The Cost of Trust

The Part 206

An hour later, Ujang managed to bring my ice chirping order.

"Thank you, Ujang. Take back her. Same this..one more, if kang Ujang want ya take aja."

"No need to be in ..eh...Ms... thanks."

Reject Ujang .

"Mbak Di is also nothing rich usually kang Ujang. So feel young I'm the heheheh....!"

Ujang also smiled.

"Thank you, Mr. Di."

"Not keep thanking. Oh yes kang, same for help again!"

"Yes, what?"

"That's love to Jul. Em. that's Mr. Julian."

"Good mbak Di . I take it there "

"Thank you earlier kang ....!"

Ujang also left my room. I enjoy this mouth-watering lipstick.

Sluuurppc ....Ah ....

"So soon enough.....!"

I quickly finished two packs of chirps, the rest I'll put in the freezer.

Ah, yes. My breasts are getting hard, it's time for Diaz's pumping.

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Htc ..tok...

"Yes in!", pinta Julian.

Ujang went into Julian's room.

"Yes?"

"Sorry Mr. Julian, I was ordered to give Mr. Julian this lacy ice."

Ujang gave the package to Julian.

"Yes, say thank you."

Ujang nodded and withdrew.

Julian, who was never familiar with food, uh.Beverages like that took a glass and poured it.

With doubt Julian tried it. The first straw, his tongue felt how sweet the drink was. But. eventually the toilet too.

Miss Dian, why did you succeed in making me even more amazed mom? I doubt, what is this feeling? To the extent of admiring, or.... other feelings?

Sharen who had been with me for years never made me feel this way.

Lord...Why am I like this????

Julian had a monologue in his heart.

"What are you drinking Jul?", asked Sharen suddenly.

"When did you come in?", asked Julian flatly.

"Since when have you been drinking like this?", Sharen held up the rest of the drink in Julian's glass.

"What is your business, Sharen? "

"Julian! You're getting colder here you know!", Sharen sat at the table opposite Julian.

"It's in Sharen's office!", Julian said as he put away his glass.

"Yes I know. But even outside the office you don't have time for me."

"Shar, we're talking this outside. But not now!"

Sharen sat on Julian's lap.

"Tell me Julian, what makes you like this?", asked Sharen softly.

"Please shar!", Julian pushed the slender body plan that was on his lap.

"I miss your touch Jul!", whispered Sharen who sounded very erotic to Julian.

"But not now, and not here!", replied Julian quietly.

But Sharen did not give up, he immediately grabbed the sensual lips of his fiancee. Sip a few moments ago ****** its.

Julian just let Sharen do his thing. The more he is banned, he believes Sharen will be more desperate.

But as the clenched hand started toward hers which was already on, Julian held her hand. And release the link.

"Enough Shar!", said Julian.

"Why?..", asked Sharen disappointed.

"Go back to your desk. I have a meeting with a client!", Julian stood up leaving his chair.

Arggghhhh.....! Sharen Shouts.

You changed Julian?! Is it because of Diandra???!!!!

With a step of his emotions, Sharen walked out of Julian's room with emotion.

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"Mas, have you returned?", asked me who was surprised suddenly mas Aziz came.

"Yes. It's also from home. All those groceries back then, same look at Diaz."

"Diaz isn't fussy, is he?" I approached Aziz who was sitting on the sofa.

"The son of Aziz mah pinter mother's father", he said as he rubbed my head.

"Well yes, pinter is my mom!"

"Oh yeah, what time do you want to go back?"

"I told you to go back first. Julian also wants to replace my meeting with a client."

"Thank God. So, you can go with dong?!"

"It's been pesen on the deck!" said Aziz as he took my hand and kissed her.

"Continue, where are you going?"

"To the hotel!", he whispered.

I patted his thigh.

"Kok mas on deck?", asked Aziz.

"Show to go to the hotel as well. Rich doesn't have a home."

"Other mood maker deck....?", rayu Aziz.

"No ah. Let's go home!", I took my little bag and my laptop bag.

But Aziz immediately brought me my laptop bag.

Not yet at the door, Aziz grabbed my waist.

"Eh...???"

"Awhile..!", whispered Aziz slowly.

"Why?"

"Kiss dikit..!", her pinta.

Why is Aziz this aggressive? I feel de Javu with this situation. I'm the one who drinks ice, the spoiled Aziz mas.

Ah.. I don't want to think too much.

I briefly kissed Aziz's lips for a moment.

"I?.?" asked Aziz.

"Aren't you at home????!"

"But we leave at eight decks. Mana sempet. Mas want to be satisfied eating you before leaving for Surabaya."

"Ishhhh..mesum Mulu ah!", I reached for her ears.

Mas Aziz only chuckled with his eyes slightly narrowed.

We both walked to the elevator. There we met some employees who greeted us both.

We took a special elevator from DWP. While next door, a public elevator is seen queuing up.

Because the elevator was full, one of the employees missed and was forced to not be able to get into the elevator.

Aziz and I entered the elevator, and I saw that my employee looked agitated. I held the elevator door shut.

"Why deck?", asked Aziz.

"That, pity him mas. Let's take it with us, shall we?"

"You don't mind, it's up to you!"

I also came out of the elevator, I asked Aziz to hold the elevator door.

"Mas..!", call me in front of the elevator. The people I called turned to approach us.

"Yes Ms. Dian....?''

"Come with us!" take me.

"Thank you ma'am, I'm just waiting for this elevator" reject that mas .

"Get in!", pinta mas Aziz with his cold face. I don't want that to go into our special elevator. Aziz only felt aching to hold the elevator door for too long.

"Thank you Dian.pak Aziz."

That guy's down there embarrassed, not bad.

"Yes, equally!", answered us compactly.

Oh God, people are right. They are good. Not pretending to be nice just because you want to see someone else.

Elevator door opens.

"Please ma'am, sir.!" said the mas.

Aziz and I smiled, then went out first.

Mas was the center of attention because it came out of a special elevator DWP officials. As soon as I heard the mas was reviewed many questions by his co-workers .

Aziz and I headed to the lobby. Again we just throw each other a smile at our employees.

"Sir..mas get the car first."

"Yes.!", I was waiting for Aziz in the lobby.

"Sir Eko..!", call me.

"Each Bu Dian..!" said Mr. Eko loudly.

"No, just a doang test. Still not focused, already this hour?", I chanted.

Mr. Eko just smiled, Ms. Dian is still the same as before. Hobbies taunting.

Mas Aziz has opened the car door for me.

"I go first Mr. Eko.

"Be careful Mom.!", said Mr. Eko.

I just held my thumb.

Our car drove to a house far away. Mas Aziz played his phone while driving.

"If you're busy with your phone, I'm the one driving....?!"

Aziz put his phone in his shirt pocket.

"No, you should be deck. Pake bodyguard.Pake private driver. Pack a fancy car...."

"Pssstttt...stop!"

"Why?"

"You are enough!"

Mas Aziz smiled, reaching for my forehead to catch her.

"Mas asked Imah to take Diaz to her house. So, after this, we've got both."

"Ishhh...began!", I pinched her stomach.

"This is because you're too smart to spoil, right???", he blinked one eye.

I was washing my lips. But after that we laughed together.