
"All right! go there!" stick with a flat expression.
Amel clucked in annoyance, what a bitch his ice husband was, he thought. With a slow step the woman now left the dining table with a sense of regret.
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Amel has arrived in the living room. The woman saw a man who was bowing his head while confirming the shoelaces that had been released. The woman got closer and the figure of the man raised his head again
"Sir Dion ..." Amel was surprised to see a figure that was no longer foreign to him. Yes the man is the older brother of his best friend—Diana.
The sturdy and athletic man woke up from his seat when he saw Amel who was standing not far from him. Instantly a warm smile fell on Dion's thick lips and without warning the man immediately rushed into Amel's embrace which made the woman a little surprised.
The middleman in the other corner of the room a handsome man was looking at the scene at once his chest felt tight, his jaw hardened and the man's head was filled with emotion and do not forget with his hands clenched tightly the frown on his forehead indicating he did not like what he was seeing at this time. With wide strides the man began to approach Amel who was also Dion who was hugging. Errata! It was Dion who hugged Amel, because she did not return the embrace.
"Remove your hands from MY WIFE's body!" Said a man by emphasizing the word 'My wife'. Of course that man was Azka.
Dion finally let go of the embrace, but Azka was now looking at him with a gaze as if he was her enemy, at once the atmosphere in the room was a little gripping when no one wanted to start a conversation.
"Eumm ... Brother Dion please sit down again," said Amel. The woman did not know what to say anymore, she felt a very cold temperature right in the position where her husband was. According to Dion, the man returned to his warm smile. Amel asked Azka to sit down.
Amel began to call a waiter to prepare drinks and various other snacks.
"Bring mineral water!" Azka said coldly and with a flat face.
"Just bring some juice and a nice snack!" Amel's orders were very strict.
Here he is! Does he like that guy?! Inner Azka with a back hardened jaw.
"What did Brother Dion come here for?" Ask Amel. The man did not contact her first.
"I just want to see my Cameli, can't I?" Kelakar Dion's. Instantly the words again made Azka boil and left the room abruptly.
What happened to the iceberg? Inner Amel
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In the next minute, a middle-aged woman walked along with a tray containing three glasses of orange juice and a snack. The woman placed the snack very carefully before she walked out of the room.
"Diminum sis!" Said Amel, Dion also sip a glass of orange juice refreshing
"How are you?" Dion asked in between sipping his drink.
"Okay, ah sorry I didn't know that brother was in an accident" Amel replied. That woman is a little unwell.
"It's okay, Diana has explained everything to me." It turns out that Dion has found out about Amel who was held hostage by Lisa. The two of them ended up exchanging news and a hint of laughter was tucked in between the chatter of the two of them.
Meanwhile
With a sense of regret Azka now chooses to enter his room not a few furniture that was targeted by Azka to vent his emotions. With wide strides the man chose to lay his body on the bed. The man tried to calm himself.
Did Amel really like that guy?! Azka's inner self while gluing the two sharp eyeballs. The man now prefers to look at the ceiling of his room.
Suddenly the phone rang out loud. Of course the phone is Azka's phone. With his position still asleep on his back it is very difficult to reach his phone that is on the nightstand that requires him to get up.
"The woman kept whining so she could be let go and several times she tried to escape" explained a man from across the street.
"Never let go of that woman! Or I'll punish Rama!" His orders quickly turned off the call. He's still upset.
Azka again laid her body, the man slowly set his breath to dampen the emotions that had previously filled his head and slowly he fell asleep.
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The sun began to appear far from the place of the dispute. More and more away until the orange light illuminates the motherland. Orange spray is now penetrated through the blemishes of the windows in the luxury building. It was seen that a man was soundly asleep. Dimenit then the man blinked his eyeballs slowly, revealing a blanket previously attached to the burly body. Yes, that man is Azka. Azka did not bother about who gave her the blanket, but the man was sure Amel was the one who wrapped the stocky body with a blanket.
Azka started to spread her eyes. The man found no one, not even Amel.
Where's dia?
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