed him. Their relationship is not healthy, Vanka is not sure if he can still survive or not.

Cklekk

Without knocking on the door, Vanka barged straight into the CEO's room. Inside he could see the lover sitting in his big chair while playing a mobile phone. Vanka walked over to the sofa in the room and sat there.

Seeing the arrival of his lover, the handsome man named Sagara immediately kept his cellphone in his suit pocket, got up from his chair and walked over to Jovanka.

"How, did Tristan accept the offer?" ask the man who is sitting next to the girl.

"Yes.." answered Vanka lazily. He had no interest in seeing the face of the man beside him.

"What's up, baby? You why?" The man grabbed Vanka's chin with one hand and brought the woman's head to face her.

The dark gray and brown beads met for a moment, but only briefly because Vanka immediately cut off his eye contact with the man.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" asked the man, getting upset. She doesn't like to be ignored, especially by her boyfriend.

"Nothing," replied Vanka flatly.

"Then why are you acting like this, huh?" Sagara has been flushed to hold back the emotion of seeing the cold behavior of his lover. Not knowing what's wrong to make the woman ignore him.

Vanka who heard the emotional tone of the man beside her inevitably turned her head, her eyes looking intently at the man. "What did you say? Me behaving? You're the one who always acts like a gara!" snapped Vanka who was not less emotional.

"What do you mean?" the man called Gara was amazed to find the lover's clash.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, until when do you want to lie, huh? Until when do you want to play behind my back, huh?" Vanka is getting more emotional, because she is completely unaware of her mistake.

Because of the jolt, his eyes widened and his face immediately changed pias. "What do you mean, baby?" tanyanya nervous.

Vanka laughed heartily, 'Cause really tested his patience. "Don't act plain, how many times have you cheated on me behind my back, hm?"

"L-cheating? Who's cheating on you? I don't understand what you mean, honey," he said. But it can be seen from the look on his face, if Gara is so nervous and anxious.

"Do not dodge it again, in this company your name is contaminated because. There's a lot of gossip going around and saying that you sleep with your models a lot."

"I didn't do that!"

"Liar! I've been listening to this kind of gossip for a long time. At first I closed my ears because I thought you couldn't possibly be like that, but the more I felt that the rumors were true" Vanka explained.

"You believe more in gossip than your own lover?" tanya Gara is fierce.

Vanka covered her face in frustration, her chest blooming, slowly tears streaming down her cheeks. She cried.

"I just want you to be honest because you're lying, but why do you keep lying. What do you think I've been hiks all this time?" lirih Vanka.

I felt hurt watching the woman I loved cry. Slowly, he grabbed Vanka's hand and held it tightly. "Believe baby, I'm not like that" he said convincingly.

Vanka who was still sobbing immediately fell silent when he heard the words of Gara who again did not admit to cheating.

"You're the biggest liar I've ever known, Gara!" Vanka stood up from sitting down, throwing his hand out of his hand. He wiped away his tears and looked at the man who was still sitting with an agitated look.

"I'm not lying!"

"Oh, okay." Vanka reached into something from the pocket of his blazer, after being able to throw it right in front of Gara's face. "Can you tell me about those photos?" exacting.

Attention immediately turned to the photos of his lover. He took a few pictures scattered on the floor. His eyes immediately looked at the photo.

Vanka laughed looking at the pale face of Gara. "Why? You want to tell me if the photo was an edit? engineered? or were you framed?" ejek Vanka's.

"That-that's.." Because I can't say anything.

"Clearly it is original, it is impossible to fabricate, edit let alone be framed. Your partner is changing, can I ask? Of the many women you sleep with, who can satisfy you the most, huh? Who DO I WEAR OFTEN, HUH?" Again Vanka can not hold his emotions.

"Sa-honey, I.." Because he stood up, trying to approach Vanka, but the girl chose to step back.

"You're disgusting Gara!" hiss Vanka.

"Honey, I'm sorry" said the man.

"Woah..Eventually you admit your mistake, hm?" Vanka was anxious to cry, to roar, to spill all the pain that was pressing on her chest, but no, not in front of this jerk who had made her hurt.

"Yes, I-I did it..." Eventually admitting his cheating.

"How many years are we together? A one? Two? A three? a four? LIMA. FIVE YEARS WE'VE BEEN TOGETHER AND YOU'VE BEEN LYING TO ME ALL THAT TIME, BECAUSE. YOU ARE BRENGS*K!" Vanka pushed Gara's chest until the man's body was pushed back.

"Yes, we've been together for five years but you never allowed me to touch you. I'm Vanka's grown man, I need a place to channel my male desires while you won't help me. Then what should I do, huh?"

Prokk....

Vanka clapped his hands while laughing at Gara's reason. The reason that made his lover to play with other women behind him. "Oh. so that's why. You're looking for an impingement out there because you can't get it from me?"

"What's in your brain it's just indecent things, HUH?"

Again Because of silent without wrinkles, men do not seem to be kept away from things smelling mes*m. It was like a need for him.

