
Arriving at the R-build group logo building, Mike and Luna get off the luxury Limousine.
The two stepped together to climb the surface of the red carpet that was held along the road.
Arriving inside, a middle-aged man named Bastian welcomes Mike and Luna.
It was there that Mike introduced his new wife to his Casanova uncle. So far Luna still enjoys the party and the introduction.
Not long after that, the ring embedding event was held. Elite people including Mike and Luna crowded to witness the reunification in the meantime.
Rayden Mas Rafael the name of the owner of this magnificent building, the man of Javanese Italian blood led his son to pin a ring on the sweet fingers of a girl.
The girl had a long white dress with her shoulders open. Sweet, pretty, innocent, Valerie is 20 years old, literary student.
At his side, the 21-year-old was named Kaesang Narendra Wardhana. For some reason, Luna was interested in looking at the man's face.
Mike's approaching. "The name of that handsome young man was Kaesang. He's the president of the R-build group who is now, you know, he's even 21 years old, hasn't even passed S1 already sitting in the chair of the president director, Kaesang is amazing right?"
"Kaesang?" Luna was no stranger to that name, but it was probably just a coincidence.
The event went smoothly enough until the ring was completed. Guests turn to the middle of the ballroom to start dancing with each partner.
"Dear, ..." Mike smiled looking at his new wife's pretty face.
"Hmm?"
"You wanna dance with me?" Barat Mike, a helping hand was welcomed by the woman.
"Can."
They walked to the other dance couple. Mike called a bodyguard to guard Laluna's clutch bag.
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Unlike the person who had just exchanged engagement rings, Kaesang stood up straight without the slightest expression of happiness.
As a young man with dementia and dead sense of taste, Valerie the fiancee will accept it as it is.
Instead of being happy, Kaesang actually experienced anxiety for some reason.
"Get me a drink." Kaesang massaged his head, he had even forgotten what the conditions Valerie had said a while ago.
"It's the Boss." A man named Derry thrust a glass of water at him.
Derry Kaesang's first assistant who was in charge of recording all his activities so that later Kaesang could remember what his activities were.
In between a mouthful of gulps, Kaesang's green bead was fixed on someone's clutch bag.
The little black bag he saw behind the back of a bodyguard.
Kaesang carefully observed the sweet hanger embedded in the end of the zipper of the tiny bag.
"My pocket watch."
"What's up, sir?" Derry asked curiously. This was another expression Kaesang once held before him.
"Do you know who those people are?" Kaesang pointed towards the man he meant.
Derry followed the young master's gaze. "As far as I know, they're Mike's young master's men."
"Mike who?"
"Mike one of the conglomerates in the country, he's a nephew of Mr. Bastian, a personal assistant to the great Lord." Derry had a lot to explain so Kaesang could remember.
"Then do you think the owner of the bag was ready? Her sister? Or his son?" Kaesang made sure again, in this country there are rarely young conglomerates.
Derry shaking. "I still don't know, Mike has a child or not, but as far as I know Mike's secret wife is named Lira, that's what I heard because Mike happened to introduce him to Mr. Bas, right on the Twentyth birthday of the young master." His word.
"Oh." Kaesang. "Well, maybe the owner of the bag was Mike's sister."
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"I'll never give up making you fall in love with me Luna." Mike's lips smiled as he said that.
"What if it turns out I can't repay your love?"
"Maybe I'm forced to use my power and authority. Because to let you go, that's impossible."
Mike and Laluna opened their eyes. Both were looking at me at close range. The gusts of breath that collided they felt.
Just as Mike's lips eroded the distance, the girl chose to hug her husband while whispering something. "I'm going to Mike's toilet."
Mike chuckles. "I'm taking you?"
"No need," Luna shook her head. "I can be alone, take it easy, I can't run away from a husband as handsome as you."
"Alright, be careful," Luna nodded as she let go of her grasp, she stepped towards a bodyguard carrying her clutch bag. "My bag."
"Please Mistress." Luna grabbed it and took it somewhere.
The steps are beautiful, the pace is orderly, the black scarf still covers his smooth shoulders, along with the swing of his legs, the hemisphere is often exposed sexy.
Brakkk... Byur...
Luna rounded her eyes gasping, she scanned her entire body, and well the red drinking water stained her dress.
The seven-year-old girl was shocked. "Sorry Miss, the Moon was not on purpose."
"That's okay," Luna rushed to grab a tissue from the buffet table and swept it over her dress.
"The moon is not intentional." Luna smiled looking at the beautiful girl. "I know, darling."
"The moon!" The young man of the girl's age suddenly came asking.
Luna observed, if they looked very similar, maybe both twins were a pair, Luna smiled slightly staring at the two.
"Why is this the moon? Papi same Mammi already nyariin you tuh."
The moon turned to Luna. "Beautiful girl, this is ice cream for you" she said.
Luna shook her head. "No, I don't eat ice, ..."
"Papi said, when wronging the Moon should apologize seriously, this ice cream means a lot to the Moon, now it's for you Miss."
The moon forced Luna to accept the ice cream before she ran away with her twin sister.
"Hey..." Luna grunts. "Oh my God, where should I throw it away? Those kids are really, "he said.
For a moment Luna turned to her right and left looking for something to throw away her monastic ice cream.
Not knowing where to throw, Luna took the ice cream to the place she wanted to go.
Aren't there going to be a lot of trash cans in the toilet there?
His pace continued until a servant-clothed woman deliberately blocked his path.
"Miss."
Luna paused, for a moment she stared at the woman's clothes, neat without any gaps. "Well, what's up?"
What's with tonight? Why does the trip to the toilet alone have to be a lot of transverse aral?
"You are waiting for our young master, come with me, the young master is waiting in his room" said the servant.
"Young master?" Who else is the young master in question? Luna really did not understand.
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