Port of Love Sang Casanova

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"Happy Afternoon Miss Angkuh" he said.

Deg, Zifana's heart is racing. Was he the one who was talking? His arrogant face seemed to disappear somewhere, wanted to look back but he seemed hesitant.

Delon looked at the face beside him in astonishment. Unexpectedly, the woman beside him was so beautiful. Aish, beautiful but haughty and very jutek. Evil and devil-hearted.

"I never thought we'd see each other again here, arrogant lady. Though his intention was to have me take the police to your house." Delon returned to his position, looking ahead. Zifana took a long breath. He closed his eyes, Radit's best friend here who is very good at breaking his heart with sharp words as sharp as a sharp sharp sharp sharp sharpening knife.

The two of them were still facing forward, both of them were silent. Even Zifana still owes her life to the man next to her, but to just thank her it feels like her tongue is so twisted. Once again, all this time he had never found a person like a person who was beside him.

As a result, Zifana enjoyed the magnificent stage scenery that so seized the attention of it. Hope only to join and cooperate with Sheyna bontique in order to help her papa. People beside? I don't know, let's just say the wind is useless to listen to.

Zifana pulled out her phone and sent a message to Sifa.

Miss, I've been at this event. I sat right in front of the stage. I'm waiting to meet you and the Ouner Sheyna Bontique later. Send

Okay, miss, after the show, we meet. Wait out. Soon the ouner will give a welcome and we will talk after that. Answer

Getting a message reply, it is like a fresh breeze that gives coolness. Zifana smiled faintly.

In her room, Nada looked down, the show was almost over and her husband never came? When to wait? Didn't her husband give her encouragement? Tone closed his eyes.

Sifa who had seen his boss's behavior seemed to approach Nada and rubbed slowly Nada's shoulder.

"What makes you confused?" ask Sifa.

"Mas Radit, why didn't he come? I was very worried about Sifa. I don't know why I'm nervous, I feel like he's next to me." Tone stared at Sifa with a restless face.

"You can, Nada. I'm sure you can" said Sifa trying to convince Nada.

Outside the room all the attendees watched the front, all enjoying the event enthusiastically. The host carried the show well and was very demanding. So that it arrived at the core event, which was a speech by owner Sheyna bontique then rest.

"To Miss Ouner Sheyna Bontique, with all due respect our time and place." The hostess invited.

The tone in the room turned to Sifa. They look at each other.

"Come out, it's at the end of the event" said Sifa. Tone nodded slowly, sighing deeply.

"Beautiful Miss Ouner Sheyna bontique, with all due respect the time and place we welcome." The host again invited.

With a calm and elegant-looking step, Nada immediately walked out of her room. Her beautiful and very charming face looks radiant. Tone walked up the stairs and walked towards the stage.

No No No

The pounding of Nada's shoes sounded loud, making the silence of the atmosphere seem stiff.

The eyes of all the audience focused on the stage, wanting them to immediately know the face that had been behind the scenes for so long.

Delon, take a deep breath. Radit asked her here? Who owns Seyna bontique?

Vino was silent. The tone will appear? Didn't he not show up at the time?

Zifana stared at the stage enthusiastically. He wanted to know the face of the person he was going to talk to.

Amy's grandmother, Mama Mira also enthusiastically looked up.

Micel was silent looking at the corner of this room, it seemed like he was no stranger and very close to this room.

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