Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Twins A And Miss Cheriwis
Chapters. 309



"You guys here too?"


The princess greeted Abash and Sifa who had just been near them.


"Are you the only ones invited?" kekeh Abash's.


"Sifa, I'm glad you're coming, so I have a friend" said the Princess and joined hands with Sifa.


"Yes, Mother. I'm also happy to meet Ma'am here, I think I'm going to be a statue because I can't smile" Sifa chuckled while glancing at Abash.


"Sifa, that's the deal you have to keep, huh?" abash said commemorating the lover.


Sifa also chuckled softly. "Yes .. yes .. I was just kidding, really."


"What deal, hehi?" princess asked curiously.


"There is," said Sifa still chuckling softly.


Arash invited everyone to sit at one of the empty tables available there while enjoying live music.


"What's this party really, Ma'am?" whispered Sifa to the Princess.


"Birthday party as well as celebrating the success of the project," replied the Princess in a whisper.


"Are the years this lively?" sifa asked in surprise. "At the top anyway?"


"His name is also the person whose money is not radiant, Fa. I love to squander money like this," replied the Princess.


"If you are your own mother? Have you ever celebrated a birthday like this?" sifa asked curiously.


"Ever, but together with the orphanage children," whispered the Princess.


Abash and Arash also only noticed the two girls who were busy chatting, making them both feel ignored.


"Nyesh I rebuke you" Arash muttered bitterly to Abash.


"I too, regret having to approach you if this is the case," replied Abash no less ketus.


Abash cleared his throat to take the attention of the Princess and Sifa. Yes, indeed both of them had looked at it anyway, only they again ignored Abash and continued the conversation that they had no idea what they were discussing at this time, looked very exciting.


"I take a snack first" said Arash and left Sifa, Abash, and also the Princess.


"Huum, that's a lot, huh?" said Abash who did not want to leave Sifa, the two girls who are currently the attention of some male eyes basket around them.


"Sir Abash, Miss Princess," reprimanded a man who suddenly approached their table.


The princess and Abash turned to the man.


"Yes?"


"Ah, it turns out to be true. I think it was the wrong person" said the man.


"I'm Yoyo, an assistant to Mr Albert" the man said.


Albert is Abash's business partner as well as Bara's business partner and Princess client. That's the guy who owns the party tonight.


"Yes" Abash replied briefly.


"Look, Mr. Albert asked me to invite Mr. Abash and Miss Princess to join him at this time" Yoyo said politely.


Actually Abash is reluctant to leave Sifa alone at this time. She wanted to take Sifa with her, but she knew very well how Mr. Albert was, where if the man had voted to be at his desk, those who are at the table must be those whom he invites.


"Sorry, is this Miss Mr. Abash's fiancee?" yoyo asked who took back the attention of Abash, Sifa, and Princess.


Abash glanced at Sifa, the girl was seen smiling while shaking her head.


"No, he is my personal assistant" Abash replied, which made the Princess round her eyes.


"Well, how?" Sifa quickly touched the Princess' thigh, lest the girl say anything more.


"In that case, the Miss must not join Mr. Albert. I think Mr. Abash is already very familiar with the character of Mr. Albert," explained Yoyo, who is embraced by Abash.


"Come, sir, Miss." Yoyo invited Princess and Abash to walk first.


"Emm, Sifa. You stay here, don't go anywhere. Arash will be back here any minute. Later, you tell Arash that I am meeting Mr. Albert" said Abash, who was answered with a nod by sifa.


"Good, Sir."


Abash stood up and took the Princess, looking from the girl's face as if he was confused at this time. With a confused feeling, the Princess stood up and turned towards Sifa who was smiling while nodding her head.


"What is this really about? Why would Abash introduce Sifa as his assistant?" the Princess wondered.


Abash and the Princess passed away from the table occupied by Sifa, leaving the girl alone while staring at the departure of the two.


Sifa sighed softly, she looked for Arash's whereabouts with her eyes.


"Where's Mas Arash going, huh?" sifa's murmur still swept around her eyes looking.


"Hi ..."


"Where's your boss? How are you alone?" ask the man named Dika.


Sifa did not reply, the girl just kept quiet and was still looking for Arash's whereabouts.


"Know, my name is Dika," said the man as he extended his hand.


"I already know," Sifa replied as she glanced at the man.


"Oh, I think you don't remember me" she said, holding back an upset feeling and trying to smile.


A waiter passed by carrying a tray containing uniquely shaped glasses. Dika called the man and took two drinks. One of the glasses taken by Dika is white. The man gave a glass of white water to Sifa, while the yellow one was brown to himself.


"It's just soda water, no alcohol, drink it" Dika said, giving the water to Sifa.


"No, thank you," refused Sifa and still looking for Arash's whereabouts.


Every now and then, Sifa glanced at the Princess and Abash who were quite a distance away from her. They seemed to be chatting with faces that looked serious.


"I just want to get to know you, not more," said Dika who took over Sifa's attention back.


"If you don't want to meet me, fine. Then I say goodbye," said Dika and rose from his seat leaving Sifa alone.


Sifa sighed softly with relief. Honestly speaking, the girl was actually very nervous due to the presence of the man named Dika. Because the nervousness he suffered just now made Sifa's throat feel dry. The girl stared at the glass filled with bubbling water in her dindiing with the edge of her glass placed slices of fresh lemon fruit.


"Maybe it's a soda" Sifa murmured and immediately gulped down the drink with a single gulp.


Sifa grimaced as her throat became hot after drinking the water.


"Fuck, it doesn't seem like soda water," Sifa growled and felt very thirsty at this moment.


Sifa searched for Arash's whereabouts through the look in her eyes, but the man still had not seen the trunk of her nose.


"There was a servant" muttered Sifa and rose from his seat to the servant.


"Sorry, is there water here?" ask Sifa to the servant.


His head suddenly felt dizzy at this moment.


"White water? Mineral water means?" ask the waiter who is possessed by Sifa.


"Yes." Yeah." Sifa's head was getting dizzy, even her current gaze was starting to feel blurred.


"Miineral water is right over there, miss, please go there," pointed the waiter to one of the tables that did compile some bottles of mineral water.


"Thank you." Walking hoyong, Sifa also approached the table with mineral water in the bottle packaging.


"Akkh, why does my throat feel so dry?" lirih Sifa while enduring the pain on her head.


Sifa took out a bottle of mineral water that was inside the bottle, then she opened the bottle with all her strength. However, it became futile, because at once Siifa felt powerless on his arm.


"Eughh, why so hard?" lirih Sifa sambiil opened the lid of the drink bottle.


"Need help?"


Sifa turned her head towards the man who offered her help. The girl focused her gaze as it faded.


"Basic jerk," Sifa maki softly when she found out who that man was.


Yes, she is Dika.


"Why, baby? Do you need a handle to stand?' said Dika who was getting closer towards Sifa.


Sifa also reflexes to rewind her steps to get away from the man named Dika.


"Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you" Dika said with a slanted smile.


"Go you jerk," maki Sifa with half her consciousness.


"I will not go alone, for you will come with me."


Dika also pulled Sifa's hand and gripped her tightly.


"Lepasin, jerk, peelin hmmppp ..."


Dika silenced Sifa's mouth with his hand, so that no one would hear the girl's cry.


"Shut up, or I'll hit you."


Sifa continued to rebel with the remnants of her strength, but because her body was already under the influence of alcohol, making the girl's energy weakened.


"Hmmmpp ...."


Dika also brought Sifa to one of the rooms that were deliberately prepared by the event owner for his invited guests who wanted to stay there.


"Mas Abash, help me," Sifa's inner self in the rest of her consciousness.