
Turns out Viola threatened Bara. If Bara doesn't come to his apartment tonight, he's going to take a photo of the two on social media. To ruin his career in the business world.
Arrrgghhhh
"Basic shit. Dare he threaten me, let's see what I'm doing with this picture."
Bara does not want to follow the Viola game he does not want this problem getting runyam.
During the busy time Nayla greeted someone who smiled kindly to her.
"Hay.. mbak Nayla right, ohhh yes mbak introduce my name Viola.."
He stretched out his hand to get acquainted. "Nayla.." nayla welcomes Viola's hand.
Viola smiled with a smile. He's gonna take Nayla in a minute. He was trying to heat up the manation with a photo taken of him a few minutes ago.
Viola accidentally finds out Bara's girlfriend he starts to play that she's the woman Bara has been hiding her whereabouts.
"I'm sorry Nayla can't let me marry Bara. I'm pregnant again but Bara accidentally didn't publish me."
Nayla folded her forehead for a moment. He's been weird for a few days now that two women are trying to be the cause of his relationship.
Nayla tried to digest it word for word. This is not the first time he has known what is called the world of love.
"Do you know you're pregnant? Your son will have no father."
"Not yet know mbak. I'm afraid! But please leave Bara for us. At least for my son."
Viola pura soft but actually he wants to make Bara in hate the same his future wife who is currently again in provocation.
Nayla smiled meaningfully. He silently turned on the voice recorder on his phone to be sent to Bara. He actually wanted to get angry but he didn't want to be rash.
"Ohhhh, congratulations on your pregnancy. But your heart will be in the neighbor's gunjingin or expelled."
Viola who felt being toyed with was furious. "What does mbak mean. I came well the same way mbak. Appreciate my good intentions before you marry Bara."
From here Nayla assesses the interlocutor. She knew the woman in front of her was aggressive and manipulative so she was trying to play around in pregnancy.
"Sorry, I'm just expressing my opinion. You're angry anyway.. or it's congenital pregnant yes.!"
Nayla increasingly aggressively condescending subtly his interlocutor. This woman is also dangerous. Calm Nayla is not a woman who is immune to her patience but she is classified as a dangerous woman if she meets a matching opponent. Even today he wanted how strong the guts of the woman he was with were now.
Viola was getting more and more caught when she wasn't pregnant. She does not get pregnant deliberately lying hoping Nayla will leave Bara.
"Bak if you don't believe me for a while night comes to my apartment. Bara was there too. This is his apartment address."
Viola passed away and he would concoct something so that his plan would not fail again. He wants everyone to be under his control.
Nayla sent the record to Bara. He just wants to play with his will. It could be that in saying Nayla is a very dangerous woman she is able to see the weakness of her opponent.
Tonight Nayla left early and waited in the lobby. While keeping an eye on the circumstances surrounding the coincidence of his apartment on the 2nd floor.
Viola was busy pacing mandir. She was wearing transparent clothes that showed her curves, anyone if she took a sip of silva saw the scene tonight...
Tokk....
"Yes he's finally coming too.." Viola jump jubilation...
"Say...."
He's stuck at the door. Bara came with Nayla. He was really shocked, he did not expect if Nayla came at the hour now when he was told at 22:00 p.m. But it came even faster than the promised time. It's still 21:00.
"Side dong we're coming in..! Can you?"
Nayla said that she scattered Viola's daydreams that were staring at the door. Viola was only able to shift his body.
Nayla smiled lightly. It turned out that the woman in front of him was currently nothing more than a teaser.
"Aren't you telling me to come in at ten.?"
"Yes, but visiting at ten is impolite. You change clothes, my future husband is not tempted by your body." Nayla closes Bara's eyes with her hand.
"Like me dong. This is my home, if he's tempted it means responsibility."
"Hey.... would you like what responsibility dear...hmmmm? It's not that you keep inviting your clothes less polite, it's good that my future husband is not interested in the same cheap stuff into the game. On the road there are many..."
Viola did not accept being lowered but what a power he was wrong people invited Nayla to his place at this time. The woman who looked broken was a hungry lion.
Viola walked in wearing his clothes rather than being Nayla's monthly moon. "Just look you'll do something for both of you. You've been playing with me."his murmur but it was heard outside because he screamed as loud as possible.
"Basic crazy.. Come home baby we don't have time to pay him."
Bara greets Nayla's hand she doesn't like Nayla's idea of coming tonight, but to convince her to come that she didn't do anything with it.
They went home leaving Viola roaring in his room. Viola could not help his emotions finally destroying the items in his room.
"Where are they, not here why aren't they.?" Viola looked for the whereabouts of his two guests earlier. They came home when I locked the door...
Nayla did not want to dissolve with what had happened. He wants to focus on his efforts because it is more important than taking care of people who are clearly very detrimental to him. During the status of Widow Nayla has to kosongan heart that she felt all along.
"No man truly loves. Why should I be hurt." The gum before going to bed.
Nayla was trying to shift her current mind and wanted to forget about it by sleeping. He fell asleep almost dawn.
In the morning as usual two different humans home, will do the same activity. This time I was not excited. I don't know why his feelings said something was going to happen.
Nayla is stuck in traffic. Yes, if the morning begins to jammed and many will do their respective activities. Go to school, office, campus and more.
"Whose car is this. From earlier nguntilin mulu."nayla spoke for herself because the car behind her had just been tailing.
From the plate is another. Or just a prankster.