
That is the reason, why every woman, longing for an established man, to be her life partner. In addition to providing a guarantee of life, which will certainly not be lacking, he will also get facilities, including being appreciated by everyone.
Apartments, furniture and businesses, now cars. A luxury car, which is always used by famous artists, and can only see people wearing it, now Alea has the car.
"You like it, don't you? Tomorrow, if I can't drive myself, I'll find a driver. You also don't need to take an online taxi anymore." Said Adila who was now focusing on her drive.
The streets were quite crowded, jammed everywhere. So that their trip is quite long, up to the apartment.
"Is this not excessive?" Ask Alea. To him, cars were a luxury item, which he would never be able to afford with his own money.
"Yes, no dear. The CEO's wife-to-be must be elegant. Can't be embarrassed."
"If you're ashamed, why did you choose me?"
"Start misunderstanding. Get started!!" Adila refocused on her steering wheel, and did not want to discuss the matter anymore. He did not want Alea to be angry at him, for misunderstanding.
"You said it yourself, don't be ashamed. Yeah, well, if you're embarrassed, don't be like me." Alea who still did not accept Adila's words again discussed it.
But this time, Adila chose to raise the volume of her radio, so that she would not hear anything Alea said.
Because the road is still jammed, Adila pulled her car right in front of the boutique. He went down first, and opened Alea's car door again. He was styled as if he was Alea's personal driver, who became a lover.
"Please princess." His body bent down, next to his hands behind, and the look in his eyes looked at Alea.
This time, Alea was reluctant to go down, as she was treated as such. He decided to close the car door again.
"Honey open!!" Adila's screams sounded faint. But his face looks very funny. He peeked at the windshield, with his hand knocking on the windshield.
The handsome face that used to look arrogant, could now be a funny figure, which made Alea's stomach hurt, due to the fasting laugh. Until finally he felt kasian, and opened the door of the car.
"Eat him, don't be rich." Alea then went down and clung to Adila's hand. He felt guilty for treating Adila like this.
"Jail ya." Anxious Adila pinched Alea's nose, and kissed the tip of her head. Both of them went to the boutique.
Very friendly boutique waiter, greeting the two. And apparently, Adila's a regular customer at the boutique.
"Good day, Mr. Adila. Can I help you?" Sapa a female servant while looking politely.
"Diana is?" Ask Adila while looking at the clothes that are there.
"There sir. Want me to call you?"
"Do it, I'll just go in the room." Adila then left, taking Alea to a room in the boutique.
A beautiful woman, with long hair, was sitting at her desk. His eyes stared intently at the computer screen he was facing.
"Mulu work!" Adila kicked off her desk and developed a smile on the woman named Diana.
Reflexes, the woman throws a bolpoint into Adila's face.
"Damn lo!!" Jerky Diana.
Adila just chuckled softly, then sat down on the sofa in the room.
"What's wrong? New again? Which one is this?" Diana asked who was still focusing on her computer screen.
"Don't make a slander. He's short on his wick." Adila then looked at Alea and kissed her cheek. She was not ashamed of Diana there.
"You're not dating here. I'm working again."
"Whoa, you make me lose!"
"Who said? I'm here to change the dress that was ordered yesterday." Adila clear.
Diana looked at Adila and Alea. He did not believe what Adila said. Maybe he thought, after his relationship with Alvi ran aground, Adila would not continue.
"Know, this is Alea. My real future wife." Adila looked at Alea who was beside her.
Nervous, and awkward, that was what Alea was feeling right now. He can't say anything. Because he was really embarrassed, and was confused by the conversation of these two people.
"Pretty." Diana said as she looked at Alea. Finally, he moved to sitting on a single sofa. He stared at Alea from top to bottom.
"Need to be on the permak again." Mumbled Diana.
"That's the purpose I came here for. Can you, right?" With a face of spirit Adila looked at Alea.
"Yes, come with me." Diana moved and walked out of the room.
"What the hell is this?" Whisper Alea with a confused face.
"So, by the way." Adila then pulled Alea's hand and took her out following Diana.
Both of them walked upstairs. There was a salon there. Diana was ready with scissors,
"Here sit. We make this little boy crazy." Diana patted the chair in front of her.
With a smile Adila pushed Alea's body, until she finally sat on the hot seat.
Permak has started. While waiting for his future wife in permak, Adila chose to wait in the lobby. He opened his phone, and was shocked to see the news on social media.
"What the fuck!" His murmured with an annoyed face.
His photo and Alvi are also plastered in all online news. What's worse, it says, if Alvi and Adila will still be married.
Without waiting for long, Adila immediately contacted her secretary. He told her to take down all the news.
"Sorry sir, I tried it before, but Alvi group has bribed everyone. So we can't do anything anymore." Answer the Seketaris from the end of the phone.
"I'm your salary, pay you dearly, handle this kind of business!" Jerky Adila. He moved from his seat, shaking his waist. Though just now he will start a new life without any interference Alvi.
"Good sir. I'm sorry. I'll take care of it as soon as possible." Answer the secretary.
"Good." Adila just ended the phone call.
Not long after, Diana turum was alone. He looked at the grim-faced Adila. As a friend, Diana knew what Adila was thinking.
"Ngapain is hard. Let the news spread. Which embarrassed him." Diana said, now sitting back.
"Where's alea?" Ask Adila while looking for the figure of the woman she loves.
"Still in the facials. Just wait. Udah, you mending open the Alvi's card on social media. Let people know who he really is." Answer Diana.
Adila was silent for a moment, then looked back at Diana.
"Revenge hurts more man."