LINE TWO FIGHTERS
Mas Satri's Smile.
Mas Satria smiled as I finished tidying up her collar as well as her similar tie.
"why mas?"
"uhmmmh....
nothing, just remember me to mama. used to be like this. bring it up and tell this and tell it.
Sometimes it's upset and sometimes it's laughter, but most of it's bad."
"sorry, if Sarah is chatty, it's a habit.
Family conditions at home make Sarah mandatory acne."
Suddenly, Satria hugged me tightly, and was very warm, for some reason this hand was so wild that it held its anu mas Satria.
"patience dong."
Said Mas Satria then let go of his embrace, and I could only surrender and kissed Satria's lips.
"ready ready? yuk leaves for the office."
Said Satria and took My hand, and we stepped out of the room and arrived in the living room.
Mr. Imran, Mpok Surti and mbak Tika smiled at us who joined hands.
"gitu dong new daughter father, must be friendly with husband.
Do not see for yourself, your father and mother are always friendly even though they are old.
Please imitate yes, the quarrels and household problems are the flowers of life.
But keep making out even if the storm hits."
hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha
Laughter filled this room.
"you go to the office?"
"hhhhh.....
mr. Imran is very confident we want to take him to the office!"
"sorry son Satria, I've been your wife's assistant, so you'll always go wherever your wife goes."
We laughed again, because of the words of Mr. Imran who responded to the words of Satria.
The atmosphere was happy and we finally left for the office driven by Mr. Imran.
Our car is parked specifically, right in front of the office, where there are two slots.
"sir Imran, this is a slot for parking my mother, why park here?"
"nak Satria forgot yes, or deliberately forgotten.kan non Sarah has occupied the room mbak Lila.
how the hell?"
Mas Satria looks upset, but not responded by Mr. Imran.
Mr. Imran then got out of the car, then opened the car door for me.
Then Imran followed us from behind, when Satria looked back and Imran pretended to be ignorant.
"why do you follow us?"
"set up non Sarah's assistant."
Mas Satria was silent about the words of Mr. Imran, and continued to follow us.
"son Sarah...
Fortunately you have come."
"hee......
why hold my daughter's hand, not her muhrim tau ....."
Mr. Imran immediately brushed off the hand of Deva's brother who suddenly held My hand, seen mas Satria raised his two thumbs to Mr. Imran.
"hhhhh......
this old man is so excited, we kind of know....."
"some kind of Hong Kong, look at your two eggs hanging, you can hold the hand of another woman as much as you can, as long as not my daughter's hand."
"hhhhh......"
Sis Deva who may look very upset about his behavior Mr Imran.
"what the hell....
early in the morning it was noisy, come in. a lot of work is waiting for us inside."
"let alone this female chili mill."
Deva said to Nia, the head of marketing of Insani products, and Deva did so gracefully, as if she was flicking her magical hair with her pliable right hand.
"main stay, I'm Sarah's husband."
"don't rent it, go it alone.don't be spoiled."
Deva said to Satria, who followed us with his face.
Then we took a special elevator office executive, brother Deva pressed the number eight button and also the number nine.
Deva's brother rambled and Satria was seen mocking him.
The elevator stopped and Nia pulled my hand out of the elevator.
"why follow us, your room is on the ninth floor."
Say Deva to Mas Satria, then sign the elevator door closing button.
"this is old man again, why follow us?"
"boiled.....
pretend not to know, dah alja continue.look behind mulu deh, ntar it sore neck because look back."
The answer from Mr. Imran is no less nyinyir his to brother Deva.
Mbak Nia who laughed off hearing his speech and also a reply to the remark.
Arriving in this luxurious room, the room was inherited by Lila's late mother, and we sat on the sofa.
"sadam Sarah....
sarah's post yesterday, again makes the production team have to work hard and the product marketing team is overwhelmed with orders.
If this continues, we can get rich suddenly."
"yes right, the father's wife at home only sells Insani products only.
It even has a warehouse and four female employees and two men."
"continue why Mr Imran does not help his wife just sell Insani products?"
"can't do Deva, because it's the father's wife's business.
While my own father has become a personal assistant for Sarah."
"yes. yes....."
Said brother Deva who seemed to insinuate Mr. Imran.
"why can you sell human products sir? how about his job?"
"it was loh non, yesterday it was non Sarah gave the set of products Insani to your mother.
Then used it is a product, maybe because your mother's face is getting glowing. So many friends want the beauty pruduk.
According to your mother, it is a golden opportunity. Immediately contact mbak Nia, to give stock to us in a cicil way.
Already returned capital even a considerable profit.
Your sister followed along too, they finally joined. he said there is taq taq right into social media non Sarah.
Then make a video like Sarah did, it's plagiarism, isn't it non Sarah?"
"no, besides the bitch has permission with Sarah and also mbak Nia.
we've coordinated everything sir, so just calm down.
anyway all must be splashed sustenance and natural beauty of Insani products."
"sweet times it's Sarah's lips."
Hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha hahahaha
We laughed because of the rebuttal from Deva's sister, and we stopped laughing because three beautiful women came into this room with clothes and makeup supplies.
In accordance with the schedule, that it is time to shoot as a model of the product Insani.
"eh mbak-mbak....
Don't dress it too menor, because my model is already beautiful natural."
"ready for Deva."
Answer the three beautiful women and keep working.
"sister Deva.....
I think Sarah is also suitable as our fashion model.
Buy one get two, what if we use our clothing products.
if you can at once with the bag, and also its accessories."
Deva immediately glanced at one of the beautiful women, who gave advice.