SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

SUPPER

Both are created in a romantic atmosphere. Caress, and throw compliments at each other. The sadness that struck, as Andi stroked and looked at his wife deeply. His love is so great for Karla, that he is unable to think where fake love really is, and truly sincere love.

The atmosphere that enveloped the two broke down, as the sound of knocking on the door rang out.

"Who.."

"This, my Madam!"

"What's up, Ima?"

"Mr Aditya, and his secretary, Simon, are here."

A happy smile enveloped Karla's beautiful face, knowing that her beloved man was already in her house.

"really?"

"Yes, Madam! They're waiting in the living room."

Andi, who still wants to enjoy the romantic atmosphere with his wife, looks reluctant to meet his son Aditya.

"Alright, a little bit more - we'll go see them."

"Okay, sir." replied Ima, with a passing return from that place.

Mimic was upset, slightly blanketing Karla's face. His great longing for Aditya, makes him impatient to meet Aditya.

"Darling, it's not good for them to wait. Especially if we invite them to dinner. So then! Let's go down" asked Karla with her face, so that her husband could fall.

"alright. Come on, let's get down."

****

As usual, he will always show his charisma. With his calm demeanor, and the look of his sharp eyes, capable of drugging anyone when he looked at the wealthy businessman.

Sitting leaning against a single sofa, and occasionally he and Simon passed by with small talk, discussing something related to work affairs.

"Thank you" said Aditya, as one of the waiters prepared a drink for him, and Simon.

The legs go hand in hand through each row of stairs, towards the bottom floor. Keep moving and bring him closer to the first floor. The direction of the stairs that can capture the position of space, making two eyeballs Karla can freely enjoy good looks, the idol of the heart.

"Well....He's so handsome, why are you so handsome Adit...Even more handsome," said Karla, as the turmoil of love began to echo in her heart.

Two pairs of legs that had been grounded on the ground floor, immediately took a long step, approaching Aditya who was busy talking with his secretary, to not realize the arrival of the couple.

"You've come, Adit!" From far away Andi was already making a sound, as the two legs were getting closer to the son.

Hearing a hoarse voice greeting, making the direction of Adit's gaze, and also Simon! Instantly turn, at the origin of the voice. And found the whereabouts of Father, and his stepmother.

Immediately got up from their seats, staring at the young father and wife.

"Good night, big sir! Good night, Miss Karla,"

Andi smiled cynically, looking at her son who was just silent.

Aditya chuckles. Heard his father's words, which he knew impersonated him.

"Of course we'll come, Papa! Because you are my father. So how could your son not have fulfilled your dinner invitation." And that line of sight went to Karla, who continued to throw her seductive smile at Aditya.

"And good night, to you Mama! How's it going? Because it's been a few weeks, we haven't met." A low grin on Aditya's handsome face, while staring at Karla with a meaningful gaze.

"Good Adit! My news is very good. And I'm sorry, because I haven't been delivering food to your company for a few weeks."

"No problem! Just relax. Because you too, have to take care of my Papa."

****

Dinner is over. Although there is a bit of a tense atmosphere there, given the relationship Aditya, and the father who did not go well. Finished with the dinner, they were busy with their respective activities.

Simon, the secretary! Choosing to brainstorm with the servants, the house! Andi and Karla choose to enjoy time together, which is spent in the living room. And Aditya. The 28-year-old businessman, who chose to spend time in the park, enjoyed the view of his home garden, which he enjoyed many of his childhood memories.

Sitting casually, while exchanging thoughts.Tiba-Tiba only lips Andi silenced, after sounding a ringing telephone on his cellphone. Grabbed from his pants pocket, and found a message sent by one of his business associates.

"Sorry Honey! Looks like I'm gonna have to leave you for a second. Because there was a report coming in, which was sent by one of my employees," said Andi, immediately got up from his seat.

Happy to cover Karla. Since he wanted to get close to Aditya, he finally had a chance too. Because she knew very well that her husband would spend a long time in the workspace - if it was about work.

"No problem, honey! Go."

"Alright," Andi replied with a pass, heading for her study, which was a little short distance away.

The eyeball went to throw his gaze, as the husband passed to his study. Making sure Andi has entered his study, making Karla immediately rise from her seat looking for the whereabouts of her stepson Aditya.

A pair of Karla's feet walked down the side door that would lead her, to the garden. The two eyes circled around in search of Aditya's whereabouts.

"Where is he? I saw him, coming towards the garden." With a confused face, Karla continued to swing her legs along the green grass.

The foot swing was immediately Karla stopped. A smile enveloped instantly on her beautiful face, when from afar the pair of eyes, caught the figure of Aditya who was throwing his gaze, at the swimming pool in front of him.

Karla immediately took her long steps. The footsteps that had been a little hasty, this time more he slowed down, so that Aditya did not realize his arrival. The tub was getting closer, on a handsome figure. The fragrant body of the man, increasingly drowning Karla in her love so great in the stepson. A smile painted on his face, staring at the sturdy back that was behind him. Being closer. The two hands opened, and unknowingly, Karla slipped her hands tightly into the man's arms.

Aditya was shocked. When the circle of a woman's hand, tightly embrace her. Exhaling his coarse breath, as anger had already begun to envelop him.

"What are you doing Karla?! Get your hands off! How about my Papa, look at us."

Instead of letting go of the hug, Karla tightened it even more.

"You always knew it was me. You know, Adit! I miss you so much."

"Get your hands off, Karla! Before I was rude to you. And what, if my Papa sees us!"

"Leave it, I don't care. If he divorces me I will marry his son. Isn't that good?!"

Roughly, Aditya releases Karla's embrace. Reverse body. His sharp gaze, with the glint of his eyes so burning, would the emotions he was trying to dim.

"You really are, a mentally ill woman. And if I hadn't thought about my father, I might have taught you a lesson!"