CEO, Conditional Girl
Arrears boutiques...

A French fashion city located in Western Europe, there is a very beautiful small town called Loumarin. In the apits of the Renaissance palaces of the 15th century and various Catholic and Protestant churches, a view of the Bastides Proches. Several boutiques, bakeries, restaurants decorate the small town to make it a business center to make it easier for tourists to get married and visit.

Guenhumura the name of a girl has a hardworking meaning. Applies to a beautiful girl commonly called Guen. Independent girl has a height of 160 centimeters. A less than ideal body does not ignite the fighting spirit of being a formidable designer at the age of 28 years.

She completed her Masters at one of the top universities in the fashion city as designers.

Guen girl has an oriental face, cute, wiry lentic eyes, iris brown eyes, nose sharp perfect, tiny lips, skin as smooth as a baby even though the age is well established enough to make a household, but Guen is reluctant to materialize in the near future. Various reasons want him to reach to attract the attention of one of his clients.

All his designs have a unique impression, all he does alone without the help of his assistant or best friend Salsa always accompany.

Guen spent the day at his boutique located at a crossroads in the middle of the city, he bought from his own sweat at the age of 19 years with installments at one of the Private Banks.

“Bu, there is Mbak Citra below," said the housekeeper was cleaning his private room.

Guen thought for a moment, “Citra, who? I don't have an appointment with a woman named Citra today. I only have an appointment with Mr. Carcas and his future wife. Hmmm what is the image of Mr Carcas' future wife?” tanyakanya.

“Can be Mom, I don't know. Later it will be wrong, I am the omelin," replied the assistant named Kasih closing his lips.

Guen patted Kasih's shoulder furiously, “lain ask first," his grunts headed to the ground floor where a woman named Citra was waiting.

Guen picked up some supplies, pressed the elevator button towards the ground floor. Guen's cute face made her like a little girl approaching her mother.

Guen was amazed to look at the face of Citra very perfect, beautiful standing like a model in front of him.

Guen smiled, slightly raising his head in order to be able to stare at the face of the perfect Image.

“Good morning miss," said Guen.

Image raised both eyebrows, “Guenhumura?” tanyanya smiled haughtily.

Guen smiled, “ya introduce me Guenhumura,” she extended her small hand on Citra.

The image bends his body, has a height of approximately 180 centimeters.

“Did my future husband Mr Carcas come to your boutique little miss?” tanya Citra teases Guen.

Guen smiled, “sit down, this will make it difficult for you to talk to me beautiful lady!” he carried Citra sitting on the sofa not far from where they were talking.

“Hmmmm fast Mr. Carcas admire your work little miss!” The image back teased Guen.

“Aaaagh Mr. Carcas is too much miss. She had already ordered some wedding dresses for the blessing and reception. I think this dress is more beautiful in your body which is very professional Miss," explained Guen showed some designs that he had designed specifically for Carcas and his candidates.

“Ck I don't like this sequin little lady,” levitate Citra pointed at the sequins that Guen will install around the chest.

“Ooogh good. We will change as you request. Means you're Mr Carcas' future wife?” guen asked convincingly.

The image played a mimic of his face over to his dislike of his relationship with Carcas.

“Why is his face so?” Guen again teased Citra.

“Hmmm we're on matchmaking. I don't like this relationship. That's why we came to your boutique at a different time!” rumpul Citra's.

Guen put pen and book on the table, “I'm sorry," his smile looked at Citra's pretty face.

“I want to avoid this marriage, because I love other men. I told Carcas everything. I beg you, help me to thwart our marriage, "please Citra hold Guen's fingers together.

Guen looked at the iris of Citra's eyes very seriously.

“What the hell is this? I don't know them, even they want to bring me to their problems" Inner Guen.

“Hmm Carcas is outside, she wants to negotiate with you," Citra's smile gently caressed Guen's back.

Guen knitted his eyebrows together, “honestly I don't understand miss, you mean!” guen.

The image smiled, waiting for Carcas to enter Guen's boutique. Honestly Guen's feelings raged.

“What is this? why do they want to involve me? I'm not interested in their world" Inner Guen.

Five minutes later, Carcas appeared in front of Guen and Citra. The well-established, beautiful, oriental-faced man looks more like a 32-year-old Limin Ho. Hezel eyes are darker and very sharp when staring, fingers are smoother and pliable. The masculine fragrance was very typical out of the perfect man's body.

“Hai, Guen,” greet Carcas hugging Guen crouching as his height ranges from 185 centimeters.

“Hai, how are you Mr?” guen asked kindly looking at Citra smilingly welcoming her future husband.

“How? have you completed my request, little lady?” coda Carcas.

“There are some that I must change Sir, Miss Citra does not like sequins on the chest. I might change it in some parts. I will also give the white pearl at some point," Guen's smile stared at the two perfect couples before him.

Carcas clutching fingers Citra, “how honey, do you like it?” tanyakanya.

“I don't want to continue this beib. I will marry Samuel, not you" Citra explained with a lazy face.

Carcas dehem, looking at Guen with a smile, “can you help us? you prepared two pairs of wedding dresses, one for Citra and Samuel, another for me and you" she smiled.

The handsome man said spontaneously looking into Guen's eyes, gaped at the words of the handsome man before him.

Both eyes Guen round, “eehm you mean?” his tanya looked at the two lunatics who made him shook.

“Yes a pair of wedding dresses for me and you!” carcas said very loudly again.

Smiling image, “good idea beib,” his smile.

Guen increasingly clueless, he massaged his temple slowly.

“What does all this mean? are they testing my faith?” ruble Guen in heart.

Carcas stood up, deliberately reversing the plank plastered from open to close locking Guen's boutique. Hold Guen's assistant and Salsa's best friend on the second floor so as not to go down to the ground floor.

Guen jumped in shock when other people disobeyed inside his boutique.

“What do you do Sir? do you want to do evil to my boutique,” asked Guen a little afraid to stare at Carcas' bead stick.

Carcas sat down again in front of Guen, Citra sitting next to him, issuing some documents about Guen's boutique bill that had been delinquent for three months.

Guen stared fixedly at the documents before him. He swallowed his saliva, tears already welling up in Guen's beautiful eye patch. She gently rubbed her beautiful face, looking calmly at Carcas' irises.

“Where did you get my data?” guen asked trying to calm down.

Carcas smiled, leaning against the couch. Slowly taking a breath while staring at the tough, independent woman has attracted attention in recent months.

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