"What's wrong if I keep my honor until the day I get married, hm?" vanka's voice now sounds soft, the tears that had stopped now flowed back.

Silence, not knowing what to say. Defense feels free.

"I refuse every time you want to touch me but didn't I say, you can touch me if you want to marry me, but what? You have no intention of marrying me at all. You said you weren't ready, so you actually loved me or not because of it?"

"Trust me I love you.." Gara opened her voice after being silent for quite a while.

"No one loves but betrays!"

Because of being cornered, this is all his fault. He loves Vanka a lot but he can't ignore his biological needs either because it's excruciating.

"If you want it, marry me then your passion will be fulfilled. I will also serve you with all my heart, but this is not, you seek satisfaction elsewhere. Not only with one woman but many, you've been changing partners and it's so disgusting!"

"Darling, I love you so much. Please don't leave me!" pinta Gara.

"After what you've done, you still want to maintain this relationship?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Vanka sighed. "It's better that we introspect ourselves first and I need some time to be alone, too." Vanka walked to the door and walked out. While Gara did not stop him at all, the man knew he was wrong, he would give time to the girl he loved. May farewell not be the last resort for their love story.

"I'm sorry, Jovanka."

.......

Stela and Tristan just finished lunch. Now they choose to sit in the living room with the television on.

"Tristan!" call Stela. The TV show bored him, so talking might be able to overcome his boredom.

"Hm?" sahut Tristan was busy reading a magazine.

"Who was that woman?"

"My manager."

"Managers? What is your job?" stela asked curiously.

Tristan did not reply, instead thrusting the magazine in his hand in front of Stela.

Stela was confused, but she kept taking the magazine. Strand by page behind it and now the question is answered already.

"You're a model?" guess the Stela and Deheman's reply by Tristan.

"Woah, it's cool." Stela looked back at the photos of Tristan in the magazine.

"It deserves to be handsome, it turns out to be a model," Inner Stela.

"Oh God!" Stela screamed inwardly as her eyes looked at Tristan's topless photo. He looked at her for a moment then immediately closed the magazine violently.

"What's wrong?" ask Tristan.

"Nothing, I-I go into the room first," said Stela hurriedly. Arriving at the room, he immediately threw his body on the mattress. The picture of Tristan was back in his mind. "Oh God, he's so sexy," murmured Stela.

After Stela died, the bell rang. Lazily Tristan walked over to open the door.

Cklekk

"Tristan!"

Tristan's body was immediately hit by the guest until staggered into the wall behind him.

"Jo? You why?" ask Tristan.

"Tan, hiks..." Vanka hugged her best friend.

"Get in first, it's not good to stand here."

Finally the two men enter, Vanka sits on the sofa with Tristan.

"Why?" asked the young man in wonder. When he first came he saw his best friend was fine, but now why looks chaotic and sad like this.

"HUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA..," cried Jovanka suddenly, Tristan immediately closed his ears.

"It's been because of cheating behind my back, Tan," she said.

"Hm? Why can?" tristan's stupid question makes Vanka furious.

"It can be a hyster, you know? He played with other women behind me, not just one but many women are hyks and the average woman is your colleague hicks," explained Vanka still sobbing.

"He loves you so much, there's no way he's doing that.." Tristan knows the boss a little. And from the way the man treated Vanka, Tristan could see that Gara loved her best friend very much.

Vanka told Tristan everything without a single cover. In fact, he also revealed the names of models from his agency who had slept with Gara.

Tristan nodded his head in understanding. "It's actually your fault too why not let it touch you." That is what Tristan thinks.

Vanka gaping, not defending him but his best friend was instead defending Gara, the brengs*k who hobby gonta-replace bedmate.

"Basic, everywhere all men are the same. His mind is not far from mes*m things!" Syndic Vanka. "You do too, huh? Do you also sleep with your model partner often?"

"You think I'm a cheap guy? I have my own way of channeling my man's desires. So don't equate me with your brengs*k lover!" tristan is clear.

"The point is the same."

"It's definitely different."

"Either."

"Different."

"What's wrong?" Stela who had just come out of the room was astonished to see the two people who were arguing.

"Steel?" call Vanka.

"Did? Yea?" sahut Stela's.

Vanka stood up and approached Stela, she immediately hugged the girl. "As a fellow woman I want to confide in you. May it?" pinta Vanka is hopeful.

"Bo-can.." although a little awkward Stela is unlikely to refuse. Jovanka looks sad and maybe she can help.

"Hats with Tristan free, he won't understand. He will definitely defend his people. Huh.."

"Yes, just confide in your people there!"

Stela chuckled at the debate of the two people in front of her. Moreover, he was a little amazed at Tristan's other than usual reaction. The young man looked more open to his best friend.

"Let's go to your room!" take Vanka to Stela.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Tan, I'm staying tonight. I'm gonna sleep with Stela.."

"Tan...Tan, you think I'm a demon." Tristan snorted with a sour face. "The address is my apartment shelter now," he murmured tired.

...Seriate...