Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

One Hundred Eleven

Nevan rolled her gaze around the hotel ballroom. Pay attention to people who are having a pleasant laugh with hedon items that they deliberately show off.

To be honest, Nevan wouldn't have liked to be there if it wasn't for relationship reasons. This is how business is. Must be diligent in promotion and look for face.

"There's no coffee here."

Nevan turned her head and glanced in dislike at Fikri who was always carried around by her. In fact, to go to his relationship fiancee, Nevan must invite Fikri. Just like singles.

"Gue wants to go around eating first. If the tackles are the same loe mulu, I'm afraid of girls are the same as me," explained Fikri relaxed, then waltzing away just like that.

Fikri's mood from the beginning was not good. What else is the reason if not because the time watching the anime is disturbed by the orders of the arrogant boss named Nevan.

Nevan looked at Fikri's departure, then snorted. He shook his head at the behavior of his friend.

Then, Nevan again circulated the view. It's time to look for a target to be in a relationship, but his gaze stops on a woman. A woman wearing a knee-length black dress with an open shoulder.

Nevan was still staring at the woman when finally their gaze met. Before long, because the woman chose to disconnect their eye contact and return to look at the interlocutor while giggling.

Nevan snorted annoyed. He did not think of Gantari who seemed as if he was unaware of his existence and instead chose to laugh with many men.

Instead of getting upset, Nevan decides to continue his plan. He met the one who had a wish first to say congratulations, then then look for a target.

Meet me!

There was Gantari there again. Nevan averted her gaze for a moment, then looked at the woman again. Hasn't changed. The woman's face was still like Gantari's. Nevan was suspicious when she was hallucinating. Where is it possible, right, Gantari is here?

Instead of dizzy thinking about the no-no, Nevan finally tried to find something to drink. Apparently there is a coffee serving booth provided by the hotel. Just look at Nevan's smile.

While waiting for his coffee to be formulated, Nevan circulated the view looking for the existence of Fikri just to boast because he had found coffee. However, Nevan still did not find the whereabouts of his tenacious employees.

The coffee was finished and Nevan would grab it, but someone broke into the queue and took the coffee for granted.

"I'm taking this. You order again."

Nevan turned and looked at the old Gantari. He didn't see it wrong, did he? Because the voice also belongs to Gantari, but why is this woman who just a week ago accident here?

Gantari stared back at Nevan with a plain look, then sipped his coffee. "Why?"

"Don't because we live in Indonesia, you want to grab the queue, yes, Gantari."

Rear again?

"Why don't you call me 'Mbak Gantari' like Mr Sarif?"

"Well, are you here?"

"No need to go, be a darling."

Holy hooch!

Nevan laughs insipidly and asks for coffee a second time. He tries to ignore Gantari's whereabouts, but Gantari's open shoulder really bothers him.

"You're following me?"

"Ihappily."

"There are no coincidences in this world, Gantari."

"This is proof there is."

Nevan grunting. Never mind, arguing with Gantari won't win either, but Gantari's shoulder really makes him overheated. Nevan circulated his gaze for a moment, then opened the suit and attached it to Gantari's shoulder, making Gantari bulge in shock.

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

Gantari put down her coffee and casually removed Nevan's coat from her shoulder. "No. I love the wind."

Astagfirullah! Nevan says Istighfar in heart. Since when does Gantari like the winds?

"Take it again." Gantari thrust the suit at Nevan and inevitably Nevan grabbed it as well. Gantari smiled triumphantly and was about to pick up her coffee again when suddenly Nevan bent down and tied her suit to Gantari's waist.

"Your vote is short, Dihyan!"

Looking at Nevan from this close distance after so long, made Gantari's heart sliced. His beloved man looks a bit skinny. In fact, Nevan's face also turned more gaunt.

"Dion, you must eat regularly."

Nevan, who was tying her suit around Gantari's waist, seemed to wake up. He straightened his body, then took a step back. Gantari looked wrong.

"If you are thin, then no woman will like it, except .. me."

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