Painful Love (Painful Love)

Choosing Wedding Decorations

The car driven by Tsamara has entered a skyscraper in the South Jakarta area. A building owned by Danendra Group, centered on the manufacture of cosmetics and perfumes made locally but of international quality. Tsamara got out of the car carrying a recycled plastic bag in her right hand and a paper bag on the left. Seen some company employees in the lobby area greet the future wife of the CEO.

"Good day, Miss Tsamara," said Yolanda, secretary of Bimantara. It just so happened that the woman had just bought lunch for Bimantara. When he returned, he crossed paths with Tsamara.

"Hello, Ms. Yolanda. How are you?" reply Tsamara friendly. Then, he handed a plastic bag to Yolanda. "In here there is a rice box filled chicken geprek, please share it with the security guard and OB. If there is any leftover, give it to anyone who wants it."

"My news is good, miss. Okay, I'll share it with them. They must be happy to receive the food Miss gave," Nikita replied as she received the bag.

Tsamara chuckled softly. "Please, divided equally" he continued. "Yes, then I go up first. I want to give a surprise to Bima." Before leaving, he gave a warm smile to Yolanda as well as some company employees.

As the elevator doors clang and opened, Tsamara immediately entered into a square box made of iron. Inside there are some company employees who continue to greet and give a smile to the wife of the prospective company leader. The name Tsamara is quite famous among them. In addition to being beautiful, kind, she also has a friendly nature and is not arrogant so everyone likes her.

Meanwhile, Bimantara is still busy working on some company documents. There are a lot of files that he needs to sign immediately. While struggling with a pile of files, a knocking sound was heard accompanied by the emergence of Bimantara's personal assistant.

"Excuse me, Mr. Bima. I'd like to give you a report on the woman you're looking for. From the information obtained there is not a single passenger on behalf of Emma Veronica, both land, sea and air transportation are not listed that name," said Adrian, said, giving clarity to the orders given to him a few days ago.

Bimantara exhaled a rough breath. It's been a long time looking for the whereabouts of an ex-lover but there's not a single clue about the woman.

When remembering the incident where Emma decided to go from the side of Bimantara, making her very sorry for not being able to be firm in making a decision. He preferred to sacrifice love for his dear mother who was in the hospital after learning that the child was in love with an ordinary woman, not from businessmen, officials, let alone conglomerates.

"You can go now. If there is current information, do not forget to give the news as soon as possible to me," said Bimantara cold and firm.

"Good, Sir. Then, excuse me." Adrian lowered his head, then withdrew from before Bimantara. The thirty-year-old man was just about to flip over, stepping near the door all of a sudden ....

"Surprise!" exclaim Tsamara with a sumringah face. The girl's loud voice rang out until everyone's eardrums shrieked.

"Tsa, why did you get into my room without the sound of the door handle being opened?" bimantara asked a little surprised, because without a sound the girl was suddenly in the room.

Tsamara grinned when scolded by Bimantara. "That's because the door of your room isn't tightly closed, brother. So I can go straight in without you noticing." Then, he put his hands on his shoulders from behind. "Yes, don't be angry anymore. I admit to being wrong. Next time won't do the same."

The position of the girl's face is right on the right cheek of Bimantara. The fragrance of Tsamara's red musk perfume made the CEO fly into the air for a few seconds. Sweet fragrant aroma, creamy, leathery, spicy combined with fragrances of wood-fruits smell so fragrant and tempting.

The sound of the door closing made Bimantara's consciousness return. Shaking your head slowly, trying to restore the body that had floated a few moments ago.

"What need did you come here for?" ask Bimantara with a cold tone and a flat face.

Tsamara breaks down the embrace while pulling Bimantara's hand until the two sit on the corner sofa of the room. "I brought some examples of wedding decorations for our wedding later, sister. Look, which one you think fits into our concept of marriage." Tsamara's tiny little lips continue to blabber incessantly while flipping through the album he brought from WO belonging to the friend of the mother.

Bimantara was not interested at all when Tsamara fingers moved agilely open the sheet by sheet album. He turned his gaze in another direction, then said, "Choose as you please, Tsa. Whatever your choice, I'll love it."

Tsamara halted her activities and then closed the album. "If I choose everything, how? Does your brother approve?" Deliberately said so just because you want to know the reaction of Bimantara.

Bimantara's eyeballs swerved sharply with a flat face without expression. "If you can, you can choose the decoration at the same time."

At once the smile on Tsamara's face was painted when he heard what Bimantara said. The face of the man he loved when he was upset looked so handsome, making the doctor's heart melt like a piece of chocolate heated on the stove.

Tsamara directly cupped the jaw of Bimantara. A firm jaw overgrown with fine hairs he rubbed gently to cause a strange gelenyar in Bimantara. Beautiful eyeballs move while staring fixed brown iris owned by her future husband.

"I know that Brother is not ready to marry me, but please, just give a little attention to our wedding preparations this time. Two weeks later the marriage contract and wedding reception were held but until now the decoration of the wedding has not been determined at all. What should I tell Mama, Papa and Aunt Hasna if they ask," Tsamara said. "I could have lied and said it was all our choice, but would Big Brother be able to lie to Aunt Hasna?"

Bimantara was silent when he heard the expression of Tsamara's feelings. Everything the girl said was true. He also could not if he had to lie to Hasna who seemed so enthusiastic about welcoming the wedding day of his favorite child.

Even though he once said he did not want to be involved in preparing all the needs at the wedding later, but for the matter of decorating what is wrong if the man took part in helping Tsamara determine the best choice from the many options available. Especially when the reception will be a lot of eyes to look at them because it is broadcast directly by the national television station if the wedding decorations are considered ugly, it is possible that there will be news of birds name-calling both the family and Bimantara did not want it to happen, befalling his family.

Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly while closing your eyes for a moment. After that, Bimantara's eyelids open and brown irises collide with the owner of the lashes. "Well, I'll help you make the best choice for our wedding decorations." So the two people are busy choosing which decorations are good for the wedding.

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