
The sound of footsteps sounded slowly as they descended the stairs from the second floor. No one noticed it. However, the voice was clearly heard in the ears of a young man who had been waiting impatiently.
Bramter's eyes flashed with his mouth open looking at a very beautiful girl and looked timid as he returned Bram's eyes.
With a doubtful step Bram approached Laras who stood pecking under the last rung of stairs.
Bram's voice praising him made Laras even more bowed. “You're the Laras I've known, right?”
“Apaan anyway. How many names do you know?”
The blushing color on the cheeks of Laras who has got a touch of makeup from an expert makes her face more beautiful makes Bram who is usually just teasing it suddenly become serious.
“Why? How to answer?” laras asked as Bram stretched out his arm so that Laas could hold him.
“You don't want us to marry her in speed?” ask Bram naughty.
“Hah?”
“Serious.
Rich I can't be away from you Yank,” he said with a witty eye.
“Ngaco ah's. My schoolwork is still a year away, ” Laras's responsibilities smiled mischievously.
“But why the hell. You suddenly ngaco like this?”
“Woi ... I'm not ngaco. But crazy about you.”
“Gosh. So you haven't been crazy about me?” laras said pretending to be angry.
“Bawels. I liked you yesterday. But now I'm so crazy about you as a grown man who likes women. You know what I mean,” replied Bram impatiently.
Laras's eyes glared at Bram's reply and he did not understand at all.
“I don't know.”
“Ya. Later I explained that the show was over and the guests had gone home deh,” promised Bram to Laras.
The barrel just shrugged his shoulders and they stepped out into the spacious garden that had been conjured up as an outdoor party venue that was very memorable.
All the guests' eyes were on the young couple who had just arrived. And they wondered who the woman who was next to Bram was.
Whispers were heard from the group of young women who seemed to be from the bourgeoisie.
“Who is that woman? I didn't know that Bram already had a lover,” whispered a young woman to her partner.
“I've never seen. And I have never heard of Bram having a special girlfriend,” replied his colleague with a spiteful look.
“It looks like the woman is not from this country. Could it be from Indonesia?” ask his other partner.
“You mean we all no one knows it because he doesn't live here? But ... Who doesn't know who Bram is? I'm sure the reporters always follow him. You forget that everything a Bramasta Wiguna does is always news. Even he went to the mall just to be in the news,”
answer the other woman.
“True. And that woman. Although very beautiful and very eye-catching, it still seems very young,” said another with a frown.
“Muda? Hahahaha .. Do you think the women who look young are the real ones? Don't forget we have the money to make our appearance young,” the sound of laughter scorned hearing the word young.
“True. As long as we have money, the young word we can get so easily,” other timpal.
Elsewhere, Bram brought Laras to Grandpa Rashid who was with people
his parents and some of their business acquaintances.
“Good afternoon grandpa,” greet Bram followed by Laras.
“Good afternoon. Wah ... It turns out that grandfather's grandson is very beautiful,” replied Grandpa Rashid kissing softly on his forehead.
“Who is he? Are we not introduced?” ask a business associate grandpa.
“Boom Bram? When is she getting engaged? How are you, son? My name is Deva,” said the middle-aged man who was next to Rizal's father Bram.
Laras welcomed Deva's helping hand which looked at him with a judging look. “I Baras. Om.”
Laras accompanied Bram for a long time and he was taken around to be introduced to his colleagues.
“Bram, can we sit down first? In a place that sep,” pinta Laras as they leave Syafira.
“Why?” bram asked with a frown.
“I'm tired. And my leg hurts,” complains Laras and he grimaces when he starts walking again.
“Your feet scuffed Yank?” ask Bram.
“Iya.”
Bram looked at Laras.: You wait a minute. I'll take a seat for you,” he said.
“Quick yes!” said Laras smiling sweetly.
“Yes my dear,” replied Bram who immediately stepped away to take a seat.
The barrel was leaning on the gazebo pole when 2 women of Bram's age approached it.
“Hello, can we accompany you? My name is Listy and this is my friend Lauren,” greet a tall woman with her sexy body.
“Hello.” Sapa Laras grimacing.
“Why you? Where is Bram?” ask a woman named Lauren.
“He is taking a seat for me,” Laras replied.
“Ooh. Have you known Bram for a long time?”
Laras lifted his face and looked at the woman named Listy.
“Lumayan. About 5 years.”
“Five years? But why did we never know it?” ask Laueren.
“Can I ask? What's your relationship with Bram? And why you should know
how long have we known each other?”
“We do not have a family relationship with Mr. Wiguna. But all those related to their son named Bramasta everyone knows his activities,” Laueren replied with a cynical attitude.
“Then I'll tell Bram that I haven't been on the news list
you guys follow,” replied Laras smiling.
“What news list?” asked Bram who had come with a folding chair.
“Hallo Bram's. How are. We have not seen you for a long time at the social event we held,” greet Listy with a seductive attitude makes Laras smile amused.
“I'm busy working,” Bram replied briefly as he opened the folding chair and told Laras to sit down.
“Let go of your shoes Yank!” bram said softly while he himself knelt in front of Baras.
Slowly Laras bowed, but soon canceled it when he saw the mischievous light in Bram's eyes.
“Sorry yes Say, I'm not so love entertainment to you,” god is naughty to make Bram frown.
Carefully, Laras removed his shoes using his other foot. And Laras had to be careful not to hurt his leg.
“Sini! Let me take it off, ”-slave Bram who immediately raised Laras's leg and carefully removed his shoes.
“Your feet are very beautiful Yank,” ouji Bram laugh.