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An arini!" Someone say hello.

"Yes, Om!"

"How many times have I said, don't call Om! I'm not married."

"Although not married, but you are Ilham's uncle, I should call Om."

"Now that is not the case, have you not divorced from Inspiration? Tonight he's not present, be prepared for the camera."

"But I came here, is it lacking to show you something is still okay?" The man in the limited edition shirt laughed.

"But, there is no way Inspiration does not come, every year Dad always distributes half of his wealth to all children and grandchildren. This birthday is awaited by the people. Are you waiting for this moment too, Arini."

"As far as you are, Mr. Rian. I'm not affected by everything you say." Arini was finally furious as well. Eliminate om calls.

He knows exactly who he is talking to. The youngest heir of the Penang family.

"Marry me, Ilham will faint" he said. Stretching her hands shamelessly almost grabbed Arini's waist.

Women with a style of dress fit the size of his body, made from real satin, long to the ankles, maroon, combined with a child's hair left and right.

The back is small bunned with elegant clasps.

Riveting appearance. Rian Prakarsa Penang, the karatan singles were tempted. Not only now, from a long time ago, Rian was in love with Arini. Since Ilham brought the girl into their family. Introducing Grandpa Jansen the name Arini. The beauty of the woman also makes Grandma Jei amazed, according to agreement if Ronal Ilham's father has a son who is an adult then the results of the company will be divided equally.

At first Rian deliberately told a good story about Arini to Jansen. Making the old man sympathetic to allow Ilham to take care of the company. But on Ronal, his own biological son, none other than the father of Ilham, Jansen was still silent.

He is still heartbroken at the marriage of Ronal and Meli. Meli the common. Jansen disagreed that his son would marry an ordinary woman.

Why did he agree with Ilham and Arini?

Because Arini is educated, a campus with Inspiration. It does not appear that he is the recipient of the scholarship.

Her beauty was exactly the King's daughter. For that Jansen accepted her as the daughter-in-law's granddaughter.

"Didn't Uncle see me coming with Ilham?" tanya Arini took a glass of water on a small tray that the waiter brought. Replace Om calls with Uncle anyway. Rian was completely unconscious. The woman in front of him was not okay. Rian thought Arini was still the girl he knew back then. Nasty, pretty, perfectionist. Synthetic body, make the eyes of any man smitten not careless.

Whoever the man will not be able to look at the polished look of Arini Ayunda.

Rian hated Ilham. Revenge was entrenched for his nephew.

"Oh yeah, where your love, isn't he having fun with Mira. My current secretary, I've already fired, and I'm throwing her out on the street. The sexiest and bohay, but unfortunately only garbage, deserves to be thrown for garbage as well" Rian told Arini.

The woman approached Rian. Right on his face, leaning his body. Now the distance is cut, just two inches. He intentionally seduced.

Rian perplexity. Something like that just happened this time. Arini is not a cheap woman, Rian is so hard to break through the sturdy wall that Arini built for a man named figure. He only has love for inspiration.

This time the way Arini behaved made a smile imprinted on Rian's lips.

Mira has succeeded. His heart laughed cheerfully.

"Uncle Rian, Om or .. hmm what should I call you? You need to remember, your words just proved very clearly, that you lost to Inspiration, Inspiration has got my body, also my virgin, what do you get yourself? got Mira's rotten body huh?" whispered Arini deliberately spoke with a seductive sigh.

Rian's ball is perfectly rounded. Didn't expect to get a scathing sentence from Arini.

"You show me you're better than Mira, let's dance with me!" Rian pulled Arini's waist forcefully.

"I don't dance with men who like the same sex, lest you be impotent so until this moment do not choose a woman for you to make a wife," whispered Arini released a rash of naughty hands Rian. Then laugh mockingly.

"Bad! You dare insult me, Arini!" Rian's face was red.

"I'm not mocking, let alone insulting, Uncle Rian. Mira the bohay time that you can not get, lost with an onion like Ilham. In fact, Ilham had been together in the Motel with the adjutant and the garbage whore. When you don't know!" Arini laughed again.

"Come! watch your mouth." Rian nodded furiously.

Clamps.

The lights of the entire room suddenly died. Before running out of light, Arini still had time to glance at the expensive clock that coiled in his hand. It's been over thirty minutes. Inspiration has not shown the nose.

"Arini dear, power outages are a gift" whispered a familiar beside Arini. Who else if not Rian. Murkanya. The power went out like a jackpot for him.

His hands began to explore. Pulling Arini's neck closer.

"You want the former body of Inspiration, Mr Rian? don't you find a virgin anymore?" Arini again insulted, even though his heart was kebat kebit raised Rian's hands that began to be rough. Rian dark eyes.

Bukhara ...

A fist floated suddenly.

"Who are you, Satan!"

Buck.

Once again the fist was lodged right on the opponent's lips.

*

"Want to dance with me? I want to see a beautiful woman dance." Burhan whispered in Arini's ear.

"May, who's afraid! I'm afraid you'll fall in love worse after we dance" Arini whispered to Burhan's ear.

He's Burhan? geeky guys can dance? arini's laughter in the heart.

"For the sake of Madam and my best wife, I will do it all" Burhan said.

"You look like a chameleon. Sometimes geeky, sometimes stud."

Burhan chuckled softly hearing the term Arini called it. Of course he has to follow Arini's behavior, like a chameleon.

They dance, accidentally forgetting Rian who is dying from Burhan's fist.

"You're great, you smell good too. I can't wait to feel the sensation of adventure with you," said Arini deliberately fishing Burhan.

"You my wife, will forever be my wife, forever will be the thrill of my adventure you feel, beautiful lady."

"really? If you refuse the request of Inspiration, do you dare? are you willing your mother has no money for treatment, are you willing for my sake, Menik is forever disabled. His feet need a lot of care. You think Ilham's health insurance could be the solution." Arini's little laugh came back mocking.

"Refusing the request of Inspiration is impossible.

"Why is it impossible. It means you're a liar, you're just making me your money field." Arini hits Burhan. The man swiftly pulled Arini's body attached to him.

The lights are off again.

"I have my own way of keeping your breath a little warm, I love it" Burhan teased.

"Why don't you have our breath,,?" ask Arini getting bolder.

"Mrs. You're too expensive to say that phrase. Don't tell the others. Enough for me..Do you like to dance with me, ma'am?"

"Prefer to have you lying in my bed" he said laughing again.

"I'm not going to divorce you. Whatever happens I won't divorce you, Arini Ayunda." Burhan smiling. Gently stroking the top of Arini's head.

"What did you say? that's the coolest language I've ever heard."