WILD TEMPTATIONS OF PROFESSIONAL PAINTERS

APPRECIATED

Does your ex-wife come here often?" Kasandra whiskey.

" Not really! Maybe he was going to take the painting you saw. It belonged to Diana. Diana will pay dearly for my painting" said Diandra. Kasandra squinted her eyes as if unexpectedly, her ex-wife could be as crazy as it shows her affection and intimacy in front of her ex-husband even describes her.

" It looks like the ex-wife of the mas is already a little crazy, well!" Kasandra. Diandra was surprised, and recently Kasandra cursed someone with her straightforward words. Diandra just smiled.

" I got money from my hobby, baby!" sahut Diandra chuckled.

" Is it any different, money from the sale of your paintings with money from the company? Even the wealth of the company's seven descendants isn't necessarily depleted right?" sahut Kasandra.

" Of course others. The company was started by my father and family from scratch. I just enjoy it and continue and develop it again. If painting, it's really my complete result." Diandra explained.

" You know, this work when it's well received and gets recognition from others, it's a real thing. Especially appreciated with a fantastic nominal." explained Diandra again. Kasandra begins to mangosteen-beard the sign of understanding.

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Diandra took Kasandra's hand by force, even though Kasandra tried to release her hand held by Diandra to reach the middle room. In the living room was already sitting Diana and Pandu. Sifa had given cold drinks to her mother and her close friend's man. Diana smiled when she saw Diandra coming with Kasandra's hand. Kasandra was very embarrassed and awkward about the situation.

" I'm sorry for the long wait" Diandra said as she sat down. Diandra deliberately chose a long chair so that Kasandra could sit beside her.

" I'm interrupting ya?" ask Diana stalely. Pandu just kept silent but smiled cynically looking at Diandra. Every now and then Pandu's eyes are very wild looking at the face of ayu with a body that belongs to Kasandra. Diandra who caught Pandu's wild eyes against Kasandra felt like he wanted to pry her with his paintbrush. Diana who saw that immediately pinched the thigh belonging to Pandu.

" Ouch! Sick baby! Why are you pinching me?" guide Protest to Diana. Diana pouted. Then whisper into Pandu's ear.

" Be careful, if you can't condition your naughty eyes. There is no ration after returning from here." Diana threatened in a whisper.

" Don't dong darling! I'm just trying to guess and think, she's the boyfriend of your ex-husband or not." Pandu reason. Diana again pinched Pandu's arm.

" What's up, Diana? What was the purpose of you coming here?" ask Pandu without saying anything.

" Is our painting finished?" ask Diana. Diandra smiled with relief. Diandra stood up and headed for the private room to paint. Diandra started taking the painting from Diana and Pandu. While when Diandra took the painting, Diana began to tepo with Kasandra.

" So how long have you been in contact with Diandra?" ask Diana. Kasandra smiles.

" Misunderstand me! Me and Mas Diandra are only limited to the relationship of assistant and leader." said Kasandra. Pandu began to follow kepo and reply.

" The relationship between the leader and his assistant? But also used in bed?" sahut Pandu with a cynical smile as his eyes strip Kasandra from head to toe. Diana looked down on Kasandra.

" Damn it! Why are these men and women having such terrible thoughts?" inward Kasandra did not want to respond to humans like that.

" Yes, your salary is big? Being a personal assistant who is always fun and makes the leader satisfied?" sahut Diana's. Kasandra refused to respond. Pandu smiled with cynicism.

"Great well you, can conquer the heart of Diandra. Men who are hard to be attracted to women. I think he's changed course because he rarely touches me. I think after she focused more on her paintings and got to know the community of painters, Diandra likes same-sex. I still love women" Diana said. Kasandra began to scrunch her forehead.

Suddenly footsteps began to sound. Between Pandu and Diana being silent does not want to disturb Kasandra. Kasandra smiled cynically with the two.

" This is your painting!" diandra said as she handed the painting over to Diana. The painting had been wrapped neatly and had been framed according to the message from Diana. Diana stayed clean and stayed put on display at her house.

" How much is it?" ask Diana. Diandra smiled with Diana's question.

" It's up to you to judge and appreciate how much the painting is!" sahut Diandra's. Diana laughed out loud.

" I've transferred it to your account. You can see it on your WA number, mas!" diana stood up and began to take Pandu away from the house.

" Oh yes, if it is less than the nominal I give, you can reply to my chat under well" said Diana again arrogant. Kasandra felt like she wanted to pull the tiny lips belonging to the woman in front of her. Diandra even brought Kasandra closer and hugged her shoulder.

" Oh yes, congratulations mas, you already have a personal assistant and as a bedmate." said Diana. Diandra glared at his eyes.

" Eit, don't be mad! Sorry I errat. Congratulations on getting your future wife and mother to join Sifa." said Diana.

" Thank you!" sahut Diandra did not want to fight with Diana. Diandra even hugged Kasandra's arm.

" Come on, let's go home! Please bring us our paintings" said Diana and then stepped up followed Pandu. The Scout carries and lifts the painting. Diandra looked at the departure of the two people.

" What a weird couple!" Kasandra Inner. Kasandra started to let go of Diandra's embrace.

" What the hell do you like about that woman, used to be a mas?" tanya Kasandra probes. Diandra.

" We were set up!" sahut Diandra's. Kasandra mak kepo's.

" Married but finally able to produce Sifa too!" Kasandra. Diandra's chuckling.

" Maybe I was scared then!" diandra. Kasandra stuck out her tongue.

" How many times is his khilaf?" asked Kasandra who actually did not want an answer from Diandra.

Diandra chuckled now even pulled Kasandra over and sat on her lap. Kasandra starts to get nervous because Diandra hugs her waist and now her two are so very close.

Diandra then grabbed Kasandra's chin and began to approach the lips that had just nagged. When before the lips began to get acquainted with the lips of Diandra, Sifa came back and shouted carrying something in her hands. Kasandra immediately sat alone in her seat. Diandra scratched his non-itchy head while taking a deep breath.

" Why did when I wanted to feel the sweetness of the lips, my son came anyway?" inner Diandra while playing her eyes towards Kasandra. Kasandra instantly blushed her face.

" Dad! Aunt Kasandra! I'm making fried noodles for Kasandra's father and aunt!" sifa said while putting her on the table. Kasandra smiled sweetly to Sifa.

" Well, thank you beautiful Sifa." said Kasandra.

" Next time don't make us fried noodles again, son! You've failed your father to taste more special than this fried noodle." Diandra's inner.

" Let's eat, mas!" Kasandra whiskey.

" You eat it! I'll get my phone inside first. Want to see, Diana had appreciated the painting with the value of how many rupiah" said Diandra reasoned.

" And don't forget after this, I'm waiting for you in my room." whispered the naughty Diandra. Kasandra scrunched her forehead. Instantly Diandra pulls Kasandra's nose.

" Don't think dirty! I want to paint you in more detail" Diandra said. Kasandra breathes relieved.

" Come on, aunt, eat first! Dad didn't eat his noodles just yet" Sifa said.

" Later, son! After aunt Kasandra eats, she'll feed dad." said Diandra as she played her eyes.

" But, mas! I have to go home! Tomorrow again, my mother!" Kasandra. Diandra did not respond and walked towards her private room.