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W&M Boutique And Photo Studio
In the leader room of this boutique and photo studio business, there is the leader or Queeiera who is walking back and forth, restless.
His groomed teeth with geiisah biting his fingernails, sometimes also stopped to destroy his hair with anxiety. Eliminating the sudden effects of dizziness when he remembered his chat with his assistant, who casually said that the cooperation had been signed complete with the costs that had been entered in his company's account.
No, not because of the small value of cooperation but instead the price for his services is paid handsomely by his clan, he said,
But this was because he recalled the time Andine had agreed to have them wear a male model that really made him convulsing right then and there.
Fucking andine. His mind as it remembered the words of his friend who displayed a sinless face before him.
The flashback
“Of course, he also dared to pay dearly, origin ..”
“Origin?” para Queeneira, then had to be silent as Andine
explaining his continuation with a sinless expression before him.
“Originally the model who will wear his watch is Gavriel
Wijaya and I said it was easy.”
“What!!’
Instantly the room with a large area was not filled by the shrill voice of Queeneira, who stared at Andine horror.
“Loh .. How about what? Everyone knows Que, if Oppa Gavriel is your best friend. Especially in addition to the photos you dance, not to mention the photo of the great Lord Wijaya who dances with you as well. That adds to the speculation
they, if your relationship like this is of course an easy thing if you just ask Gavriel as a watch model,” explained Andine at length, reaping a nod of agreement from others. But not for Queeneira, he was silent with a deathly face as if some of his life had drifted and left his body.
Lebays.
No, he did feel that way when he came into contact with a man named Gavriel Echi Wijaya.
“Can Quee, the problem is that he has transferred immediately nominally according to the agreement even he said he will add bonuses, if the latest output clock is booming in the market, and he said he would add bonuses,” Andine continued with sahutan expecting if he managed to make Gavriel accept this job.
Flashback end
Then it's here Queeneira, sit down and try to calm down with the phone in her hand. He wants to contact Ezra for help, because he thinks currently only his best friend can
helping him.
“Hopefully you can, Ezra,” muttered Queeneira, dialed Ezra's contact number and stood back up, waiting for his call to be received by walking back and forth hoping his nervousness diminished.
A waiting tone was heard, making his heart beat even more crazily afraid if he stuttered when he was about to say his purpose was to call Ezra.
Tut! Tut! Tu-tu
Click!
“Yes, Que. What's up?”
“Ezra,” call Queeneira, when he hears his sahabat voice entering his eardrum.
Lord, help me, inner Queeneira asked.
“Iya?”
“May I ask for help,” said Queeneira instead of making small talk, reaping a quick answer from Ezra across the call.
“What?”
“Gavriel,” said Queeneira in a doubtful tone, he even swallowed his saliva with difficulty when finally the name he called with lancer.
“Gavriel?”
“I ask you to speak-
“What Que?”
The deg!
“Huwaaaa!!”
Brakhs!
Queeneira who was initially agitated became startled, when she heard the voice of someone she had just called. He also did not consciously slam his cellphone until it hit the wall and fell apart.
“No,” murmured Queeneira horror as he walked closer to the carcass of his already messy phone.
“Handphoneku,” softly with a vibrating tone of voice, holding the phone can no longer be connected.
“Hiks .. Handphone, huwee ..”
Queeneira was crying over his carelessness, which was arbitrarily reflexed with mobile phone victims shattered.
Mobile phone with the contents of photos and also his memories throughout his life. Handpone who had been accompanying him for some time knew. All the photos in the body of his cellphone now he can no longer see.
Gavriel kamvret, why did you suddenly enter into our conversation, the mind of Queeneira nalangsa, swearing at Gavriel, the perpetrator of his cellphone murder.
While Queeneira was lamenting the fate of his phone, Gavriel who was currently in the parking lot of the Bar immediately ordered the men he put around the Queeneira office building, the police said, to be on standby through the alarm on his watch, while he immediately glided at a speed that was not playful .
He was unusually panicked when Queeneira closed the call with an end to the sound of screaming and slamming objects, before the call was interrupted. By driving his car insanely, Gavriel doesn't care about anything
which is around it.
For him the safety of Queeneira is the main thing, he does not want something to happen with Queeneira considering if someone dangerous is wandering out there, especially he does not know where he is hiding.
“Damn it, I won't forgive him if he dares to touch my woman,” hiss Gavriel further spurred the speed of his car even crazier.
Outside the Queeneira office building, there were some people hiding according to the Boss's orders asking them to hide, guard from outside and check around if anything suspicious happened.
Queeneira became the last to return home, as she was dizzy thinking of ways she could get Gavriel to accept the model's job, without her intervening to ask.
Honestly he prestige if he had to ask for help with Gavriel which would certainly display a disturbing expression, if until he mentioned the word please in front of him.
“No, I will not ask for help,” grumbled Queeneira, then had to peg when he saw a sports car entering the parking lot, turning with a professional drift technique and followed by a
the man who got out of the car, walked in a hurry and hugged her suddenly.
Grep's!
The deg!
The Baba's hereditary Netra widened perfectly, as it felt the warm and possessive embrace of a man in front of her at this moment. He did not understand the reason the man in front of him was currently hugging him suddenly and increasingly
he did not understand as he whispered softly in his ear.
“Thank God, thank God you're okay, Que.”
