The Curse of Love of Casanova

Love is not the same as Om.

Happy Reading's...

The sun slipped through the windowpanes, the curtains were not closed perfectly to make the sleeping young man blink.

Leo blinked his eyes, then sat leaning on the head of the bed, only to realize that he was not in his own room at the moment.

Her lips smiled, the bright morning Solah described her feeling of being free from the crush of a rock for many years.

His feet stepped out of the room when he did not find the God in the place where the young man had been to sleep last night.

"Do you make breakfast for me" Leo spoke from the connecting door between the kitchen and the living room.

"You want to eat for yourself, I'm not your nanny?"

"Your spy, I'm a guest here you should give me good service" Leo snatched the bowl of oats that God had prepared.

"Oat me that." Angry smirk.

"Emang you are already poor so take breakfast just make yourself not cool outside." while enjoying free breakfast Leo said.

"Lu guess I'm like this because of what? Nooh there's twenty-four hours of surveillance lurking around me." point it at the camera in the upper corner of the kitchen wall.

"Well, my brother in addition to troublemaking talent turns out he is also talented as a crocodile handler." Leo smiled in anguish.

The god shrugged his shoulders, his hands still agilely preparing breakfast for himself.

"Gue go, thanks for the same free breakfast, you get one tenth of my blessing." Leo sauntered leaving the God who was still struggling with the mini kitchen area.

"Crazy, really also tuh the mouth ketus, why also I want to be arranged the same boy.luckily love if not, I've been the child" God monologue.

"Love makes me crazy, because of him I'm a jerk and because he's also I stop oral snacking."

The god chuckles at the realization of his own monologue madness.

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Busyness began to be felt ahead of the event Akbar an heir to the business empire Herlambang Corp and the owner of several five-star hotels scattered in several major cities.

Counted twenty days, the event in a massive title with the theme of Garden party did not make the two prospective brides busy, all of which were left to the hands of professionals.

Unsurprisingly, the Assistant who is confused rearranges from the original plan that raises the theme of Mermaid into a garden party.

"Bos, you're actually a Dutch stooge, I'll see you all along." Alex complains when returning from his meeting with the WO who will arrange the *****bizarre marriage of the Gods.

"Drag about the job, I give you a big bonus you still tell me the same face,"

"Part of why you suddenly switch lanes kayak gini, make me bother just." protest without fear.

Alex was tired and even tired. not only the God who scolded him but also the people of WO who felt annoyed because when everything was prepared was near perfect but suddenly God asked them to change the theme of his marriage.

"I'm not the one who asked, the first lady who wanted to." pointed it at the lackey girl sitting leaning on the God's desk.

Alex and God looked at each other in surprise, it was not usual for the princess to lose her tongue.

"It looks like there will be more drama, I just go before becoming a victim again," he said to God.

The god turned to look at the queen who was drowning in her daydream.

"Lu why the hell?" ask God, who asked just a glance and then return to dreamy mode.

The god took over the seat that Cintya was in and moved the girl on her lap.

"Hey, why?" The god looked at the face that did not display a smile at all very intensely.

"Om, we can not resign our marriage" he said while staring at the God who is also looking at him with a face full of questions.

Cintya lowered her head, not daring to return the gaze of the God that rained straight at the bottom of her heart.

Cintya's heart beats rapidly between fear, fret and unwillingness.

Afraid of the God-like gaze that was about to skin him.

Restless because there is a bad past and Cintya feels she has not finished it.

It is inevitable if the God suddenly obeyed his wishes, because honestly even Cintya was comfortable with Si Sableng who never said no to his orders.

But the past that was still stored in the girl's heart made her feel heavy to go further.It was like there was a long hand dragging her to look back at her past.

"Don't joke, our marriage is two weeks away." God's voice raised the intonation of his voice.

"Twenty more days," Correct the girl.

"Give me the exact reason why you're asking us to step down from our marriage."

"Cintya is not Love the same Om."

Jedarr...

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Loo Cintya, is that sich???

Wait ya???

Sorryto have me busy with the event nguli , 😂😂😂

Hopefully the night in small is not fussy and the mother does not fall asleep

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Need coffee geees, Wkkk