Satpam Turns out Sultan

Dia

Finished berias, Nadin sat quietly waiting for the arrival of the man who was about to be betrothed to him. While Violeta is still busy with files and laptops in front of her.

"Why do you keep working Miss Vio, aren't you tired of seeing that line of numbers?" nadin asked, shaking his long hair.

"I'm bored, how can you snack, Miss!" reply Violeta a little joking.

"You and Ima are the same. You both work crazy." Nadin pinched his lips in annoyance.

"As women, we should have something to boast about, Miss. You can make your own money, for example." Violeta smiles.

"For what? Are we not, the women are just asking for men. What is the trouble with working for." Nadin looked at his grandmother's assistant with a look of dislike.

"The concept of life is not that easy, Miss. What if it turns out, our husband earns a small income. Shouldn't we be able to find our own way out to meet our needs. At least, that way can put a damper on the quarrel, which may be due to economic problems," Violeta replied, slightly advising.

"Huh, why do we marry mediocre people. If I don't want to marry the same middle to lower class. I want to marry the same person as the same. It's good, I don't want to be hard!" nadin replied arrogantly.

Hearing the princess' words, Violeta simply smiled. Remembering the man he was about to marry was just a security guard.

It seems like it would be reassuring if miss knew, who exactly was the man who was about to marry her, Violeta muttered inwardly.

However, he deliberately did not want to continue their debate. Violeta's afraid, she's gonna slip. And, of course, if Nadin knew at the beginning, it did not rule out the possibility, that he would definitely run away from this marriage.

"Eh, Miss Vio, do you know the face of the man I'm about to be betrothed to?" nadin asked, curious.

"Or."

"Oh, is he handsome?" Nadin was curious.

"Of course, he's handsome." Violeta smiles.

"Emmm, what's the job? Do you know?" Nadin was increasingly eager to find out the origin of her future husband.

"I'm sorry Miss, if that's the case, only the lady knows. I just drove in front of the door. I was forbidden to listen to their conversation" Violeta replied lyingly.

"Oh Okay, emmm, do you know where that guy lives?"

"Tau, but I'm strictly forbidden to talk about it, miss. If the madam hears, then end my history." Violeta started tidying up her work.

"You take it easy, I will definitely defend you. Why are we so afraid of that old granny?" Nadin bounced his lips.

"I'm sorry, Miss. The health and comfort of the mistress mother is one of my duties!" Violeta smiled sincerely

"Okay, okay! you and my grandmother are the same. You've always been successful in conspiring."

"Not so, Miss. I love you too."

"Darling from where, wherever I go, there are always your spies there. Do you think I don't know!" chirps Nadin, pissed.

"That's my affection, miss. So that you are not easy to do with your naughty friends. You're not stupid, are you? Then I'm sure you also know that you are only used by them" Violeta replied.

Nadin was silent, because he knew that what his personal assistant said was true. He also did not forbid the woman he had known since childhood, leaving his room.

***

An hour passed, and finally the anticipated time arrived.

The car stopped, right at the front door. Nadia lazily moved from her seat.

Of course, to welcome the arrival of the prince who was about to be married to him.

"Miss, the guest's here, come!" take Violeta, without knocking on the door of the pretty girl's room.

In the living room, there was a joking laugh she was a woman who looked so happy. But not with a man who sits still, like someone who is depressed.

Every now and then, the man smiled. In the next second, he was silent.

"Well, that's our bride-to-be. Come here!" zarin said as he moved from his seat. Violeta quickly helped the master, so as not to fall.

Along with Violeta's footsteps, Nadin looked at the man who was still lowered without caring about his arrival. However, Nadin's eyes could not be lied to. He knew very well that the man sitting on the sofa in his living room was him.

That annoying guy!

Seriate....

Don't forget my bestie ya gaes🥰

Title: MICHAEL EMERSON'S CHOICE OF LABS

Author :SkySal

Footage

"Darling, how come you're so beautiful if you wear this stuff?" Micheal said as he pulsed spoiled on Zenwa's back who was currently making toast.

Zenwa was only wearing a negligee at this time, his hair was in the original midget and he did not wear anything behind the negligee because he was in a hurry, his stomach was rumbling and the worms were demo for food.

"Beautiful to you" said Zenwa who had a little trouble moving because Micheal who continued to stick like a freshly dripping chick. "Honey, you wait at the dinner table, yes, I want to make milk first," Zenwa later said.

"But still kangen, still want to breathe your scent," whined Micheal spoiled and he kissed the nape of Zenwa, Zenwa's whole body bristled, and he wriggled amusedly.

"Kangen how? We are always together" said Zenwa and he took two glasses to make milk.

"Yes, when I woke up, you weren't there, we were separated because you were busy in the kitchen." Zenwa chuckled at her husband's complaint.

"You sleep well, I don't have the heart to wake up, honey."

"But you can say goodbye first, kiss it first, before going to the kitchen."

"I already kissed you."

"lik! Not powerful."

"Well, are you asleep, how do you feel?"

"It should feel like if you kiss her on the lips, where did you kiss her?"

"In the hand."

"Well, in that hand if I'm going to work.

"Okey okay. Now, let's eat, after this I kiss on the lips."

"Promise?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You want to make another baby?"

"The factory's still tired, honey."

Tbc....