Port of Love Sang Casanova

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Nada Dan Amara is in a beautiful garden. The park they always go to when they feel sad, Mama Hana was brought home a few hours ago. Rafa also had time to follow his 2 younger siblings to the park, then leave.

Nada felt relieved as she told her grievances to Amara. Amara also did the same thing, trying to reduce the burden of the mind by shouting loudly.profit course in the park there are only the two of them so it does not become the center of attention of people.

"So what's it like to be Micho's mistress?" ask Nada. Amara simply laughed as she wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes.

Tone let out a long sigh and embraced Amara's shoulder.

"Don't expect to be happy with others, if beside you proceed to love you," said Nada. Amara looked at Nada and pushed Nada's shoulder.

"I'm not you who hope in one heart that in fact I can not have, I was broken and did not want to repeat again" said Amara.

Tone looked at Amara. Both have different storylines, but try to strengthen each other.

"I just met Dinda, she's taking us to meet. There is a reunion event in a few days" said Nada. Amara smiled and seemed to think.

"We just wait for the news, we come together," said Amara and embraced by Nada.

Not long after, Amara seemed to close her beautiful eyes. Trying to hold back tears that almost melted.

Nada looked at Amara and tried to find the focal point Amara saw, but what she saw was only the back of someone who knew who the owner was.

"Ra, what's wrong?" ask Nada. Amara snatched her car keys and gasped her car without answering Nada's question. Nada looked worried and followed where Amara went with her fast car.

Nada looked worried when she saw Amara's car stop at a bar. The tone closed his eyes, between entering and not entering the place.

Long thought, in the end Nada let out a long sigh and ventured into it, to a place that his whole life had never stepped on his feet.

"Bismilah" said Nada.

The eyes of the people look giddy looking at him, Tone like an artist who is the center of attention of the people around him, either because of his closed clothes or because of the beauty of his face, or precisely because of both reasons. Some men look like crocodiles who are ready to pounce on their prey when looking at Nada.

In the corner, Nada saw Amara put a few glasses in front of her. Hurriedly Tone stepped up, but a hand pulled the waist of Nada so that Nada was locked in the alcohol-smelling man's embrace on her shirt.

"Good night, baby, write what you want. We're having fun tonight," said the man right in Nada's ear, making Nada's feathers bristle. Nada glanced at the check and then took it, she felt furious at the words of the man who easily bid her. What kind of woman does she think?

"Take me off" Nada tried to release the burly hand that was twisting her body. His heart beats in fear. However, the person spun around and stopped right in front of Nada with his hand still perfectly circular at the waist of the beautiful woman.

"Write it, baby" he said with a smile.

Tone raised the check in front of the man's face, then tore the check and threw it in any direction. The man stared at Nada sharply.

He is, Gino Sinatria a son of a ruler who can do anything to destroy the lives of others in an instant. Therefore, no human being is able to help Nada at this time, except to look at her with worry. There were even those who could only take pictures of the beautiful woman and the man.

"I beg you to let me go" said Nada, but was not heeded by the man.

Nada had to use her knees to kick the man's heirloom until the man groaned in pain. At that time Nada managed to escape, but quickly the man pulled Nada back until the woman was trapped in his carrier.

"Take me off!" shout Tone. The free spectacle grew even more tense as Nada tried to give a punch that was in fact unable to subvert the man carrying her.

The motion of Nada can not be separated from the humans who are now up there, from the VVIV room the person can see clearly the free spectacle that shows the Tone with the businessman's son. The man was leaning against a swivel chair, one of his legs raised above the knee. His hands were folded in front of his chest. As if to know what Nada was doing next, the man focused his eyes on the woman who was now in danger.

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