Port of Love Sang Casanova

Port of Love Sang Casanova
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"Are you really?" Delon tried to make sure. Radit leaned his body on the swivel chair and looked towards Delon who seemed to be furrowing his brows.


"Yes, I am really!" said Radit steady. Delon laughed then stood up and patted Radit on the shoulder and hugged his best friend tightly.


"Geez Marvel, so Nada's whereabouts between us all this time because you're here?" ask Delon. Yes, he was aware of the existence of Nada and Radit which were always together. From the arrival of Radit to the appearance of Nada on this island.


"You think?" Radit opened some files and turned on his computer.


"Where did you find such a beautiful angel?" delon asked while resting his butt on the chair.


Radit chuckles softly, remembering some sickening encounters with Nada and ending up in a Bar that eventually moves Radit's heart to help the beautiful woman.


"At the bar" replied Radit.


Uhuk, uhuk.


Delon seemed to be choking on air. How can Nada be in the bar? Was his best friend not speaking wrong?


"You why?" radit asked while thrusting a bottle of water at Delon.


"Tone? At Bar?" tanyakanya. Radit raised his eyes slightly and smiled.


"Yes, even until now I don't know why the beauty is in the bar" Radit said. Tone, the woman now filled his brain. Delon gulped down a few sips of water then looked at Radit with incredulous eyes.


"You serious? First gathering?" tanyakanya.


"No, meeting for the whole time. But, only then did I care about his views.


"Then?" ask Delon. Radit looked at Delon furiously.


"hem, stop. It's a long story, which obviously me and Nada love each other." said Radit with a beautiful smile.


"Then why didn't you announce your wedding? At least to all of us your friends. Vino is in love with Nada, I think Nada is Vino's lover" Delon said calmly.


"Everything needs a process, until eventually I will tell the world that Nada Aira Azzahwa is the beloved wife of Marvel Raditia Dika," Radit said as he moved his hand on the keyboart.


"fast... "


"Don't interfere with my work, go! Next time we plan to eat together, but please, let this be our secret" Radit said calmly.


"You covered all this from Vino?" tanyakanya. Radit took a long breath.


"I'm sure Nada can handle Vino without me admitting it in front of Vino" Radit said.


"Don't spit fire" said Delon.


"If in the end I have to give up, I shouldn't give up. My wife's tone and forever will be like that. This is not the right time to show the existence of Tone in the audience. You know, there are so many enemies in the blanket, I don't want Nada in danger" Radit said calmly.


Delon heaved a sigh of relief and looked towards Radit. Delon was one of her best friends. Nicho and Vino? They were indeed four friends, but the two people had the same character so that they looked closer.


"Okey, I get it, then I have to go, good afternoon Mr. Marvel," he said with a smile.


"Go,"


"You don't want to come to fashion? Lots of successful people came. You're not afraid your wife is glimpsed by people?" delon asked and then walked away.


Radit closed his eyes, Tone so disturbed his heart that a call came in on his phone.


Looked at the grandmother's name there, immediately Radit shifted the green button.


"Yes hello, Grandma" said Radit calmly.


"Marvel, where's Nada? Why don't you guys go home? Grandma wants Nada's cooking food," said the grandmother with a stir.


"Are you poor? Why let your wife work?" ask grandma. Radit covered his ears, his grandmother was really disturbing his hearing.


"It's a Tone Nek's dream,"


"Is that right?" ask her grandmother again.


"Hem,"


"Okey, grandma, wait for your arrival. You go home, rest. Did you just get to last night?" ask his grandmother and be taken in by Radit.


Radit hung up his phone when grandma did the same.


Radit glanced at the cell phone that showed at 11:00 Surely Tone is done. He immediately took care of all the equipment and sauntered away. With Delon chatting made him forget time.


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The models sauntered over the runway beautifully. They showed off the beautiful clothes of the designers who were so dazzling, to the ten models in the middle standing on the catwalk with grace.


Until finally arrived at the auction session, and the announcement of the most popular designers.


The models from the first to ninth sequence numbers have passed the auction with the highest price of 500 million and can be obtained by beautiful designers who now sit beautifully in front of the catwalk stage. Yes the woman is Zifana sinatria, until finally the last model advanced and managed to grab the attention of the public.


"Let's open the price, for the stunning design of the sheyna bontique. The famous boutique that was so mysterious the past four years," said the moderator in a loud voice.


"35 million," handsome businessman gives an offer.


"55 million" said the man in the corner.


"100 Million," said the middle.


"150 million," said the man on the sidelines.


"250 million," said the one behind again.


"500 million," said the man back there.


Zifana clenched her hands, something equaling the price of her design?


"500 million? Does anyone want more than that?" ask moderator.


"750, give me that shirt!" said a loud and firm voice coming from up there. All eyes looked towards the woman in a pretty pink suit.


Zifana's eyes widened in shock at Mira who was loudly paying for the design expensively.


"Plok, plok, plok," the moderator clapped his hands and circulated his eyes upward. Staring at the beautiful looking middle-aged woman who was now folding her shirt sleeves elegantly.


"Wow, 750?" ask moderator. Mira stepped down the stairs, the pounding of her expensive shoes resounded in the ears.


"Yes, those clothes and designs are so beautiful. I want to have it, where is the owner of Sheyna bontique? I want to talk to her" asked Mira with a smile.


"Okey, the show has ended and we have the most popular designer who falls on Sheyna Bontique, with a price of 750 million. With all due respect please for the owner to immediately rise to the catwalk," said the moderator.


Nada and Sifa looked at each other backstage, Nada could clearly see her in-laws were there. What's he supposed to do?


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