
Melda, smile sweetly. A bouquet of roses, right on his desk. Him, confused from whom? Is, his secret fan. When reading, who is the sender. Makes his mood, so messy. "Ck, that sucks". Gerrutu Melda, wanted to throw away the bouquet of flowers. But, he broke his intention. It might make Frans jealous.
Ting.....
[How are you, don't you? I know, you like my bouquet of flowers. Tonight, get ready, baby. Because me and my parents are coming to Fernandez' mansion.then, apply to you]. Huda
Melda, round her eyes perfectly . When reading Huda's message, he was immediately agitated.
[I know you didn't approve of our arrival. But me and my parents are coming. What's more, we went to the villa last night. To prove, something].
The second message from Huda, of course Melda clenched both hands. "Damn it, he's really reckless". He said, annoyed.
He, rushed outside the room and met Frans in his room.
Melda, tell me everything and ask Frans for help.
"I beg you, Frans. Help me, it's better to marry you than Huda. Plissc....Helpme". Whiney Melda, not caring about Frans's sharp gaze.
The Fernandez family and the Huda family, how come I hired someone to be my future husband. Except with you, you must believe. I beg you, Frans". Melda, plead and cupped her hands together.
"No, it's too risky Melda. Of course, the Fernandez family really married us". Frans, reject Melda's cooperation.
"It's okay, I take it. Even happy, to marry you". Melda's blink of an eye, teasing her.
"Ck, I'm not marrying you". Frans, firmly.
Without saying anything more, Melda ran outside the room. She, wiped her tears violently.
"It's a bitch, just asking for help just don't want to". Melda grumbled, shredding the paper in her hand.
His heart was completely muddled, doing anything was not spirit at all. "That's why, why yeah". Melda muttered, looking at the ceiling of her study.
Tock....Geck...Geck...
"Get in" cried Melda, sounding listless.
Frans, go inside and look at Melda looking sad. "Where's the file I asked for? What, it's done".
"Tuh, I'll just take it. Well...if, I can" Melda replied, lightly. His finger, pointed towards the paper rips everywhere.
Frans, shake his head. "Do it again, or I'll fire it". Threat Frans, no more ba-bi-bu.
"Well, I quit working for this company". Melda replied, taking the bag and standing up. He, gawking past Frans. "I'm tired of working. Tonight, don't look for me". He said, before disappearing in the doorway.
Frans, nibble his forehead temples. The job, it's endlessly finished. "Boss, I accept Almira as my secretary. Because Melda, stop working" Frans said, calling V.
Frans, cut off his call because he got V's approval.
Melda, meanwhile, heard Frans's talk. Her tears, flowing profusely because Frans indeed did not have any feelings for her.
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Melda, stop at a friend's house. He was warmly welcomed by Shasa.
"Tumben's here, isn't he working?". Shasa asked, thrusting a canned drink to Melda.
"Well, he doesn't seem to have any feelings for you. How, tonight we have fun". Take Shasa, smile sweetly.
"Where, go to the nightclub". Melda replied, smiling bitterly.
"Let's just remember, tonight's my friend's birthday. He, celebrating on a luxury yacht. Who knows, there's a bust". Shasa, poking Melda's waist.
"Alright, accompany me in times of heartbreak". Melda's snort, her heavy breath. "Sha, have you ever been in love? What, your love is avenged".
"Love? Well...Me, I love someone. But he has a job at the border. He said, wait for him to come home from his duties and marry me. But I've been waiting for him for three years. Look, he never came. Either, give me news". Shasa replied, he smoked a cigarette.
"So far, you trust him. Then, what about your family? Obviously, you are free to go and do anything". Melda, astonished by Shasa's life. Honestly, Shasa was having a free relationship.
"My family? Aaaah... Boring once, they don't care how I am. They love my brother more than I do. Take it easy, even if I'm like this. I have a lot of money, Melda". Shasa's snort, sweet smile.
"Hmmm...Because of you, a famous designer". Sahut Melda, make Shasa giggle laugh.
"Borrow my clothes, Melda recalled. I, give you a new shirt exactly I haven't worn". Shasa, give me one knee-length dress.
Melda, instantly likes her dress and fits her. "very sexy, if attached to my body". She, slamming a dress into his body. Visible, from the mirror reflection.
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"Honey, Huda's parents are coming here. Exactly, eight o'clock at night. He said he wanted to propose to Melda". Sarah, tell her husband's holding a grandchild.
"Mom, seriously? No, kidding". Jacqueline asked, immediately surprised to hear it.
"Where is possible, Melda would. Huda, once had an affair with another woman. I, will not approve this proposal. Melda, I've considered her a sister". V, do not approve Huda's proposal.
"It can't be like that, V. We wait, what is Melda's answer. Wherever possible, we're blocking his happiness". Sarah, straight away.
"From there, call Melda. But the number is inactive. Should have, Melda knows". Jacqueline, feel restless. Suddenly, Melda's number is off.
Not long after, Frans came. Melda was not with him.
"Frans, where's Melda?He already knows it. If only, Huda's parents had come". Ask Sarah, straight away.
"Hmmm...But, don't know where he is? Melda, it's stopped working". Frans replied, with a flat face.
"Stopped? Why, Frans". Sarah and Jacqueline, shocked to hear it.
"Well, Melda wants to work for another company. Understandably, he wants to taste other work" Sahut V, directly.
"Aaaahh...It's true you, dear. But, Melda didn't tell me. Don't lie, you guys". Jacqueline said, suspicious of her husband and Frans.
"Or don't you have a problem". Sarah, lean towards Frans.
"No, most likely. Melda, don't come home tonight. He said there was an event with his friend. Excuse me first, you want to take a shower Mr and Madam". Frans said, he got a code from Irfan.
Irfan, look at Frans' tired situation facing problems. "Here you go, we'll ask Melda. Kasian Frans, he must be tired. Frans, go and rest". Irfan, ask Frans to leave them.
"Hmmm.. The arrival of her parents, Huda. Let me and Papah, face it. Wherever possible, I released Melda directly. What else, with hippos". V, smile smrik.
Jacqueline, get in touch with some of her friends. Just wondering where Melda is. His feelings were not calm, he wanted to ask Frans for help. But, he broke his intention because he, had other ideas. Of course, Garrix could help him.