Port of Love Sang Casanova

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"May it always be like this, O Allah, amen" said Nada lirih. Aish, until he forgot to answer the greetings from Radit, so happy himself.

"Waalaikumsalam, dear," said Nada, then took the bag that was in the room. Nada climbed the stairs leading to her room and immediately rushed towards the parking lot.

The tone drove forward his car, splitting the street that looked so crowded. Then the passing of the vehicle to and fro made him unable to drive a car quickly.

Tone a long sigh when looking at the clock that shows 08:00. The event will start in an hour, fortunately the design of the clothes that will be exhibited by the model has Standby there, Sifa sniffed everything well so that Nada does not need to worry about it.

Not long after, Nada arrived at a magnificent towering building, hurriedly walking towards the steps connecting with the lobby. However, his excited footsteps made himself collide with someone.

The tone closed his eyes as the bag of people colliding with him fell down. Soon the man took his possessions. The tone clenched both of his hands.

"I'm sorry, miss," he said, looking up at the woman who was standing straight in front of him.

A beautiful woman, even the clothes she was wearing were very exotic. Her lips are red. The woman took the phone from the bag that had fallen off and threw it into the trash. The tone seemed to close his eyes. Semenjintakkan he? Why did that woman do that?

"A decent place for items touched by dirt," said the woman while observing Nada who now wears clothes that match her. The woman knows very well, the quality of the goods. He knew that the shirt was not a dress. However, as if not to lose, the woman seemed more influential.

"How many men have taken you away so you're wearing a billionaire's classmate?" said the woman with a sly smile while watching the face of Nada who was so very charming.

"I think you're nothing, wearing the clothes you wear is a lowly human dream. I know, how a lowly man can dress like you," he later walked away. His eyes closed as if he did not accept it.

"Sorry Miss, what do you mean?" The tone said so that stopping the money woman's footsteps was now several steps ahead of her.

"Are you offended? It seems you don't have to be offended if you don't do what I mean" he said.

"You can say more politely and calmly, I'm innocent and so are you. If you want compensation you can say," said Nada calmly. The woman seemed to be clenching her hands.

"I can buy without the help of a lowly human like you," he said then stepped away. Tone closed his eyes, how could he deal with such a human?

Tone immediately up, he saw Vino and Emily welcome guests at the end there. Yes, Emili and Vino seemed to have a warm conversation with the woman who had collided with him. A lazy tone to hoard now immediately headed to the room where Sifa and some models who showed her clothes were located.

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Radit stepped elegantly in the corodor, The gaze of the eyes of those around him seemed drugged with all the beauty of the good looks of a creature called Marvel Raditia Dika.

"Delon," he said as he put down the bag then stepped into the direction Delon was looking at him with a thousand questions.

"You been a long time?" Radit reached out his hand and countered Delon calmly and embraced each other for a moment.

"I couldn't sleep all night" he said, rubbing his face rough.

"Is there a problem?" ask Radit.

"My inner soul is struggling, you owe me an explanation, Marvel" he said, staring at Radit with an intimidating look. Radit looked widened his eyes.

"What should I explain?"

"Who's Tone? What's your relationship with him?" delon asked calmly. Radit smiled and chuckled softly.

"What business do you have asking me?" ask Radit.

"Tone good woman, don't play her. Vino wants it anyway" Delon said calmly. Radit clenched his hand.

"He's mine" he said firmly. Delon looked widened his eyes. Aish, hearing Radit's words made Delon giggle.

"You're serious?" ask Delon.

"Yes, she's my wife" Radit said firmly. Delon looked at his best friend in shock.

"Your wife?" delon asked while imagining Nada and Radit's kiss last night.

"Yes, seh is my lovely wife,"he firmly then smiled faintly. Delon stared at Radit with a look of disbelief. He looked at Radit with a smile.

"Are you really?" Delon tried to make sure.

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