Companion To Paris
He is ...

A couple of husband and wife crossed them both. But suddenly the legs of one of them stopped and turned towards Paris and Sandra. Tilting your head and peering towards Paris. The other leg stopped.

"Paris, huh?" the answer sounded doubtful. Hearing his name, Paris looked back. Sandra also looked back. Wondering who greeted Paris just now.

"Sister Evan?" Paris was astonished to see this man.

"I thought it was you." Evan snapped his finger. Feeling satisfied because his guess is right. Then Paris shifted his gaze from Evan to the woman next to him. It's not wrong Chelsea, his wife. After the story of the two of them containing dislike, Paris tried to be polite this time. His head nodded in greeting to this former brother. Chelsea are the same.

"Who?" ask Sandra who doesn't understand about them. Especially with Evan.

"Sandra, you are called by Mister" said Fikar who appeared among them. Evan and Chelsea nodded in greeting to Fikar. Fikar's head nodded in acceptance of his guest's greeting.

"Oh, huh? What's up?" sandra asked who was looking in the direction where her parents were gathering with Biema as well.

"I don't understand. You'd better get there right away" Fikar suggested to Sandra.

"Paris too?"

"Don't be weird. I'm more comfortable here with fruit salad" grumbled Paris. "Don't make me bored by being there."

"No. Sir just call you."

"alright. I went there first, yeah ..." Sandra set foot leaving Paris and the two people she did not know. The question has not been answered because of the arrival of Fikar.

"Why are you here?" evan asked after Paris just by himself in wonder.

"I'm a schoolgirl friend just now who is the daughter of the owner of this company" Paris explained. Evan and Chelsea looked at the chair where Sandra was sitting there. "Son Evan himself why is he here?" This time it was Paris.

"That's because we got an invitation from this company" Evan replied as he turned to Chelsea who nodded.

"Invitation? Does Evan's brother work here?" ask Paris for less trust. Seeing Fikar's reaction when he saw the two of them didn't seem to know each other. So if they are employees of this company, it is very unlikely. But Paris could think of nothing else but that.

"Of course not. I'm still working with your brother, Arga." Evan smiles.

"We come as a family of people who have a real connection to this company." Chelsea explained it. Paris looked at Chelsea thinking.

"Yes. They came as my family, Paris ...." Lei appeared with a smile behind him. Of course this man, the Parisian inner. He forgot about this guy at the company. Because only as an intern, Paris had not thought that Lei also got an invitation to invite his family to come.

"When are you guys coming?" tanya Lei saw Evan and Chelsea.

"just now. Then Evan saw Paris was here too" Chelsea said. Lei glanced at Paris. He still remembers about their relationship that was not good, also about the break-up of his relationship with Paris. But seeing the look on this girl's face that did not imply hatred, Lei was relieved.

"Yes. He's the best friend of the sons and daughters of the owner of this company. That's why he was invited." Lei pointed at Paris with a joke.

At that time Biema found Paris talking to several people. This time they were just the two because the others left them. His eyes grew sharper when he saw that.

"Oh, yeah. You go to school with Paris. Then you know, who's the guy who's talking to Paris right now?" biema asked as she lifted her chin. Notifying the Paris position. He wanted to pry Lei at his sister.

"The one who was talking to Paris ...." Sandra's eyes narrowed trying to observe a man in front of Paris. Since the man was turning his back on them, Sandra could not recognize him right away. "Who is it?"

"Paris says he's his upperclassman at High School." Biema gave a little keyword help to her sister.

"really?" Sandra looked again. "Huh? That's Lei's sister," Sandra exclaimed in surprise. "Yes ..he is our upperclassman. He is also ..." Sandra stopped her mouth to speak. Unknowingly it made the look of his face startled and his eyeballs widened. Slowly he glanced towards Biema next to him. She hoped that her brother would not see her shock. Apparently Biema noticed that facial expression.

"He what? Just go ahead" Biema said flatly. Right now he feels Sandra is going to say something important.

"Emmm .. a-pa yes. Suddenly I forgot," Sandra said grimacingly. Biema looked at her sister straight.

"Try to remember again. You seem to remember something."

"T-no. I don't know. I don't remember" Sandra's raving in panic.

"really?" tanya Biema intimidates. "If it's important and I miss it, it looks like Paris will be angry."

"Of course not. Precisely if you knew who he was, Paris would ... " Yyetoo!! Sandra shouted in her heart. "No. N-not that." His brother managed to lead him to open a secret.

"I know there's something important to do with Paris and the man." Biema can conclude. Sandra was thinking about what would happen next. "So you chose to keep your mouth shut, San? You'd rather hide that than tell your sister this?"

"It's not so, brother. Brother shouldn't ask me. If this is how I'm going to go wrong. If you can't take me on Paris and Biema's business. This is not fun. Especially for something like this." Sandra started to complain. He is in an uncomfortable position. If you tell me, Paris will be doomed. If he doesn't tell, his brother will get hurt.

"He's Paris' lover? The ex?" guess Biema can't be separated from looking at the girl.

"I don't want to answer. Ask Paris yourself."

"means yes. The boy's status is one of them." Biema. Sandra sighed while keeping her mouth shut. "It's possible that if he was her lover, the boy wouldn't have accepted it if I had always approached Paris. But the boy was quiet when I was with Paris. Meaning most likely, he's an ex."

"The most beautiful ex who remains in the heart," added Fikar unconsciously. He who had just appeared, issued a horrendous statement. Sandra nudged Fikar's arm while glaring at the scuffles. This guy poured kerosene over the fire. Adding to the mood.

Fikar glanced at Biema. After being made aware of Sandra, her sentence was so shaky. Fikar. He has ignited Biema's anger.

This man heard, but did not speak. Long before Fikar said that, Biema had already ignited a fire. He's being jealous. Moreover, this was many times he had seen Paris with Lei. The girl looked happier than he was.