Love You, Mr Shin!!
32. Meet Shin Adnan

Two women of different status were in front of the dresser. Both appear to be reflected off half of the body in a clear glass display. Yuaneta had been preparing to make up the smooth face of Dhiarra.

"Imagine, Ra... Do you want your face to look how..? Cute sweet... Mature teasing.. Excitingly.. Challenging.. Dingio... Mystical...Glassy.. Or do you just want to look sleepy..?!" Yuaneta asked exclaimed while holding back her laughter.

"The choice of horror and sadism is not there, Nett.. ?" Dhiarra also gave a smile.

"There are dooong, stay njiplak face of Shareefa Daanish when she was Dara in Dara House.. Beautiful too...., how about..?" Yuaneta began to lubricate Dhiarra's facial skin with a clear serum liquid.

"Huh.ha.ha.. We imagine, Nett. How tense would Shin be if my face was like Dara's.. Maybe it was hypertension, and the whole shirt would be thrown back to my face.", as she spoke, Dhiarra smiled considering Shin's face as tense and angry.

"Yeah.then he ran the ridge.Fear you raped.. H.he..ha..!" this time Yuaneta was really laughing.

"Heav...Nett, since when did Dara become a bedbug, Dara and Maya are good at chopping..," Dhiarra seemed tense suddenly.

Remember the horror film Rumah Dara that was watched with Adrian a year ago. Really tense and scary. A very psychopathic mother and son.

"Well, this time we make another version of Dara doong, let the aura of Dara on your face is not sadistic, but hot and maniss..!" jemari Yuaneta while continuing to move on Dhiarra's face.

"Nat..Nett ..Neeeett !! Seriussy yaa.. Don't then make my face look like Dara actually, ogah me..! Keep on don't menor..! Make it faint., tipiiiss., but kuaatt.!!" also afraid of Dhiarra if the karib painted his face so sadistic.

" Ha.ha.ha..., keder too right? Don't really want me?! Just monitor my magic results there !" Yuaneta pointed at the mirror with her index finger. Dhiarra grinned smiling, fixing his zinc sitting position so comfortable and sweet.

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An hour later...

"Nett, thank you, greetings to your husband upon awakening." Dhiarra's finger swooped at Yuaneta's cheek. Suddenly the karib quickly caught the fingers of Dhiarra with his hands.

"Don't forget! We bet that one day if you cintrong your uncle, the clothes you wear will be mine." Yuaneta's face was serious.

"I'll make you another one, Nett. We're twin..," Dhiarra smiled.

"No... You give me another shirt, even if I don't want to. Remember that, Raa...!" Yuaneta took off Dhiarra's fingers from her hand.

"Yes already. If so, this shirt you will never have. I am married to Adrian. Not a cintrong to Shin Adnan.. Adios..Assalamu'alaikum, Nett..!" Dhiarra walked quickly towards the large road at the end of the alley.

'Wa'alaikumussalam..!!" Yuaneta replied with a greeting and stayed on the spot. Staring at the carib while confidently glaring. Hoping that Dhiarra would have fared like him. Stupid with foreign men and away from the beloved land...

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Fashionable clothes that look beautiful wearing Dhiarra is really press body on the parts that deserve, but still appropriate and polite to see. In accordance with the makeup created by the carib on his face. Dhiarra impressed graceful, mature and classy. And of course beautiful unsettling, but far from cheap impression.

An elite restaurant in Tasik Utama, Melaka International Trade Centre (MITC) Ayer Kerohlah this time around. One of the city centers in Ayer Keroh is strategic and convenient.

The door of the Cibiuk MITC restaurant is almost within reach. Dhiarra slightly slowed down the path to regulate the breath as well as the stride. Throwing out all the weak auras still lingering in him. And walked back quietly through the entrance to the table that Shin Adnan had just rumored about.

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The extremely bright dazzling lady was sauntering gracefully towards their table calmly. Faiz and Shin choked in holding their breath as the beautiful woman that even Julie Estelle was bulldozed in, threw her warm beautiful smile.

Yes, they realized that the woman who was the object of view of the visitors at the elite restaurant was the girl they were waiting for..Lara Dharra..

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.. Good night, both of you...May I sit down..?" the soft voice was firm.

"Eh..Wa'alaikumussalam's.. Good night too, Dhiarra.. Please just sit down... Your chair is waiting..!" it was a friendly welcome from Faiz.

"Did I come slow..?" talk from Dhiarra. The girl had been sitting sweetly, right in front of Shin.

"No problem, Dhiarra.., for you have come very beautiful tonight..!" Faiz does not hesitate to fight. His eyes could not be separated from Dhiarra who was smiling.

"Thank you, bang Faiz..!" once again Dharra smiled.

Then a pair of star eyes looked at Shin in front of him. The owner of the machete eyebrows with eyes that were dimming it actually looked at him with horror. A nervous hesitation greeted Dhiarra for a moment..

"Where's your friend..? Did you trick me, Dhiarra..?" this was a question from Shin. Although smooth, but the sound is a maximum stereo.

"I don't want to deceive you, Mr. Shin," the bright face of Dhiarra became more and more beautiful. Looking at Shin without blinking and faintly smiling.

"Then..?" shin's stereo sound was more subtle.

"Can I have a drink for a minute?" the soft voice was very firm and polite. Besides Dhiarra being thirsty, this is part of acting.

"Drink..," it seemed like Shin was unable to speak at length.

"Thank you..," the beautifully smooth hand picked up the warm orange glass that Shin had ordered.

No matter where Dhiarra learned how to drink like that, her dense red lips looked seductive and sexy when stuck to a glass. Sucking and sipping glass contents in an adorable way.

Shin raised his machete eyebrows while inhaling and holding his breath. He looked away at Faiz. Malay men who are seen are equally restless. Comb the hair with your fingers and look at the master with a blank look.

For a moment the two men looked at each other with both of them raising their two black eyebrows, then both of them smiled. And simultaneously turned his head in the same direction as that crisp soft voice began to sound again.

"Mmmmmm....I want to have a serious conversation with both of you. Especially with you, Mr. Shin, as the owner of Shin's Garment where I work," Dhiarra looked at Shin and Faiz alternately.

"Speak..," Shin's answer was very short.

"Tonight I ventured to come alone to fulfill your invitation. For I will confess..," the sensual lips stopped moving for a moment. Looking closely at Shin Adnan. The two star eyes and the laser eyes were meeting with each other with strong eyes. Dhiarra disguised his wobbly eyes by continuing to speak.

"In fact, my boarding friends figure does not exist. And the designer of the six shirts you picked up was myself. I'm the designer, Mr. Shin..," was very relieved. Dhiarra felt self-defeating due to his confession process just now.

But....Dhiarra. The expression on Shin's face was ordinary. Not surprised, tensed, or angry. The eyes just looked at him. So did Faiz.., it only seemed dumbfounded to pay attention to Dhiarra. Both are very fast responses..