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A very familiar voice called Damar, from a distance of four meters, “Damar!”

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Damar and Wulan turned to the source of the voice. The views of both are immediately focused on beautiful women who look fashionable and elegant as well as the elite.

“Tuh, the hell resilient already come!” chirp Wulan, then move from his seat. Showing Angelina with chin.

“Where are you going?” Damar stood up, drawing the hand of Wulan, who was about to leave.

Wulan snapped her breath, saying in a cold tone, while pressing the call button. “Says he'll call Roni!”

Call is also connected.

“Yes, call here. Can be!” damar said, but presumably Wulan did not heed his warning. His wife, like the wind, just walked away from him three meters away.

Angelina walked up to Damar by swaying her hips wrapped in a tight dress maroon color, exactly like a sexy model.

“Hay.... Mas Damar,” greet Angelina friendly, standing beside Damar. A very charming smile with red lips bristled ba' ripe tomato fruit.

Damar shifted his attention, staring at his beautiful business partner blaring like a queen from Ethiopia, Damar smiled wryly.

“Hay too, Miss Angel,” greet Damar, flat. Then he looked back at Wulan who was talking on the phone.

Angelina Manyun saw Damar throw his gaze focused on watching the secretary who was talking on the phone, Angelina then took the initiative to put her arm on Damar's arm, making the owner jerked.

“You know Mas Damar. If I miss you so much, I've been waiting for a long time like this, you're always busy. Even now you are still accompanied by your secretary,” said Angelina made spoiled.

Damar tries to remove Angelina's hand from her arm.

“Yes so Miss, because I am indeed a very busy person,” Damar replied, while releasing Angelina's hand from her arm. However, this shaky woman makes it more sticky, not even reluctant to lean his head on Damar's shoulders.

“You still sound stiff, Mas Damar. But somehow I like,” seduce Angelina does not want to miss this opportunity, she has long wanted to meet with Damar, and this is her momentum, “Can I just be with you? I want to get to know you more Mas Damar, I can not deny the feeling of love and my longing.”

Damar.... ‘This woman is very ambitious!’

Damar looked at Angelina and then turned his attention to Wulan, he did it over and over, and realized that the wife had finished talking over the phone. “Please don't be like this, Miss,”

Angelina shakes her head on Damar's shoulders, “Truly I don't know, why I fell in love with you Mas Damar, just to you,”

Hearing Angelina's expression, Damar scrunched his forehead.

Wulan went back to Damar, squinting her eyes. As if to tell Damar, what the consequences would be if I woke up the sleeping tiger; for a moment, I would be silent! But if you mess around, I'll hang it on a chili tree!”

Getting a sharp look from his wife's bead eyes, Damar swallowed his saliva which seemed to block. ‘Ajirt... I better get hit! Rather than in such a cold face, horrified uyy!’

Wulan's antention turns to Angelina who is struggling spoiled in Damar's arm. Wanting to feel, he clawed, pinched, and pulled the rikma of the Director of insignificance, but again something made Wulan hold him, he realized that Angelina was a business partner of Damar. ‘Astaghfirullah, patience Wulan!’

“Emm. please Miss Angel, don't be like this,” Damar said, persuading Angelina as subtly as possible so as not to offend this business associate.

“Why? Are you ashamed of your secretary?” said Angelina, pointing at Wulan.

“Secretary Wulan, can you please leave us? Please!” persuade Angelina to seduce.

With a lazy look, Wulan stared at the pretentious look from Angelina's face. “Your age is the same as mine, but the way you are too childish, like still a Junior High Director Angelina.” replied Wulan with an emphasized voice, then switched to staring at Damar.

Damar sat with his wife, he was completely inexhaustible in the way of Wulan who seemed to have no expression of jealousy or anything that could be done a wife, when her husband approached other women. Quite the contrary, Wulan very casually responded to Angelina who was writhing spoiled on her shoulders.

Angelina was apparently provoked by Wulan's words that sounded like a warning. He then pulled away who was originally spoiled in Damar's arm, then turned to look at Damar, “Why with Wulan Mas Damar's secretary? He said a very offensive thing, does he never know what kasmaran is?!”

Wulan threw away her gaze, she felt amused herself seeing Angelina's attitude. Obviously he was very jealous, and was eager to swallow Angelina alive. However, he wanted in a more elegant way to reprimand the actor. But then Wulan thought, that Angelina did not know the current status of Damar.

Wulan held her hand in front of her chest.. He shook one leg.

Damar smiled faintly looking at Wulan's indifferent attitude, he then approached and wrapped his hands around Wulan's waist. “My wife Nawang Wulan is like this!”

“He was so cold, he didn't even know how to express feelings and jealousy. But she is my great woman, she who has restored my booster mood, when my days are dark, full of gloom.” Damar continued, blinking his eyes, looking at Wulan from the side.

Damar's confession makes Angelina limpung, at the same time confused. “What?! I-wife!” exclaimed Angelina stammered as she blinked her eyes, looked at Damar and turned to look at Wulan. Pointing Wulan with her index finger. “She's your wife? Since-when? To-please don't fool me!”

