Hidden CEO
The identity of Yunan

Yep. Kendra woke up from her sleep, looked around and looked for the woman she had slept with. No no, the more appropriate meaning for the name of the woman is the woman who has raped her. In the end, he enjoyed it too. So even.

Kendra grabbed the towel on the back of the chair beside her, wrapped it around her waist and stood up. The man moved his feet towards the bathroom. Who knows if the woman he's looking for is there.

The tall and dashing man gasped in shock as his eyes caught an unusual sight.

“I mean he paid me for what I did last night?”

Kendra shook her head when she saw the one wad of money stamped there were ten million.

“Shhh!” Kendra pulled one corner of her lips up. I didn't know if he was paid. What should have happened was the opposite. “Truly strange woman,” says Kendra.

Kendra understood, if there is money it means Dilla has left this hotel room. Even Kendra did not find a single trace of the woman.

Wanting to ask further things to the hotel employee, the ringing of his cell phone was heard. Signs that someone is contacting him.

With only a towel covering the most important part of her body, Kendra stepped up to pick up her phone that was still in her pants pocket. The pants were lying near the sofa on the side of the room.

“Ya?” suhut Kendra after sliding the green button on her phone screen. “OK, let me go there again.”

After saying that, Kendra cut off their call. The man immediately went into the bathroom. Clean yourself from the sweat of his good work last night. Already felt a very extraordinary pleasure, he also got a lot of money and enough to spend two weeks. Kendra thought with a small laugh considering Dilla's behavior last night.

Not wanting to be swept away in those beautiful memories, Kendra immediately finished her ritual and called someone to deliver her clothes here.

In a room, there was a woman lying on the bed, she had just cleaned herself again and changed into a more relaxed outfit. Intentions want to go to campus, he must ponder when he realized the way the road looks very strange.

Luckily, one of the house assistants asked him about the way he walked. Is anyone sick or what. Awakening Dilla about last night's thing she went through.

“Lo not going to college? There is a new lecturer today,” asked someone from behind the phone. Calling Dilla this early, who else if not Amira.

Yep. They are students from Cempaka Putih University. They are one major and often leave together, if Amira has no singing schedule the night before.

“Biarin. Not really interested in me the same that recently,” reply Dilla who sounds lazy. Makes Amira who frowned wonder.

“Tumben?” ask Amira.

Usually, if there are new and young lecturers, more so their qualified faces, surely Dilla will not miss a bit and will enter the class on time without being reminded first.

“I finished that night. It hurts, anj*r!” dilla Ompat. “Badness it's Joana who makes says no pain at all.” Imbuhya again.

“Hah? Claim it? lakin what? Plant seedlings?” cecar Amira with a loud tone of voice. To the extent that Dilla heard another voice reprimanding Amira.

It seemed like the woman was in the classroom and the sound of her screams just now was very disturbing to the other friend.

“Just relax, don't bother so,” said Dilla.