Tengil Tuan Tuan Presdir's

Chapter 8. Kiara Naughty

At night, Kiara still could not sleep, the woman only noticed the illicit clothes that seemed to be lingerie, quite beautiful. Yes yes, this must be real silk, the cut is not too open. Long lingerie, just with a very small noodle strap. If Kiara wears it, it is certain that she will look beautiful, sexy and elegant at the same time.

The woman smiled smirked. He grabbed the lingerie and then went to the bathroom. Don't have to wait five minutes to get Kiara out of there. Even now, Kiara has been standing in front of the mirror, pulling her hair tie and then smelling her armpits there may be the smell of garlic.

"Eummm .. still fragrant." He's laughing to himself. "Yes when a pretty man stinks."

The hair is done. Kiara now wears lotion between her hands and feet. Convinced that the appearance was shaky, Kiara came out of the room, walking quietly to the top floor. It's been quite a night, so Kiara thought, the people of the house are already sleeping.

The woman initially wanted to go into Habibie's room. However, when he saw the man's office door open, Kiara undo the intention and turned around, slamming the steering wheel to the right to meet her boss that jerk, this is Kiara's thinking anyway.

Okay continue ....

The door of the room was very heavy but there was not the slightest sound as he shifted it. And .. what Kiara is targeting is in plain sight. Being busy with a laptop and also being sipping something, is that milk? A coffee? Bandrek or Bajigur? No one knows.

"Ekhemmmm!"

Kiara cleared her throat after posing for an adult magazine model. The woman was not at all afraid of Habibie punishing her because she still thought that Habibie was the mastermind of the lucnut clothes she had received.

Byurr!

"Uhukkk!"

Habibie's eyelids are wide. The coffee he was drinking gushed out and do not forget as he choked and could not stop his cough. The man looked at Kiara as if it was hard to come to his senses.

Knowing this, Kiara grinned. He walked closer and leaned his butt on the edge of Damar's desk. His body began to bow, staring at Damar with a mischievous smile.

"Is this what you want!" peek at Kiara with her three-octave tone.

Habibie was immediately aghast, he lapsed so that he fell from the chair. He hurriedly turned his face away, not wanting to see the sin a second time.

"What are you doing, Kiara!" pekik Damar no less tight.

Kiara grumbled in annoyance. The woman walked around the table, approaching Habibie who was already standing but was willing to look at her. The man was a hypocrite or what, Kiara thought. He sat on Habibie's desk and pulled the shirt that the man was wearing so Habibie was now standing right in front of him.

"Don't be a saint, Mr. Habibie. You gave me this lingerie! If it wasn't because you wanted to see me wear it? Then what?"

Kiara whispered beside the man's ear and Habibie was still the same, hanging with both hands clenched. Her face? Don't ask. Habibie has turned into a crab lord in just a few minutes.

"So, what do you mean, honorable sir? Want me to get on the bed, sir?"

"Kiraaaa!" habibie shouted making the woman jump. Now Habibie could stare at the face in front of him with his jaws tightened and his eyes bright red. "Don't say such disgusting words! As bad as I am, I would never be willing to invite a woman who is not my mahram into bed! Who do you think you are? I've never bought a dress like that!"

Kiara chuckles. He pushed Habibie's body down from the table. "Where to yell at. Who would have thought if Mr. Habibie, a man who is very religious has this kind of dirty thinking. Najis knows not. I hate men like you!"

Bughhhh!

"Stop!" habibie shouted as Kiara was about to open the door of the room. Without them noticing, since then, Bi Arum, Devi and Mang Agus were there. Near the door listening to their fights.

"Don't accuse people without proof! I can assure you, that your accusation is an unfounded accusation."

Kiara turned around, she stood up straight, stood on her arm and nodded her head asking Habibie to prove her point.

The man took a cell phone, called someone and turned on the loud speaker.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Sir. What's up?" ali asked on the phone.

Habibie smiled grinning. "Wa'alaikumsalam, Ali. I want to ask you about the clothes you bought. There are some that are less than appropriate, did you deliberately buy it?"

"I'm sorry, Sir! I didn't check them either. Like what Master said, I only ordered sets of daily routine clothes for women. Maybe they took the initiative."

Habibie nodded his head in understanding. "Alright, Ali. Thank ye. Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Together, Sir. Wa'alaikumssalam!"

Habibie hung up the phone again. He looked at Kiara as if he said that Kiara had misunderstood him.

However, the woman in front of him did not let out her expression at all. "You are men. You must have conspired, right! Basic baw*ingan!" ketus Kiara's. The woman immediately opened the door and slammed it rudely.

Blam it!

"Astagfirullah .... He really isn't human" Habibie lamented as he massaged his nose.

"Great yes Neng Kia, only this time we are horrified Tuan is said to be the same person!" Devi shook her head in wonder.

"Eishhhhhhhh .. lain was atuh. That weird one, how come you're this calm?" the Suhu Bi Arum.

"Maybe you've been making a chainsaw for Neng Kiara's manipulation."

Bi Arum and Devi frowned. Mang Agus' sentence is too incoherent.

"What does the chainsaw have to do with your ari manipulation, Gus?" ask Bi Arum.

"That's it, cut Neng Kiara."

Plakkkkp!

One flick landed on Mang Agus' arm. "That's a mutilation or oload, another manipulation. Astagfirullah .. gelo maneh, Mang!"