Wulan refused to budge, still holding her hand in front of her chest.

“Sorry Miss Angel, we did not spread the invitation, because we just carried out the marriage contract yesterday, after that we were planning to hold a wedding reception,” Damar said.

Angelina was glued to where she was standing, as if a nail had stuck her there. “Ta-but, earlier you guys look very indifferent.”

Wulan unfolded her hand in a relaxed tone, Wulan replied; “Yes that's what we are, we just want to work professionally, Director Angelina,”

Angelina is heartbroken, realizing her love is now clapping one hand. Angelina looked at Damar with a pushy look.

Damar let out a long sigh, “Sorry Miss Angel, I do like you..” Damar said, momentarily silent composing sentences as smooth as possible, so as not to hurt the feelings of his business partner. “....But as a friend, I didn't mean to lie to Miss Angel, but my feelings couldn't lie.”

Angelina shook her head, rejecting Damar's statement.

Wulan felt pity, seeing the look on Angelina's face that was clearly glum, the smile that had previously been broken now seemed dim. As a woman, Wulan shifted closer to Angelina; “Sometimes we love what we don't have completely, Director Angel.”

Angelina looked at Wulan, she clasped the hand of the woman who had become the wife of the man she loved; “Then what about my heart this Wulan secretary? Would you share my love?”

Wulan was surprised by Director Angelina's statement. He is not out of thought, sometimes love can anesthetize a smart brain.

Damar, too, was surprised by what Angelina said.

Wulan looked at her husband, she saw Damar want to say something. Hurry Wulan raised her hand, and put her palm on Damar's chest; let me just.”

Wulan shifted her attention, she sighed looking at Angelina. Wulan can see there is a collection of water points floating on the eyelids of women who put love to Damar, “Sorry Director Angel. No woman in any part of the world is willing to share love. If you become me, will you share love with me?”

Wulan's question seemed to be a loud slap for Angelina. He could not answer it, his tongue was my tongue. Angelina looked at Damar. “I've been very comfortable with Mas Damar, secretary of Wulan,”

“Nona Angel, Love is a name that contains only happiness. Love is not for misery, love is true. There are times of pleasure and sadness, the affection is on the soul who sincerely loves,” concluded Damar, hoping that Angelina can understand.

Suddenly the voice of a man broke out a speech that felt sad.

“Wulan!”

Damar, Wulan and Angelina also divert their attention. Staring at a man who walked closer to the three.

“Well, this could be Miss Angel's true love,” proposed Damar, looked at Roni and turned to look at Angelina. “This gallant man, named Roni, Miss Angel.”

Damar's statement instantly confused Roni. Dateng-dateng directly suguhi words of true love, rich is not epic. “What is this?” Roni shifted her gaze to look at one by one of the three people who were in front of her. “Wulan?”

“Ron...” has not fully Wulan mention Roni's name, Damar has already interrupted him.

“Brother Roni, meet this beautiful woman named Miss Angelina. I'm sure you guys are a great fit.” said Damar, introducing Angelina to Roni.

Roni and Angelina stared at each other, and looked back at Damar.

“I came here to meet Wulan, why did it become like this?” roni asked, still not fully aware of what Damar was saying.

Damar hugged Roni's shoulder, and whispered in the ear of the man who was exactly the same height. “She is a beautiful and sexy woman, so don't waste this rare opportunity. It is not good to expect my wife.”

Damar pulled himself back, standing straight.

Netra Roni perfectly rounded, staring at Wulan. “A-what's i-wife?!” shock stammered.

Wulan raised her eyebrows, “What?”

Damar smiled grinningly at how surprised Roni was to gape. Damar patted Roni's shoulder softly, “Ya, already bro. I'm going first. Good luck!” and looked at Angelina. “Nona Angel, try to open your heart to others. Roni is a good man, my wife knows him quite well.”

After saying that, Damar clasped Wulan's hand, then took her away from there. Leave Roni and Angelina who are still staring.

“How do you think of this?” ask Wulan.

“Means?” ask Damar while giving the helmet to Wulan.

“So Mak Comblang!” wulan said, receiving a helmet and wearing it.

“Ahahaha.. right let them quickly move on!” sahut Damar, put his foot in the motorcycle seat.

Suddenly a bottle floated from the street hitting Damar's head quite hard. Plugs.... “Aaaa...ssshh...” erang Damar, reflex holding and rubbing his head. Then spread his gaze staring at the streets along with Wulan looking for who the perpetrator who seemed to deliberately throw a full bottle of mineral into Damar's head.

Immediately Damar's jaw hardened, seeing who the person who had thrown the bottled mineral water to his head was. “Job! Opik!”

Wulan saw Opik sticking his head out of the open car glass while clenching his hands towards Damar.

“Busty!” berang Damar, about to approach Opik who stopped his car on the right shoulder of the road five meters from him standing.

Wulan immediately restrained Damar's arm, interspersed with a slow shake. “Do not serve crazy.”

Opik returned to his car.

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