
"I'll be late today, reset my schedule and find me a new secretary" Reza said, then hung up. Reza opened the usual glass cabinet to put the clock and tie.
"It doesn't look like it's going to be easy to see him." Reza took a rough breath and wrapped a tie around the ape in his shirt while looking at the large mirror that reflected his perfect body.
Reza came out of the dressing room and walked to his wife's table. Yes, after the incident yesterday when Reza took his wife's crown, Reza immediately had Jasmine move into his room and move all of Jasmine's clothes and equipment. Reza took a comb and tidied up her messy-looking hair. The movement of his hands took the masculine perfume and sprayed it onto his perfect body. Staring at her sharp image in the mirror, her right hand formed a gun and shot it away.
"Bang!" reza closed his eyes.
"Aura my good looks!" exclaimed Reza looked back at her reflection from the glass. Feeling quite level to her over-dosing narcissist, Reza took a lip moisturizer and applied it to her lips. Jasmine who felt Reza for too long immediately called her husband, but the scenery was quite strange to see. Reza applied a lip moisturizer that was like a woman's lipstick on her lips.
"Geez, does my narcissistic husband want a fashion show to get dressed up?" jasmine asked walked over towards Reza with her hands crossed in front of her chest.
"It's a lip moisturizer, you know not my lips dry often?"
"No." said Jasmine indifferently and threw away her face.
"God my bar-bar wife."
"What do you mean bar-bar?!" exciting Jasmine.
"Do I need to show your scratch marks on my back?" tanya Reza made Jasmine's face instantly blush, because the girl remembered her clawing hobby and stuck her nails on Reza's back when they had intercourse.
"Do you want to wear it?" ask Reza.
"For what? I've been wearing lipstick."
"Your lips look dry." said Reza then kissed Jasmine's lips, just a regular kiss, nothing more.
"Reza! Come on breakfast, you're too late to go to the office." Jasmine placed the lip moisturizer Reza had on her hand onto her dresser, and pulled Reza along with her.
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"Reza do you know David?" jasmine asked as the two of them were heading towards the airport.
"Yes, he was an orphanage boy who found one of the nannies there first. I don't know if I didn't know for sure either, long before I came to Indonesia for the first time. If according to the words of the nanny there, about when David was three years old he was found. When I met David five years ago, I felt a little familiar with the boy" Reza said, trying to bring his past back.
"You're right, I don't know why when I met David I felt like there was a Jery in David."
"Jery?" inner Reza.
The two of them have now reached the airport. Jasmine quickly walked towards the runway of the plane, but when she felt that something was missing Jasmine immediately turned around. The woman looked at Reza who was walking leisurely and saw her indifferently, without saying much Jasmine caught up with her husband.
"I'm sorry, I forgot." Jasmine quickly kissed Reza's lips when she saw the people there were busy doing their respective activities.
"So that's a good boy, I went to make money and prove to your old man that I could be like you too. Reduce your string." Jasmine said before going to the special room of prospective passengers. Reza was only speechless at the passing of his wife, appearing to be a faint smile as Jasmine turned her head towards him. After Jasmine was nowhere to be seen from her sight, Reza stepped out of the airport towards her office.
While in his apartment, a woman standing in a white robe saw the contents of Reza's apartment with a glance in her eyes. The woman smiled then stepped following Ayana walking into Lunna's room.
"Now I have a bigger chance, baby." Inner woman with her sly smile.
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"Boss, here's your schedule today. And for your new secretary, I'll open that job today." Silang.
"Lusa, and it looks like tomorrow there will be a monthly meeting." Reza just silently heard Gilang's words while throwing the tablet on his desk carelessly.
"Sorry sir, if I can tell if Jasmine you fired? Or is he resigning?" ask Gilang carefully.
"You used to say you knew Jasmine, so you must have known she was the son of a successful businessman in Germany."
"meaning?" tanya Gilang still did not understand what her superior was talking about.
"He resigned to lead his father's company, is it less clear?!" snapping Reza suddenly in a very high voice made Gilang surprised instead of playing with the tone of his superior voice.
"Sorry boss, I'm sorry." Gilang directly out of the room Reza was quickly scared at snapped back and finally fired.
"PMS is a lot of people." Muttered Gilang and then returned to work on his duties.
Jasmine was now sitting inside a plane that was flying high above thousands of feet from the height of the calm choppy ocean below. His mind drifted away thinking about the fate of his marriage to his own narcissistic cousin, nor did he know how long they had to part because the two companies were large corporations that required close supervision from the leader.
"Hi miss? Why were you daydreaming?" asked a man sitting next to her who had been staring at Jasmine. Jasmine turned to her side.
"No." Jasmine replied briefly then stared at the plane window again.
"Well, let's just say you're introverted and unfriendly." The man acted as if he did not care about Jasmine anymore, yet his eyes still often stole a glance towards Jasmine.
"What do you really want?!" jasmine snapped but in a low tone did not want to disturb the others.
"I want to know your name, can we get acquainted?" ask the man. The man next to Jasmine dared to say that because he saw that there was not a single ring around the ring finger of the woman next to him.
"You don't need to know who I am." Jasmine said that without looking at the face of the person who had just been blabbering.
"Then introduce, I'm Hardan" said the man extending his hand, as Jasmine did not reply to him Hardhan retracted his hand.
"I don't care."
"Alright, Miss, you're so mean."
"Jasmine." Jasmine."
"Beautiful name, just like the man." Hardan grabbed Jasmine's hand forcefully and then shook it very tightly. Jasmine who disliked being touched by anyone instantly pulled back her hand.
"I'm Hardhan Williams, the only son of the Williams family of Warner Bros company owners."
"Sorry I never heard."
"I know my company is just a small company that's not even in the top 100 big companies in Germany. But not so many times, your words made me feel like I had a dagger on my chest." Hardhan said with a little dramatization. Hardhan's remark reminded Jasmine of Reza's nature which always dramatized her circumstances if they were just the two of them, given that Jasmine smiled faintly and that smile was caught by Hardan's bead eyes.
"Sounds like you're fascinated by me?" hardhan said, drawing his face closer to Jasmine's face, the girl immediately widened her eyes when she felt Hardhan's warm breath hit her face. Because he was still shocked, Jasmine had not realized what condition she was in now. Slowly Hardan wanted to land her lips on Jasmine's ranum lips, Jasmine who regained her consciousness immediately remembered her husband who was currently in Indonesia. As powerful as Jasmine's energy banging her head against Hardhan's head made the two of them grimace together.
"Basic jerk!" furious Jasmine.
To be continued.