Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Smile

Isma and the group arrived at the exact location at nine o'clock. Because they had a lot of rest for Zuhur prayer and lunch, then asar prayer. Then it stopped again at Magrib, and again continued the journey of Isa.

Isma's eyes glazed over as she got out of the car. "God willing" he said as he looked at an old castle in the middle of the forest.

"Say, this castle was built by a rich merchant. He wants his whole family to stay here." Bimo Said.

All the team members have arrived. Their car helps Bimo's car shine around the old castle. So that they can see clearly the beauty of the design of the building.

"Okay, because it's all here. For the Men, split it into two teams. Some were looking for firewood and started a fire. Some put up a tent." Bimo's Order.

They hurried to carry out Bimo's orders. While Bimo joined the firewood scout. While the women, arrange tables and folding chairs for tenpat they arrange food and other cooking utensils.

"Sir Isma, the Boss is calling." Shouted Maria who was near Bimo's car, while Isma was busy composing firewood to start the fire.

"Boss?" Isma hurriedly stepped towards the Car to take the HP in Maria's hands.

"Thank you." He said to Maria. Then Isma stepped slightly away from the entourage.

Bimo watched from a distance. "Isma.." He quietly.

"Say me Bimo. If Bimo mas still doubt, there mbak Isma keburu taken the other." Goda Hengki's.

"Difficult, bro. All wrong. It's close, he just thinks I'm a friend." Obviously Bimo.

"But love still has to be expressed, Mas Bimo. Whatever happens, at least there will be no more regrets later." Connect Doni.

Bimo nodded slowly. What they say is true. After all Bimo only guessed that Isma likes the Boss. Who knows, it's just a prank. Jealousy saw Isma's closeness to the Boss, only for fear of losing Isma.

And in a place some distance away from the entourage, Isma spoke to Prince through Handhpone.

"Have you arrived?" Ask Prince.

"Already, Boss. This again sets up tents and other supplies."

"Seru looks like. If I could come."

"Can I help you, boss?" Isma's question shifted Prince's conversation.

"There was. Help, enough with you to wear the ring."

"Boss I mean, I became a scapegoat to protect the Boss's affair from Amanda's rampage?"

"If not, what is dong?"

There was the sound of Prince breathing, it seemed like he was breathing deeply.

"My relationship with Amanda ended two weeks ago, Isma." Evidently.

"Lied."

"i'm serious. That's the truth."

"Then, why Amanda just called me this afternoon. Why didn't she do it two weeks ago the day you ended the relationship."

"Where do I know. What does it have to do with him anyway. I didn't have any feelings from the beginning with him, just a friend nothing more."

"Yes whatever, Boss. Want a friend, a boyfriend or whatever it is, it has nothing to do with me. I just don't want the Boss to play me. That's it."

Isma immediately ended the unimportant conversation. Then he went back to the group.

And in his room, Prince was upset. He even slammed his Handphone onto the bed.

"What the hell do you want Amanda for?" His shouting.

Prince rampaging. He slammed some of his watches that were on the nightstand. Then slam all the pillows onto the floor, disarming the bed linen and blankets.

"Aaagghrr.." She cried with annoyance as she laid her body on the soft mattress with her hands grabbing her own hair.

Tok.dok…

"Master, why sir? There's something I can help you with." The assistant from outside.

"Nothing, bik. Just pretend you didn't hear it, already."

"Good Sir. Sorry to bother you." He said, then went straight back to the kitchen.

And Prince has stopped his rampage. He started closing his eyes. And as those eyes closed, Prince could see Isma's beautiful smile. His lips are smiling too.

All his annoyance and anger disappeared instantly, when he saw Isma's face even if only in his memory.

Seriate…