President Cilok
100 Women who scold me

Also in Part 100. I want to say a lot of thanks to the loyal Brothers who have read (Presdir Cilok). Healthy, successful, and a lot of sustenance for those who have read it. And hopefully do not get tired of reading this work that is still ambiguous. But if you are bored, it is commonplace, this work is not perfect.

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“Sopan! Hhhh...” Damar raised his eyebrows, hearing Vega's spicy words. He smiled with a grin, “You know what a polite word really is, and what it means to be faithful!?” damar said coldly, returning Vega's sharp gaze, even sharper.

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Vega was silent.

Damar bent his back slightly, now he turned to look at Ratna who was looking down crying sounding heartbreaking. “To be faithful, means to give support to someone even though it is difficult, to hold a promise that has been made, never to disappoint someone in difficult circumstances though..” for a moment Damar paused his speech, he stood up straight again, he said, then pointed at Ratna with her index finger. “However, his love only looked at treasures, and dumped me like trash!”

Vega stood face to face with Damar, “But still, you have no right to treat my sister arbitrarily!”

Damar chuckled, “Hhh... arbitrarily how do you mean? Do I have to treat your sister like a queen, you mean, Miss Vega?” cecar Damar with restraining his anger.

This time Vega was silent.... Don't know what to answer Damar?

Ratna is back on her feet, “Enough Damar! Enough!”

“How does it feel to be poor Na? What person did you once consider a friend and you consider your love, care about your circumstances, Hahh?!” lick Damar, he still wanted to voice the result of his vexation all this time, which was buried in his heart. “No Ratna! No, friends are there when you are happy, while sincere people are there when you like and mourn!”

Ratna was speechless, rubbing her face violently, wiping away the trace of her tears, and her slimy clear nose. “Sorry I am Damar, I am a fool! You deserve to use me all you want. I am blind because of love and treasure.” he said, sobbing. For the umpteenth time Ratna approached Damar, “I'm so sorry, Damar! Please forgive me, I want to come back with you.”.

Damar walked away from Ratna, he again approached Wulan and wrapped his hands around her secretary's slender waist. “Sorry you didn't use Na! And right now, I've found a tough woman who is weighing me down! He is Nawang Wulan!” he said, then kissed Wulan's forehead in front of Ratna, and in front of everyone who was currently in the house that had become his home.

Wulan was surprised by what Damar was doing, to the point that he kept his mouth shut; woe wretched people are looking for opportunities in narrowness! Watch out, I'll be sleding!

Bokir scratched his slippery head, slippery empty plate; Angel-angel your speech wes angel--- (It is hard to tell you, it is difficult)'

The taste was stuck in his heart and mind, Ratna again dripped her elnya. His calf seemed powerless to support his body, he staggered and almost fell, but his brother swiftly supported his weak body, which seemed boneless.

Vega leads Ratna out of the house that is no longer her parents' house. Once again, he looked at Damar with a sharp look.

Damar just shrugged his shoulders indifferently...

“Then I also excuse Mr. Damar,”, said Mr. Johan.

Damar nodded, “Good, thank you Mr. Johan.”

Damar saw the departure of Mr. Johan and his assistant.

Wulan immediately distanced herself from Damar, she sighed harshly. Then stepped on the foot of Damar wrapped in black shoes.

“Aaa..” a surprised moan came out of Damar's lips, he looked at Wulan.

Likewise with Bokir, he was surprised by what Wulan did. “What are you doing? Wulan,”

Wulan was silent, he did not answer and walked with steps to get out of the house that had just been bought by his boss. However, his hand had already been struck by Damar's hand.

“Where are you going?” damar asked, puzzled at Wulan's attitude which suddenly changed direction.

Wulan threw out Damar's hand, sat down with the man who had already shattered his mood, his eyes started to heat up, repeatedly Wulan sighed and exhaled violently, “Can you invite me here just to heat up your ex? Or am I just being used as your impingement? As low as I am for you, to make me seem like an easy woman on equipment by you?”

