White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti
A loving hug
Kara is walking straight to the meeting room.
His steps were orderly, His gaze flat without the slightest ripple of emotion. His aura is strong and whoever the money is through it, is thus enchanted by the fragrance of his masculine body.
Today, Kara is having an important meeting with her business colleagues.
So, he does not want to be the one to disappoint.
Entering the meeting room, his eyes caught the silhouette of a woman who was some time involved in the dinner.
Holy......
Looks special this time.
White shirt work suit and old gray skirt, looks fit the curves of his body.
Blazer is in the same color as the skirt that is holy to wear, seems to add a charming impression.
Plus with black work shoes.
The make up looks natural.
Kara admitted, Holy is indeed a woman who has an amazing charm.
The thin smile on Holy lips was engraved when welcoming the arrival of Kara who appeared with a flat face.
Inwardly, Holy cursed Dita who was so ambitious, involving herself with millions of problems that were ready to crush Holy at any time.
"Good morning, Mr. Azkara. I'm a representative of the CTR group."
Holy looked down deeply to pay his respects.
A sweet smile fell on his lips which he polished with orange.
For a moment, Kara smiled as well. A smile that Holy rarely met.
"Morning".
Kara just passed by to her chair.
Throughout the meeting, Holy continued to steal a look at Kara.
Inwardly, Holy realized that kara was a difficult man to conquer.
Until the meeting ended, Kara immediately came out of the meeting room.
His sharp instincts immediately responded.
Holy is not a simple woman.
That's how Kara feels.
However, regardless of what the intentions were veiled within the Holy, Kara did not care. He had promised to make Hanum happy, his wife.
To him, his promise was an obligation to fulfill. So, do not want to play heart behind his wife.
Radhi's blood is so thick it flows within Kara.
While Holy, he is still struggling with his mind. He should be able to make the household cracked as soon as possible. Ignoring Dita's orders to play slowly and unhurriedly.
Holy must pursue time as best he can. His longing for his son was so intense.
Yep. Holy can't wait anymore.
*****
A young girl in her early twenties, was staring at the vast expanse of flower gardens stretching before her. Cold air that is common around the countryside, making the flowers of diverse colors more beautiful arranged perfectly.
Luna never stopped smiling. His cleverness in managing the flower garden owned by Opa his Reksa, making this flower garden so crowded orders and customer interests.
Luna turned her gaze to the side.
Staring intensely at the young man who was so dashing dazzled.
Right next to Luna, Seno stood gallantly with both fists in his hand held in his pants pocket.
Its sturdy field chest offers millions of warmth to lean on.
His muscular, clay arms offer millions of powers for Luna's self-protection.
His face looked up, offering millions of coolness to Luna at a time when tired and tired Luna felt.
In a smile, Luna kept thinking about many things.
"Can I help you, miss?"
Seno felt, if left too long he would misbehave even worse.
So, he had to start a conversation with his young lady this time, no matter how.
"none.
Eemmm oh yeah, last night......"
"What's wrong?".
"Did art really miss me?"
"Sorry, miss.... Forget it because I'm too presumptuous".
"Is that so?".
"Yes".
Silent.
Luna was honestly hurt because Seno asked her to forget her expression the other day. But what can Luna do?
At present, Luna is just a woman who feels inappropriate if she has to indulge in a sense that is too bubbling in her heart for Seno.
"Actually..... I like you, miss".
There was a moment's pause for Seno to inhale the air deeply.
"Even more than likes.
The taste I have..... I'm afraid it backfired for myself.
I know who I am, of course.
But...... I don't think I have the decency to be with you".
The art of smiling poignant.
He just thinks realistically.
Along with Luna, isn't it just a wishful thinking that is certainly difficult for Seno to reach?
Luna choked to a fraction of a nano second.
His breath was stifled because of a lump of taste that had burst into his heart.
"Be...really?".
Luna vibrates. Her tears would have broken if she had blinked her eyes just once.
Puddles of tears are like dams about to break down for a moment.
"Yes. Ilove you. Sorry a thousand sorry.
I'm presumptuous and I don't deserve to say that. I'm sorry that I may have been dreaming too much.
But really, miss......
I couldn't hold on much longer to my feelings.
For months, I've been.........".
plaques.....
Seno closed her eyes.
The slap he had just received, did not hurt him in the least.
But the pain of the reality he felt, thus melted his heart into worthless ashes.
"Stupid you're Seno.
When you love me, why ask Luna to immediately forget your longing expression to me?
When you love me, why do you think this is just a dream and a wishful thinking?
Why must make your own heart hurt hold everything back?
When you love me, you should fight, kneel and rest at my feet, grabbing and grasping my heart with your charm.
Not even going to go away and leave me here who loves you too!!".
Seno stiffened at the words of Aluna.
Did ya?
Does Aluna really love her?
So, Seno immediately grabbed and clenched Aluna's frail body. Bring her into the warm of a loving embrace.
"Are you right, miss? It's not a dream, is it?"
"I love you too, Seno.
What's again?
What else do I need to do to make you believe me?"
Aluna said with sobbing Isaac who was still accompanying.
"Thank you, thank you for everything.
Ilove you.
Very and very. Now and until later".
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