Women Rolling

Chapter 66's

Ferona Cindy Wijaya, the girl's long name. The same end that Sigi-Bastian Sigi Wijaya also has. Pinching his father's big name-Rahadian Wijaya.

As in the passage of the song of the legend of the ballad-Iwan Fals ... ‘Four years struggling with books, tuk guarantee the future of’, that's how Cindy in the Land of Uncle Sam there.

But certainly not because of the picture of the young scholar told the song, Cindy's fate line is clearly much different. He did not go down the dusty road with a dry weed tucked in between his bites - the rest could not work.

Cindy has achieved a third of her dreams. He now works under the auspices of his own sibling company-Bastian Sigi, as deputy director, replacing the man temporarily, to an indefinite extent.

Sigi is currently in Singapore with his wife who has just given birth to his first child.

Ayhona Maharane, a beautiful teacher who went viral on social media because of the variety of humanitarian actions in several points around the country. The woman who ultimately accepts the fall of Sigi's choice as the last moor of the man's heart. This match was met on a talk show of one of the country's leading television stations, where both of them were present as guest stars at that time.

"So the story is that Sigi will not be staying here?" Austin asked. He did know the news from Jasmine, but not as detailed as Cindy had just told him.

"He said he was back .... " Cindy hung up her sentence for a moment. ".... But I found a soul mate!" he chuckles. "There is a Bang Sigi." Ended with rattles.

Austin smiled in response. "You are young. It's still a long way to go."

"Hmm .. My brother is impatient!" grunts Cindy.

In front of the flaming television, sloshed over a furry mattress that warmed up enough for body temperature, Austin and Cindy sat there. While Alsy, the girl had been slammed in her mouth on the single sofa to the left of Cindy, with the body bent also legs dangling through the arm of the sofa. His face was covered with an oblong magazine, which, shortly before being closed, he read with a noisy mouth.

"When I often see you on tv, sister," Cindy said at a glance to look at Austin daubed a faint smile. "But I was surprised to see you were suddenly here" he added.

"You're cool!" He began to praise. "Especially if you're wearing a racing costume."

"But you're in love, aren't you?" Austin nodded with a question. A little joking, but also impressed seductive.

Cindy looked at him with a smile. "I always fell in love with the person who once took me, my boncengin, nganter home through the middle of a blind mall, and then fought with my brother," he said without awkward in the slightest, the past ends with a rarity.

In addition to no longer performing in his tomboyish style, the girl was also not as me as before. More loud, brave, increased attitude, also .. more charming of course.

"Are you flirting with me?" Austin asked with one eyebrow raised. The position of his back that was originally leaned, now he shifted to face Cindy completely. One palm was propped up to his chin with his elbow propped up on the sofa.

"Did I pant for that?" the girl threw back a question. While moving take the same position with Austin-opposite each other.

Austin chuckled and then threw away his face. "Songong uda pinter girl ngeles apparently," her comment felt funny. "Unfortunately your face is now more suitable to be a storyteller for children who have difficulty sleeping." Then I looked back at Cindy.

Cindy's hand spontaneously raised hit the man's shoulder. "What am I damning for?!"

"Well, how sleepy?" Austin's naughtiness is a little loud.

"Haha!"

Their conversation continued to discuss everything. Spacing out time accompanied by crisp laughs. Until without feeling, the clock has moved up to the number eleven night.

"Are you sure you don't want to stay here, brother?" ask Cindy while swinging a step accompanying Austin moving forward towards the villa yard.

"No ah! Afraid khilaf!" respond to Austin accordingly.

"Your khilaf must be sweet. I don't mind being circumvented by you!" joked Cindy with her little laugh.

Austin stopped the move. The door of his car has been busy as thin as a board, but the vehicle did not enter. He quickly flipped his body 180 degrees, so that the chest of his field suddenly hit the face of Cindy who was standing behind him. Then with his song, the parallel bule man kissed the lightning of Cindy's lips like a thief. "So what a khilaf do you mean, Little Girl?" ask her with a naughty smile.

There is no lawfulness. Cindy was silent with her body stiffened, her pair of hands still clinging to Austin's burly chest after it had spontaneously lifted as the man turned around. His face looked up at the stern iras Austin with a slightly gaping mouth-shocked.

"Why? Want again?" seductive Austin with a soft voice tinged lips that actually makes Cindy more and more slammed into empty space, which there is only a handsome Austin form in it.

Cindy's sweet chin was lightly pinched through Austin's index finger and thumb, which she put together.

Cindy was still frozen among the feelings that suddenly rumbled like a new year's fireworks bursting with a glittering colorful light. His bead of eyes continued to roll in a strange expression, between surprise and. Hehe ....

"Kalo diem gini, means nagib," continued Austin still nyablak solo, because Cindy is still in bego mode. Two seconds later, the man started removing his burly gorilla managers from B.A.B.

Without waiting for Cindy to come out of her world, she bent over, placed one hand under her knee and the other slipped behind Cindy's nape, then lifted the girl in a sling.

"Hey!" Cindy jerks. His big brain spontaneously worked that second as well. "What do you want, brother?!"

Austin's not bullying. After brushing his car's door rough with one leg, Cindy's slender body, which he may have thought was just a weightless balloon doll, was thrust into the car haphazardly, next to the steering wheel he would sit for a moment.

"In there, don't try to get out" said Austin with his index finger pointing at Cindy, just as the mother-daughter warned her super-geyel toddler; 'Don't eat any more candy! Your teeth will be broken!' I see-we look the bule when saying the warning words. "I closed the door of the villa first," he continued in a backward motion, then slammed towards the door.

Unplug the key hanging on the inside, close the two leaves, and then lock it from the outside. After the twin doors were neatly locked, the man returned to his car. In the spring fill the steering seat.

"Now, lock your villa."

Cindy caught the agile jingling thing between her confused, confused, and confused facial features. "What do you want, anyway?! It's too bad to know! Kasian Alsy is alone!" the girl said she didn't understand.

"Say you want ... I'm khilafin?"