After saying his uneg-unegnya, Wulan prefers to leave Damar.

“Wulan! you misunderstood!” damar shouted to see Wulan who walked with step steps, out of the house that a few minutes ago became his.

Wulan continued to walk out of the house, ignoring Damar's call.

Damar turned to look at Bokir, “I leave this house to Kang Bokir, just think of this house as a gift for the hard work of Kang Bokir who has helped me,”

Bokir blinked his eyes, looked at Damar, then received the key given by Damar, “I'm not wrong with Mar? Ta-but why don't you want to occupy this house, is it because you still have a taste in your ex?!”

Damar shook his head, rejecting the perception that Bokir said, “I am not a naive fool bin who still harbors a sense of a traitor, Kang Bokir. This is not the house I dreamed of. Besides, now I've found my scathing woman! I won't let go!” damar concluded, for him the past is a time full of experience and learning. “Sorry Kang, it looks like I have to go, Wulan has misunderstood me!”

Bokir mangosteen, then pat Damar's shoulders. “When love brings sincerity calls you, follow him. Despite the steep and winding road.”

Damar nodded steadily, “Thank you for the advice Kang.” He immediately ran towards the exit of the house.

Bokir shook his head, staring at Damar's departure. “Salahmu Mar, like it but do not directly reveal it!” he muttered to himself. “But also this is wrong Wulan.. although accidentally lied!” he murmured again, scratching his slippery head. He already knew that Wulan was still alone.

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In front of the towering gate, he was wailing in search of Wulan's whereabouts. Saw the motorist passing by, and just as he was circulating his gaze. Damar saw Wulan from a distance stopping a passing motorcycle taxi driver.

Damar immediately ran over to Wulan, he pulled Wulan's arm making her master flinch.

“Home!” exclaim Wulan.

Damar reached into his pants pocket, then gave the blue money to the ojeker, “This sir, my usual girlfriend if the snack like blurring!”

The motorcycle taxi driver also smiled widely, “Custom Mas! When I was young, I used to be too, because women are never wrong, even though they are actually wrong!”

“That's sir, it's a guy you want to understand sir!” he exclaimed Damar, still holding tightly to Wulan's arm so as not to run away again.

“Waduh, he even confided!” wulan grumbled, trying to let go of Damar's hand. However, the more he let go of Damar's hand, the tighter and harder it was like glue.

“Then thank you son, hope you guys are okay.” said Pak ojek. “So soon get married Nak, if you have already clicked!”

Damar nodded, “Iya Sir, amen. Immediately, if he wants tomorrow also I take it to penghulu.” Damar said.

Taxpayer nods, “Mantap!” then gas, leaving Damar and Wulan.

Damar looked back at Wulan, without saying anything.

“Down Damar! You hurt me!” whulan complained, feeling pain in the wrist that was held tightly by Damar's hand. Wulan bent her body slightly, then bit Damar's hand firmly.

Damar looked at Wulan with a knotty smile, “Sshhh Damar sighs withstanding the pain from the bite of Wulan in his hand, but he is still reluctant to release his hand grip on Wulan's arm.

Feeling no movement from Damar's hand, Wulan continued to punch in Damar's hand. Plaque... “Droom! Let go of me!” pulling his hand.

Wulan circulated her gaze, she realized that now that she and Damar were being watched by the road users, she again saw Damar who seemed not to respond to the intimidating gaze of the people towards her. “Our room is again noticed by many people! Let go of me, what do you really want?!”

Damar pulled something out of his pants pocket and immediately put a round thing like a bright white doughnut in the sweet fingers of Wulan's left hand.

Wulan fell silent, he was fixated on what Damar was doing. White ring set pretty in his left sweet fingers. He looked at Damar, who said nothing.

When Damar was about to voice his point, why did he give Wulan a ring.

Someone's cry made Damar and Wulan turn his gaze.

“Let go of her hands!”

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