Beloved Wife

Beloved Wife
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" Om, today let Keisya bring his own papa's car." Keisya said as he wanted to try driving Gardapati's car, which was driven by Roby.


" What? Non, do not. non danger. Moreover, this master's car is very fast." Roby said she was worried something might happen to her young employer.


" Please om. Kan Keisya is great. How can be adept at driving a car if it is forbidden to continue." Keisya said as he put his lips together, pretending to be annoyed.


" Okay non, in the event of Roby aja yes non. If anything happens, Roby will be hanged alive with you." Roby was very worried.


" Om, Keisya promises. Just two hours..Keisya make sure after two hours, Keisya will be in front of Roby." Keisya.


" Two hours is non." Roby was forced to agree to Keisya's request.


" Okay om, om is the best!" Keisya said taking his car keys and rushing to start the lamborghini car. He left the roof of his car open. Wearing black glasses that perched perfectly on his face. Even his long black hair he let down to fly beautifully carried by the wind.


With black leather jacket, span jeans skirt and black long boat shoes. Makes Keisya look so pretty.


A few minutes later after being away from his residence Keisya drove his car smoothly. But suddenly Keisya could not control his car until it hit the car in front of him.


Brakkkkm...


" OGM.." Shouted Keisya brake his car quickly.


" Okay, ******..Whose car did I hit? God, may the owner be a good person. If it sounds Roby even papa. I will definitely be escorted from the point of the room to the outside of the house. Like a prisoner." Keisya said in prayer.


The owner of the car got out of his car. See the damage to his car. And went to Keisya where the roof of Keisya's car was closed tightly.


" Hello.. Can you come down? Explain how this happened. My car's been scratched." He knocked on Keisya's car glass door.


Whats? Carlos's? Geez, why should he. Why do I always see you anywhere.


I think I've seen it? Yeah, if it's not wrong I've met him at the mall.


" E.sorry sir..I was not intentionally. E, I just learned the car." Clearly Keisya by changing his voice a little so as not to sound the same as the cupid Keisya.


" What sir? Can't you see me. Try to open the glasses, miss. I'm still young." Carlos said he wanted to see Keisya's face and make sure he had met before.


" E.not necessary..Who do you want to call?" Ask Keisya.


I know you are Carlos. Already know!basic men's. See the new woman already wants to meet.


" Hey lady, may I know the name that hit my car?" Carlos said seeing his speech was not immediately accepted by Keisya.


" E..Hanna." Keisha said faking her name so that her disguise would not be revealed. It was using his mother's name.


" Oh, all right, Miss Hanna. What about the fate of my car?" Carlos Said.


" Alright, don't be extended. I'll compensate for your car loss. It's working." Said Keisya looking at the time he had a little.


" Can't, Is it that easy? Even if I repaint it will not be the same as before. The scratches are deep enough." Carlos Said.


Do you think it's that easy to run away from me. You make me quite curious, beautiful lady.


" Then what? You want me to replace your car with a new one because of a scratch like this?" Keisya.


" It's not necessary. What if we eat together?" Carlos Said.


Whahuh? eat together? Why so hump. Oh my goodness, less than 10 minutes.


" all right. When?" Keisya said he did not want to buy his time anymore.


" Next week's day. 7 O'clock at this crossroads front restaurant." Carlos was very happy and smiled.


" okay." Keisya spoke out from in front of Carlos.


" If you don't come, I'll actually report you. I remember your car's license plate number." Shouting Carlos.


While Keisya closed his car hard because it was quite upset.


Crazy bastard, are all men the same? Not with my father, my uncle, Roby. They're very different.


Why did I accept the offer!


Yes, finally I can be close to him.Ah, last night I dream of meeting a bidarari. Falling in love at first sight turns out to be a real yes. Oh, Hannah.