Port of Love Sang Casanova
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Radit took a picture of the invitation letter and then sent a picture of the invitation to someone who he had not contacted for ten years.
"Favoured mother"
Yes, he sent the photo to a contact who showed the photo to Micel. The photo where somehow, he never felt the photo with Micel maybe his mother took silent silence.
Photos that have never changed, he used to hate the photo because he considered Micel his unlucky sister. But not anymore, because it turns out he is his blood brother.
Remembering that, Radit was again grateful to have Nada. A tone that brought coolness in his house that was originally like hell.
Radit sends it to Mira because he knows, his mother and grandmother Micel also really like the boutique. They must be enthusiastic to come.
All he wants is for his family to know the truth about Nada is the boutique owner they love. In fact, Radit wanted to show his family that Nada was a great woman, even when Mira hated her so much. Never once slapped Mira by bragging about what she had.
Mira who was currently together with grandma and Micel in Micel's room was stunned when she opened the WA message that came from a contact that was so long unrequited messages with her.
"My Son"
After a long time of unrequited messages he was receiving messages. Contacts that show the profiles of the two hands fused and grasped each other that certainly belonged to his son and daughter-in-law were able to make Mira smile cheerfully.
Grandma who was introducing objects and photos on micels to help Micel's memory is now staring at her daughter. And Micel too. The beautiful girl looked at her mother.
"What's Mir?" neneK asked Amy enthusiastically. Mira turned her head and looked towards Micel and her mother then showed her the invitation Radit sent with a smile.
"Sheyna bontique held Fashion fashion, certainly the price is not as expensive at the auction. How about we go there?" asked Mira enthusiastically.
Micel rolled his eyes, trying to think. Sheyna bontique's? Looks like he's heard.
"You just bought for 700 million, we can go there. But this time I was shopping. You keep your money," his mother insisted. Mira looks frustrated.
Amy's grandmother was silent and then looked at Micel.
"You want to too? Grandma will buy it later," he said.
"I want to come along, something makes me curious" Micel replied. Grandma Amy was shocked. Even her grandson had just returned home from the hospital, wasn't he exhausted?
"Do you feel like you're going to be okay?" ask her Grandma and be taken in by Micel.
"Okey, we're getting ready now" he said. Micel nodded, Mama Mira and Grandma Amy immediately left Micel's room and prepared.
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The red car stopped in front of a towering five-story building. The driver who was driving immediately got off and opened the car door in a hurry for his passengers.
Before long, a beautiful woman appeared to come out of the car elegantly. She stood perfectly and displayed a stunning beauty, a beautiful Islamic dress attached to her body. Her net looked towards the tall building that read Sheyna Bontique.
"Come, please enter Young Miss," Sifa and a few people welcomed Nada forward.
Tone twirled the beautiful eyeballs that were so dazzling to the eyes of the one who looked at him, as he stared at Sifa. Not if his best friend was too formal to him.
"Let's Miss" said another employee. Tone stepped, walking towards her boutique that was conjured so beautifully and stunningly. Seats lined up neatly in front of the stage. Tone walked on the red carpet towards the main room.
"Sifa, come with me. You're with me, let someone else sit in front" Nada said politely but sounded very clear and easy to hear.
Sifa nodded then followed Nada's steps. Guests began to arrive, while Sifa and Nada were now in the room Nada. Surely they come out later, when the time and place are prepared the host to him.😍😍😍
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