Insaf Casanova
CI 02-Hate Models Because of the Past

At exactly 08:00, Adit and Doto were already in JD Advertising's office. Where the company is a company under the auspices of JD Group. Rama Hadyan Joyodiningrat is the CEO. Adit was Rama's maternal cousin. Adit's father, Aji Bratasena, is the younger brother of Ayu Bratasena.

But not because he is the son of Aji and cousin of Rama continue to make him president just like that. Adit himself is a smart child, he graduated from the University of Nusantara with a Cumlaude degree and has a GPA of 3.95 almost perfect.

The business ability he has is also not arbitrary. Before becoming president, he became the father's assistant. For a year, yes only a year Adit can make a breakthrough new breakthrough for JD Advertising. thus making him appointed as president at the age of just 23 years because the health of the father began to decline.

" Boss, today there's a meeting with the new contract models. This model model will be a model in some ads that we will make for our client clients later."

" What time is the Dot meeting."

" About 10 boss."

" Hokee.... Now let's eat first. There's still an hour for a relaxing breakfast."

" Want delivery or are we going out or the cafeteria?"

" Kanten wae lah Dot, cedak (deket)."

"Asiaaaap boss..."

Adit and Doto walk to the cafeteria some employees who see Adit still fascinated by the good looks of their president.

But if you think who is not fascinated, Adit with a height of 185 cm looks so perfect. The legs run like a catwalk model. Even Adit is no less charming with a male model who works under his company. White skin, sharp eyes and thick black hair seem to add to the charisma of the president.

Even so in the company Adit is famous as the president of a cold and stingy smile even impressed flat. But that became his attraction.

" Well... What's up for breakfast this time?"

" Anu mas Doto live soto chicken."

" There's still a pitcher and no quail eggs?"

" It's still a mas..."

" okay... That's wae yeah. Sttt not long boss laper. Make 2 yes. Same hot tea."

Doto returned to the seat next to Adit. About eating Adit is not choosy, so it's up to Doto to order what.

Trings....

A message went into Adit's phone and he opened it.

"Hey... I'm Cellica. Keep this my number."

Adit just read it. Iq immediately put his phone back in his suit pocket.

" Seeing the boss?"

" Males. The girl who is semalem."

" Oh...."

Doto just ber oh ria. Soon his order arrived. They eat voraciously because they have not had breakfast after arriving from the official trip.

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In his room Adit was busy checking some files about the data of several models that will work with his company. The data is a CV complete with close up photos of the models.

" Is there anything that interests you boss."

"Twg... Dot... You know myself I'm the most anti and allergic model. I think they're all sick."

" Heleh... Beautiful what. The free part is also beautiful if the tip ends... Ah... Never mind... Don't talk about that."

Doto was silent, if Adit was in such a mood he was really not willing to discuss anymore about the models.

Adit clenched his hands tightly and clenched his teeth. He muttered softly, "Fuck... God fucking. Modelo jal*ng!!!

Her memory returned when she was 16 years old. At that time he was still sitting in High School, precisely in 1st grade. Adit teenagers who at that time had no school lessons because they had finished the semester exam immediately returned home by riding an online ojek.

Arriving at the gate of the house he saw a car parked in front of his house. He thought his father had come home from the office but when he saw it again turned out that the car did not belong to the father.

Suddenly Adit's heart was racing there was a strange feeling in his chest. He walked slowly into the house. He saw no one there. Mbok, the art does not exist either.

Adit tried indifferently he walked towards his room on the second floor. I don't know why he felt he had to walk so slowly.

Tak..dak...

Adit climbed the stairs directly two steps once stepped. When he arrived at the door of his parents' room he heard a strange sound there. It was like the voices of two men and women.

" That's mom's voice but who's the same? Keep doing what they're doing in the morning room like this." Adit muttered softly. He also dared to stick his ear to the door.

" Akhs.... Dear. Even though you have a child you are still amazing. This fate feels cramped."

" Are you satisfied with honey."

" Of course.. Argh.... You are amazing. "

" You too."

Adit gaped at the conversation of two people in the room. Adit took the initiative to peek out of the keyhole. His breath clashed, his heart skipped a beat and his chest felt extremely claustrophobic. How surprised Adit was when he saw his mother was on the body of a man. They are the same as long*ng. And Adit could see clearly that the man was not his father.

Adit fell, his legs felt so limp. Without feeling her tears. He retreated from there and ran down the stairs. He ran as fast as he could out of the house.

Adit stopped, he screamed loudly, and cried.

"Aghhhh......!!!!! Hu hu hu. Why do you have to be with dad.. Why!!! Argh!!!"

Adit fell on the ground. He really did not think his mother could do the despicable thing at home, even in his father's private room.

Adit knew her mother was a professional model. But no one knows that Adit is his son. Revina Angel at the age of 36 years he is still selling as a model either catwalk model or product model. Revina even entered the ranks of high-end models. It was for this reason that he did not want to reveal his personal life.

Adit was furious, he was so angry. All this time his father always let his mother to a career but it seems his mother was never satisfied. Since then Adit has hated all female models who he thinks are the same behavior as his mother. Since then, Adit has made women his toys.

" Boss.... Boss...."

" Uh... What's.. Sorry." which."

Adit woke up from his daydream. Unknowingly her tears had already seeped into her cheeks. He also quickly removed it.

" It's time for the boss meeting."

" Oh ... Ok... Let's work!!"

TB

Hay Readers's... See you again with the IAS author. This time Othor made a story about our tamfan babang that is Adit's gap. Here it will be explained the story of Adit CASANOVA. It can be calculated later how many women Adit hehehe.

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