“Gavriel,” calls Queeneira, but Gavriel doesn't approve of her and hugs her even more, so she feels short of breath.
“Gavriel, tightness,” Queene softly with a faltering tone, so that Gavriel quickly untied his embrace and held both sides of Queeneira's face, to examine more closely.
Gavriel's left-right eye examined with a worried eagle, making the initially angry Queeneira undo his intentions, and decided to look further at what Gavriel was going to do.
O Gavriel, the man who suddenly came, without any rain or wind hugging him carelessly.
“You're okay, Queene?” gavriel asked still in a worried tone, reaping a nod of the head from Queeneira who did not understand what the problem was.
“I, I'm fine.”
“Then why are you screaming? Was there someone who scared you back then?” gavriel asked still not satisfied, and here Queeneira understood so much that she chuckled without burden, the hardness that made Gavriel
cringing but not angry.
Only a madman chuckles when worried by someone, but since the melodious chuckle is the woman he loves, Gavriel is willing to be a fool.
“Why laugh?” gavriel asked in an annoyed tone, but not in line with his hand that took the opportunity to clench back Queeneira's waist that was still cool chuckled, not realizing that there was a hungry lion was hugging him.
“Ha-ha-ha .. You're all right, worry isn't obvious. In any case, if the question is someone who makes you afraid to exist anyway,” Queeneira replied on the sidelines of his piety, making Gavriel frown but stick with
awe can embrace Queeneira freely like this.
“What? Who?” asked Gavriel curious, he would make a calculation if Queeneira to mention a name, which makes him almost dead standing still worried because of Queeneira's startled scream on the phone earlier.
“You know?” queeneira asked in a playful tone, still not aware of the position while he was still enjoying the look of Gavriel's khawtir face earlier.
Geez, it's so funny, inner Queeneira is amused.
“Hn,” muttered Gavriel, staring at the dear Queeneira who was in his arms at the moment.
This should be the attitude you give Queene, if you are with me, Gavriel with a faint smile.
“You,” said Queeneira quickly, then again chuckled to make Gavriel frown even more.
I, what does it mean, the mind of Gavriel failed to understand and then deliberately tightened his arm, so that now his second body stuck to the splinter, reaping the sudden screeching of Queeneira who had just chuckled crisply.
“Yah! Release him! Gavriel, shameless,” strangles Queeneira with a hand hitting the back of Gavriel bar-bar. But unfortunately, Gavriel did not care and still hugged Queeneira who tried to escape from his embrace.
In Gavriel's heart he cursed, because Queeneira said that he was the one who scared Queeneira.
Damn, a tamvan look like this where does it scare him to try? Existing made her scream in fascination, huh, Gavriel's inner still enjoying her one-sided embrace.
“No, you are so presumptuous to worry me like this, I will not let go of you easily,” refused Gavriel to hug Queeneira who waver in his arms, he said, because he deliberately brought Queeneira's face into his armpit, their habit when they were teenagers.
“Yah! Tav! Let go, it's a slob!”
There was a feeling of excitement as Queeneira called out to him like she used to, making her laugh feel like she used to. Gavriel's free-laughing gusto left some of his standby men stunned, as he saw their usually stiff Bosses could laugh off like that and this made them sober, he said, if this woman they were guarding from yesterday was a woman with a high throne in the heart of their Boss.
They also recently saw their Boss giving out a free expression, when usually only a flat expression and no matter which one was installed.
“Ck, off Gavriel,” pinta Queenira was upset, when his face was free from Gavriel's armpit but his body was still in the support of Gavriel's burly arms, which had stopped from the ripple leaving a small snick, and the, which makes Queeneira must be willing to beat his heart.
Gavriel's ornate laughter multiplied handsome, leaving him secretly cursing, annoyed that Gavriel could always make him jelly-like.
Surprisingly, his bath with bulging cheeks made Gavriel who saw him reflex bite his cheek.
Krauck!
“Akh! Gavriel is sick ..” Queenira's whimper, her eyes teary as Gavriel casually bites her cheeks.
Rip-rubber
“Sick yes?” gavriel asked as he gently rubbed Queeneira's cheek, which nodded spoiledly but the next second brushed off Gavriel's hand which brashly rubbed his cheek.
“Ck, presumably only on the swab, not yet on-
“Not yet in what?” sela Queeneira fiercely, releasing with force the support that finally released by Gavriel.
“You know yes? Do not be dangerous if you know,” said Gavriel teasing Queeneira who immediately glared at him.
“Don't glare at it.”
“Why? Likes me dong,” sewot Queene by posting his face sloppy.
“Ok-ok .. I give up, let me drive home,” timpal Gavriel relented, raised his hand as a sign of surrender according to the Queene version, even though he ordered his men to do something.
His men who saw the finger code with after it was lifted immediately rushed to split the task, four rushed towards someone's car in red, while the other four returned to the car they had been using.
“No way, I brought my own car,” refused Queeneira, then left Gavriel who of course immediately acted, blocked Queeneira's hand and brought her before him again.
“Let your car here, I will drive you,” said Gavriel firmly, but do not expect Queene to receive it immediately. He deliberately stuck out his tongue and stomped strongly on Gavriel's hand, then left Gavriel gaping, then chuckled.
“Bleee .. Unwilling, huh.”
Holy hooch! Funny enough, Gavriel looked back at how Queene occasionally saw him and then looked upset and entered his car.
Seriate.
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