Beautiful Guards
Cucu

Nala sat up nervously, her hands constantly flinching on the computer keyboard board with her eyes occasionally looking at the files in her hands. In the middle of the door, Haikal was standing leaning back and looking at him deeply. It had been almost how many hours the man had not moved from his place at all, upsetting Nala himself.

"Ck. When will you stand there? I was worried about it from then on." Finally Nala who had run out of patience was staring at Haikal.

"Until you want me to ask for security," Haikal replied casually as he walked in front of Nala.

"This father has no boss what is the matter of mulu marriage? Do you really want to marry me? Not that you used to say you didn't like me," he snorted back to the computer screen.

Haikal smiled amusedly. "Do you believe love is blind? Not knowing the time, place and on whom he wants to fall. So I believe, because love will grow with time."

"Well, love is blind. Even I was blinded by love, and it won't happen a second time." Lirih Nala's.

Haikal smiled faintly, understanding which direction Nala was going. Haikal exhaled slowly and leaned his body on the chair.

"Consider my offer. I assure you, if you accept me as your husband. A big secret I will reveal to you. To be sure, it'll make you distrustful, and won't regret making me your husband." Haikal is full of mystery.

Nala stopped her fingers, shriveling thinly to reply to Haikal's gaze which had been warming for days. "Great secret? What secret?" Ask.

"The name is also secret. No exclamation if it does not make others curious first revealed it," Haikal replied still very calm.

Nala looked to the side. "I'm not curious!" His eagle. In fact, now his brain is guessing what secret is meant by Haikal.

"Remain curious? LALA."

In an apartment, Milea was sorting out the number of clothes she would wear at a party later tonight. Anyway, he should be able to get there to monitor Zaky's activities.

Drrrtt drrrtt drrrtt

The sound of a cell phone caught his attention. He walked up to pick up his cell phone which was located on a bedside nightstand.

"Hm yeah hello?"

"Hallo's sister's princess. How are you baby?" Ask the guy across there, stale.

"Have you got the invitation?" Ask Milea to the point. Over there, the man looked out the window with a fresh sun.

"Quiet, same brother everything is in order. His invitation has been sent via your email." Proud of that man.

"Thanks." -."

"What is the invitation to Mil?" Ask the man in wonder. Because Milea does not usually go to a party, because this woman is the most anti-crowd.

"You just want to party, why not go to a club? There too you can be grinning,"

"You know about me, nald. I hate night clubs, being too noisy and hurting my eyes." Milea answered with great emphasis. Across there the man scratched his head that did not itch because he felt insinuated.

"Yes, yes. Have fun baby. Brother close the connection first, this brother Brother must go to the office. See you.."

"Hmm see you..." Milea put her phone back on after the connection was cut off. She decided to re-sort her dress to wear at the party.

Once in the sense of matching with peach-colored dress on the knee. He reached for his phone to check the invitation.

"Hm... The theme is from night? Heh. It's a lot easier for me to keep an eye on him without fear of being discovered." Milea murmured a small grin.

***

In one place, there was a low boisterous sound of people coming into the hotel pardo.

No no no no

Banging for the sake of pounding the sound of silver-colored high heils could be heard muffling the voices of people.

"Stop!!" The woman halted her steps before the president's door, staring at the two flat-bodied men.

"Show me the ride!!" Behind the mask, the woman turned a lazy eyeball and showed the invitation her brother sent via email.

"Please enter," the woman who was none other than Milea was entered into a room whose atmosphere looked magnificent, elegant and charming. Various foods and drinks are presented neatly on the table which is provided for invited guests.

Behind the mask, his eyes rolled back and forth looking for a figure he wanted to monitor his whereabouts.

"It turns out you came, it is an honor for me to welcome you Mr. Zaky."

"Thank you." Sayup sayup from a distance Milea could hear someone mention her master's name.

And... Yep. His eyes had now managed to catch the figure he wanted to look for from earlier. He also walked gracefully approached the two men of different ages, before finally someone accidentally nudged him and spilled a drink on his dress.

"Sorry sorry, I accidentally. You okay what?" Panicking the man quickly took out his handkerchief to remove the stain on Milea's dress.

"It's okay." Milea answered raising her head to see who was disfiguring her dress.

"Jo?"