Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
One More Time

Antonio patted Jeffry on the back for the umpteenth time. This time it was a little hard.

Anxious?

Well, it's so cute that Jeffry's face, especially after knowing Mahendra's son. The level of his faith increased 100 percent in the eyes of Antonio.

"Hendra was half-dead your nyari, you and your mother. Fortunately, he was still given a chance to make amends. I'm happy for her." Antonio showed his pure face.

Jeffry was silent, the story about him and his mother is so legendary in the memories of Mahendra's friends. Then everyone knows who Isabella is in Mahendra's heart.

So far what Jeffry has arrested, no one has branded his mother a actor. Instead, all seemed to be relieved at last he and his mother were found.

Or is it just Jeffry being too naive? I don't know, he hasn't learned to face the praise or insults of the rich.

"God, how can you be so similar to Mahendra? Haha..."

Say similar but fitting early meet almost in gebukin. Jeffry grinned, many times he glanced at Sofia who was engrossed in giggling with her mother.

Halleoo...

This was not a mellow story of the meeting between Cinderella and her parents.

Sofia is forgiven without drama, her mother is obviously happy. Father especially. After almost a year her daughter lost her way, the princess finally knew her way back home.

"Truly Mahendra can combo package. Haha... How could I not see you at Hendra's wedding yesterday?" Antonio is still nerocos.

"I see how, Om is cool to eat durian cendol dawet right?"

Antonio stuck his index finger in front of his lips while glancing at his wife.

"Ssttt..."

But late.

"Why eat durian? Dawet cendol? Then use coconut milk also dong? Papa how the hell? His neck pain did not heal. Cholesterol does not go down, ngeyel anyway. That's why it's pain." Mama is upset. Her thin and tiny lips twitched comically.

"Papa don't use coconut milk, Ma..." Antonio defended himself.

"Durian is not good either."

"It's just a little, it's not hard. Tau tuh, the Hendra pesen catering where the durian ngasihnya very little. No Ma, I swear."

"Tau ah, the Papa is hard to say. Sickness asks for mercy. Your father's Fia bla bla blaa..."

Antonio melengos's. Started with his son. A year crying for Sofia, already back now she is the one being questioned.

"Boy..." Antonio patted Jeffry's shoulder. "Trust me, it's that kind of woman who really loves you with her heart."

Jeffry grimacing.

"I've got one that models so, Om."

Antonio glared in shock, "Is Sofia like that the same as you?"

So, how did you become Sofia?

***

"I knew you'd come." Dion's smile spread wide to see Violin open her door. He welcomed the arrival of the violin with happiness.

Vio walked gracefully up to Dion's desk and placed the bag on the table.

"Sorry bothers you, just wants to return your stuff. Looks like the jewelry guy sent me wrong." Vio said calmly. He came to the sofa and sat folding his legs softly without being invited.

That afternoon in Juno's office, he was angry when he returned to his room.

Sinless hampers sent by Dion already hanging sweet on the table.

"Nadiaaa.. urucine this doooong! My eyes hurt look at this!" Omelette Juno. It's not really an eye pain, rather a heartache. He also wants to give hampers mevvah this way to bini. Unfortunately, red diamonds and emeralds are too WOW for Juno pouches.

While patient first, there is a red rose in the florist. That's why Merry is so excited.

"Please dong sir, I don't know where to keep anymore." Nadia's face has maximum begging mode.

"Ck, it's hard." Juno grumbled as he grabbed the expensive item and thrust directly into Vio's face.

"Nih, scram or I share really." Juno threatened.

Violin only glanced for a moment, then got busy again with her keyboard.

"Whatever." Said indifferently.

Now Juno is speechless.

"Vi, this is really expensive. Do you know Lo? Many girls faint when given this. If you don't like it or not, yes balikin dong. Don't bother us."

Behind Juno, Nadia mangosteen justifies Juno's speech.

Violin's uncomfortable, "Ck, put it there, anyway. Really ribet. Nad, find me a bag, let me throw it overboard."

This is where Vio is now, 'throwing' stuff that makes it to the whole office. Except for Malik whose innate want to snack on one petal only.

Dion unbuttoned his suit and sat down. He looked at Violin in silence.

"I know you can buy it, even more expensive ones. But Vi...didn't you see sincerity in it?"

Silent.

Violin returned Dion's gaze. His eyes were expressing disappointment.

"I think you know who I am best..." The sound of violin hoarse. "It hurts me, Dion."

"You know I had to divorce you back then, right?"

"Then now? You easily ask me to come back?" Vio's chest is sick.

"Please, Vi. Just once, please give me that chance."

"Marriage is not a game, which you can easily connect and just decide. I still love you, but..."

"We can start over. Make me worthy of you again. I'll prove it." Dion knelt in front of Violin, grabbed the hand of her lady and held it tightly.

Violin did not dodge, she returned Dion's gaze.

"Please Vi's... One more time." Please Dion raau.

***