Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 40's. Ultimatums

"We're going home Timo..."

"Going home? Where are you going, sir?"

"To the house.we go straight to the airport now..."

"Ah?? We've just arrived, what about an appointment with a consultant for Non Dri's house..."

"Cancel."

Cut Sandro short.

"Good sir."

Sandro leaned his head while closing his eyes on the back seat. Sandro plans to build a house for Dria on the land next door that he bought and has not been used for anything because Dria refuses to use the land. A house that will become their second home later if....

"Prepare my trip to country J tomorrow..."

"Can't be tomorrow sir, a lot of things are about Persia..."

"Make Timo do it, I don't want to hear your excuses..."

"Well, good sir...."

Timothy immediately knew from the tone of his Master's voice that all he had to do now was to be quiet and obedient to do as he was told even if it was difficult. Travel to other countries in a short time makes Timo must utilize all these links of Mr. Muda to smooth all the affairs related to this sudden departure.

A decision made suddenly due to the need of the heart to calm down. Timo could only surmise that the cause was definitely Non Dria, because only that woman who can make this Young Master in a day can be so happy instantly and can also make turmoil come like a shocking flash flood that ravages the heart and soul.

"Ah... Timo, should we go back to see Dria, maybe she needs my presence, she's so sad..."

Suddenly the Young Master said that line just as the car they were riding approached the airport of this city. Doubt comes to him when he remembers Dria.

"As for Sir, if you want it that way, we go back there..."

Sandro was pensive, while the driver was running the car more slowly waiting for Young Master's decision. There are parts of the heart want to see Dria again but other parts of the heart feel pain and disappointment. At last...

"Just go home..."

A very low voice pitched the bitterness at what had happened. In just a few seconds the Young Master changed again, because love made one inconsistent.

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Being taken on the way home was seen once from the face and body gestures of the Young Master about anxiety and anxiety, as well as looking weak and lethargic, like having just experienced something bad. The situation is so different when leaving for the city of S in the morning.

The Young Master's Gawai rang to coincide with the Young Master coming out of the bathroom. Timo accidentally changed the ringtone for the call from Non Dria, the song "My Universe" from the beloved boyband Non Dria selected Timo, of course Young Master has been very memorized it's a call from whom.

Timo became convinced now that there was a problem between his Young Master and Non Dria because the call was not ignored by the Young Master, glancing at his goal was not, either, The Young Master just passed through it and walked out towards the balcony. Timo could not bear it because the call had not stopped, then Timo answered only...

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"Non Dria... What is it?"

It had been a long time since he had not answered the call if it was from Non Dria, Young Master no longer needed an intermediary, but now...

"Where's Sandro?"

"Sir is in the shower, Non..."

Timo lied and glanced at the Young Master who had suddenly entered again.

"It's been a while?"

"Yes Non.. in a moment, we're getting ready to go..."

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Phone disconnected. The Young Master snatched away his gawai with such sharp eyes and an angry face.

"Don't be sassy Timo, take care of what you need to take care of. Don't answer Dria's call on my phone, okay?"

Timo was stunned, shocked by the voice and attitude of the Young Master regarding Dria now. What feelings have you changed for Non Dria?

"I don't want to know Timo, tomorrow we have to go."

The sound of giving an ultimatum was heard making Timo immediately continue to take care of what was stopped for a moment because he answered the phone from Non Dria.

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Hola...

Sorry missed up yesterday. Until Monday I had to do some solid activities. Write this part on the sidelines of a book, paper, data input, print, etc.

Typonya please forgive, may the contents of this part please in the hearts of brothers all 🫣