PLAYBOY CEO IN LOVE
CHAPTER 182

On the side of the road. Seen, a beautiful girl walked towards one of the satay carts at the other end. Still wearing his office clothes. The girl looked very excited, when she arrived in front of the satay cart that became her target.

“Pak, order one yes!” exclaim, Wulan, to the Mr. Seller satay.

“Pedes, Non?” ask the seller.

Look, Wulan, is thinking. Then, a moment later— “Pedes deh, Sir!”

The father nodded in understanding. And, now he also began to mix a portion of satay ordered.

Wulan, now appears to be sitting on a bench available there. His feet he spread, under the table in front of him.

“Hmm... finally able to relax too, after tired of working all day,” a smile looks painted on the corner of his lips.

“Pak! Order one yes, eat here!”

The voice of a man who was no stranger to him. Wulan, frowned her gaze. Then for a moment, she turned to the origin of the voice. However, it now turned out that the figure had been sitting right beside him.

“You!” visibly, the two eyebrows, Wulan, almost fused together. Staring unhappily, at the figure beside him.

“Hai...” the figure is seen waving his hand, with a sweet smile on his lips.

“Mr Bayu, what are you doing here?!” tanya, Wulan, with formal sentences.

Yes, that man is, Bayu. The asshole boss, who was completely displeased, Wulan. Putting on his innocent look, the man sat right next to him, Wulan, now.

“This, Non, please!”

Mr. satay seller, looks to have served a portion of his order satay.

“I, here too just like you. Order a serving of satay, and also eat it directly here.” Smile lines, Bayu, back sticking out.

“Ooo... so,” the head, Wulan, looks to nod slowly.

“It's done,” smile lines seen on her lips.

Wulan, now grabbing her bag. Rise up from his seat, and take the bag placed on the table.

“You, where are you going?” ask, Bayu.

“You go home,” both eyebrows look up.

“You, go home after my order comes, dare once yes.” sentence, Bayu, look pressing.

“I've spent mine. Your order business, did I ask for it?” ask Wulan. “After all, I never invited you to sit here either. So, it's up to me to go home anytime.” Wulan, put on a pretty annoying face. Make, Bayu, as if rose blood made it.

“Mr Bayu, please enjoy your meal. I, Wulan, leave first,” singed a mocking smile from the corner of his lips. Then, after paying satay that has been consumed. The girl walked, without

look back again.

Bayu frowned. Staring, Wulan, who left him. His heart feels so hot, will the attitude shown, Wulan. Bayu, clenched his hands, with all the annoyance that enveloped his heart.

In a narrow contract located not far from a university where he carried out his knowledge first. Look, figure, Wulan, just got out of the bathroom. Her hair, wet with a towel robe attached to her body. Wulan, walking into her room while sweeping her hair, used a small towel that was in her hand.

The little towel was now wrapped around his head. Covering her wet hair. Wulan, then remove the towel cloak attached to the body. Now, the girl was wearing her long-sleeved pajama set.

“Haaaaahh!”

Wulan, throw herself over where she's most comfortable. A mattress that is not too soft. Which, these few years have been his resting place, a backrest to unwind his fatigue. Wulan, lay down there.

Looked at, clockwise. The time is 21:55 p.m. It's late enough, and it's time to go to sleep. Because tomorrow there are still many agendas that will await him.

“Should have been, I've been sleeping since,” stares, Wulan, look upset. “This, all because si, Bayu, jerk. Because of him, today I come home tonight, and also just eat satay only on the road,” murmur, Wulan, with a look of annoyance.

Wulan, finally closed her eyes, resting to meet tomorrow.