Love Choices Mas Duda
Character Introduction

Afrinda Sinatrani's.

Hayes! I am Afrinda Sinatrani, but I have a sweet smile and tenderness of heart. Why that? Just ask my students, they say it. I was one of the teachers at TK Bina Insani, in school I used to be called 'Miss Frind' but if everyday I was called "Frinda or Afrinda'.

"Afrinda, what time is it! Get ready quickly, ojol you're already ahead of it!"

"Yes, Strid. It's over!" I said from inside the room. That's my housemate, Astrid Banyu Wulandari.

Look again, everything is ready! Step forward with a happy first day of work after the semester break. Ah yeah. Almost forgot the principal's message last night, today there is a new student, my smile is growing and I have imagined what my children will be like in class.

"Afrieni!!"

Astrid's voice was waiting for me in the front, a call I thought was special from my friend on this one.

I miss my kids!

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Gharda Niell Alfonso's.

Many people say

I'm handsome handsome

The body contains

With a sexy look

Making women crazy!!

Knocking the door to stop Gharda's activities, the mature widower was arranging his work files to be brought to an important meeting this morning. "Lake in!" his cold voice made the man who had just opened the door a little disinclined.

"Lord Gharda, do you have no intention of taking Miss Jelita to her school?" Choki Rivzal Dean Son, call him Rivzal, Gharda's personal assistant.

Exhaling his rough breathing, Gharda thought for a moment. In the end, he prefers his meeting to his only daughter.

"Bi Emma drove Jelita. I had an important meeting this morning" Gharda said firmly.

Yep. This is what this small family experienced, a father who lacked affection for his daughter.

Buk up!

One little panda dummy landed on his shoulder, turned to stare intently at the little girl who was pecking at the puppet thrower on the stairs.

"Jelita," said Gharda, holding back her emotions. Can't yell at his daughter, don't.

He picked up the doll and gave it to Emma's aunt.

"Sorry sir, Miss doesn't like the doll. It was a gift from Miss Tiffany last night, and I'm sorry Miss Jelita has been so disrespectful to you." Aunt Emma said scared.

Gharda did not say, she just stared at the poor doll. Again and again Jelita fights him if it's about her lover, Tiffany.

A misunderstanding that is not strong basically, have to keep the dislike in his own child. He was Gharda, the father who doubted about his own son.

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Jelita Niellxie Alfonso's.

"Oma Aunty, I don't want to go to school" he whined at the nanny who was very close to him.

The more persuaded the faster the crying, being carried forced to ride a car still continues to rise in the lap of his caretaker. Time passed, almost the gate was closed because it was time.

Jelita was still in Aunt Emma's arms and her appearance was a mess, not having time to tidy up again because it was too late.

As small as Jelita could still only sigh at her disappointment, her blank stare stalked her classroom.

Aunt Emma wiped her tears feeling sad, she knew very well the story of Jelita's birth. Jelita's biological mother is dead because of the accident that killed her and who she said was her affair, leaving a million hatred and resentment in the heart of Mr. Gharda, even Jelita was affected. Though Jelita was still one year at that time, but the suspicion is not the blood of his flesh and the revenge of the betrayal of Jelita's birth mother made Mr. Gharda's heart freeze.

Jelita doesn't know what's causing dad not to love her, she's just a victim of the adult's misunderstanding. As much as possible he still wished for his father to come carry him and take him to school like any other child.

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Jessica Tiffany Areva's.

Tiffany is full of obsession and ambition!

"Well! It's still early morning for emotion!" irritated to throw a cell phone on his bed, Gharda was busy and refused to ask for lunch together.

Though he had deliberately emptied his schedule two hours later, but Gharda was busy.

This is the journey of their relationship that has no development, willing to break up but this is an asset. Gharda was very wealthy and easily kept her fame in the entertainment world, where perhaps she decided on Gharda. But Gharda is a man not his typen, unromantic and very rigid. Royal is royal, but he needs everything from Gharda.

When Gharda is not busy, he is very busy. Asking Gharda to stop by with him for the shoot, he was seduced no matter how many times the man would not. He came to Gharda's office, but he felt very proud.

Marriage, that's not thought of. Moreover, there is Jelita who still does not like her, that damn child! Honestly, he really hated Jelita, if he could marry Gharda but not Jelita, his stepson. He just needs Gharda and his treasure, because for him Jelita is his competitor.

But even now he still pretends to be good to the boy, what else after he heard the reproach from Gharda not to give anything first. The doll he bought last night was thrown at his father.

"Tiffany, see this guy's picture?"

Tiffany received a helping hand from her manager Shandi, smiling at a glance.

"Who is he?"

"Fotographer who will work with us tomorrow, his age is still below yours. His achievements in the field of photographers are stunning, and he's handsome' right?"

"Well, I'm the model this time. Just cancel the model you ordered, and I'll schedule a film of the film I'm going to star in."

"Why is that? You could lose, they could find another actress to replace you?"

"No problem, there are still many other jobs waiting for me. And I can't wait to work with that guy. Juardan Pratama Ikshandar!" he said with a strange look at the photo he was still holding.

Tiffany is able to do anything to achieve her wish, masking her true identity in order to ensnare a man who can maintain her popularity.

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The Juardan Pratama Ikshandar.

To relieve the boredom in the plane, he stared and gently rubbed the light blue handkerchief in his hand. "May the Lord bless my steps to find you, my hand-swept girl," he murmured expectantly.

Ardan accidentally accepts a flight assignment to this city while simultaneously looking for a handkerchief girl, because he met in this city and captivated the girl's sweet smile.

After two years of meeting, he had a chance to return to the city. Of course he still remembers the girl's face, her voice, her smile, her scent, only her name is forgotten to remember. May they be found.

If you are looking for true love, you should be as smart as possible to defend hers.

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