
Sagaras.
A man who is famous for his arrogance and also always being rude to people if indeed he does not like it. Men are as cold as snow, however, will be gentle when faced with someone he loves. His attitude is always frank if there is a girl he likes. He'll never be ashamed to say 'I love you '.
Sagara's face is very handsome. With sharp eyes, a big nose, red lips, when smiling will make all the girls crazy about him. There is one characteristic in Gara, namely his hair is long as a boat and always he ties, and bearded and mustache thick. That is the classic characteristic that is in the body of Sagara.
Sagara is so much for the girls. Because for them, the figure of Sagara is a very perfect figure. They will be the happiest women if Sagara belongs to them (who is crazy about Sagara, of course ).
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Today, Sagara has woken up from his sleep. Surely he has cleaned himself up. As Sagara came down the stairs, he smelled the smell of a very delicious meal. The smell came from his kitchen.
" Hem, who would dare to cook in my kitchen other than the good chefs who work for me?" sagara Gumam.
Apparently this Sagara is typical of people who do not like to be disturbed. Whatever it is, of course, if it is his possession and has become the rule, Sagara will be very angry if someone carelessly disturbing his personal area. In other words, Sagara does not want his kitchen to be used by people he does not know.
He immediately stepped his foot into his kitchen. And was very surprised to see the kitchen was a mess with stains everywhere.
" Hey! Who dares to dirty my kitchen?!" snapped Gara. The waiters in the kitchen were surprised. They looked towards that voice. Then bowed withstanding the guilt of not being able to forbid the young lady to dwell in the kitchen.
Kayra also turned her head, then showed herself in front of Sagara with a face full of flour stains. Sagara was stunned to see Kayra's face. Then he unconsciously chuckled holding back his laughter. The waiters in the room smiled.
" What's wrong, Miss?" sagara asked withholding her laughter firmly.
" Why what, sir?" Kayra asked back. He really doesn't understand Sagara's question. And by force, he approached Sagara.
" stop! Don't comenigh! You're dirty, Miss." Screeched Gara. He panicked, fearing that his clothes would get dirty with a burst of flour.
Kayra is quite comfortable with Sagara. Deliberately rubbing his flour-filled hand against Sagara's cheek.
Sagara widened his eyes again. He didn't think Kayra would do that to him. Indeed, he does not like it when it is clean, someone is dirtying it again.
The entire waiter who was in the room was shocked, they were all terrified. Because of what was on their minds right now, his master would definitely be furious.
But they are very wrong. Sagara retaliates against Kayra. He took the wheat flour in a large container located on the table. Then throw a handful of flour in his hand at Kayra. Something that they really did not expect. His current master could joke with others and show the happiest face this morning.
Throw flours flours happen. Both Kayra and Sagara, they enjoyed it a lot. Moreover, because he had also forgotten when a scene like this happened? Surely it's been a long time.
" That's enough, Miss Kayra, the game throws enough flour up here huh?" finally, because it ended. He embraces Kayra's body, then invites her to sit in the dining chair in the kitchen.
" Look, your face, your clothes, are so dirty" said Sagara, giggling.
" It's also because of you, Miss. If only Miss hadn't done that, I might still be neat and fragrant." her sulked with a deliberately bent face and slightly lascivious lips. Kayra chuckled amusedly looking at him.
" Yes, then you take another bath, sir. Let my kitchen clean it," said Kayra, rising and then pulling out Gara's hand that looked burly.
Instead of Gara being lifted, even Kayra who fell right on Sagara's chest which was plane and visible muscles in his stomach.
' Ooh God! Why is this happening? ' kayra's inner self as her body fell on Gara's chest.
The two looked at each other. For Kayra, Sagara is a kind man. Not in disbelief, he was also interested in him. However, the figure of Dave who always haunts his mind is not able to throw from his memory.
" Asiiik, you're so romantic big brother." baritone voices are heard in front of Kayra and Sagara. The two turned their heads and how shocked they were when they saw that familiar figure had appeared before the two of them.
" Dave! Since when are you here?" peekik Gara's. He let go of his embrace. Both are nervous and panicked. Obviously freaked out, because Dave's the guy they knew. Especially Kayra.
" Since then brother. Who's the girl next to you, brother?" Dave asked as he approached Gara and also Kayra.
Apparently Dave did not recognize Kayra because Kayra's face was full of flour. This is a good opportunity for Kayra, if Dave finds out, then there will be a war between brother and sister.
" This one is Kay-, "before Gara continued her words, Kayra immediately grabbed Gara's hand, grasping her firmly.
Because he knew the code from Kayra, he also did not continue his speech earlier.
" He's your brother-in-law" Sagara replied.
" Sister-in-law? When did you get married? Why didn't you tell me, brother?" Dave put all the questions on Gara.
" I mean the future sister-in-law." said Gara, still holding Kayra's hand.
She turned to Kayra and told her to go to the room to clean up her flour-filled body.
" Go, and cleanse your body, dear. You look so dirty," orders Gara. Within a second, Kayra left the brothers.
Kayra breathed a rough breath as she passed by Dave. This time he got away from Dave. He will definitely meet Dave.
" I'm sorry, Mr. Dave." said Kayra softly.
Seriate.
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