Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy
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"Eehh gilaaaa.. I creeped sumpaaahh!" Pam came out from behind Vio's nyamperin door.

"Gue said what? Damar is dangerous!" Sahut Sofia's. He looked at Violin concerned.

Pam and Sofia were struggling from the beginning to the end of Vio and Damar's conversation.

"Well what can I do? He's the one who came here." Violin was sitting limp in her chair.

"Model guy is so, hot isn't in bed?"

"Pam, your brain wasn't bathed just now?" Sofia sewot's. This friend really cannot be far from se la kangan.

"It's doang kaliii, uh but sexy loh Vi. How to see you tuh greg howaa gituuu..."

"YESY!!!" Jerit Sofia and Vio together while glaring fiercely.

Pam covered both her ears with her fingers.

"Why do I think that Damar actually has a six sense?" Violin Murmuring.

Pam flicked her finger, "Well, that's what's in my brain, too. He is mysterious and full of challenges. I like!"

Sofia glanced at Pam, "all the models are so lo demenin." Cibir Sofia's.

"But, like me."

"You think you're really fine."

Suddenly all was silent to hear the words of witchcraft coming out of Sofia's mouth and compactly looked at Violin.

"Danger is not really you nolak Damar earlier?" Ask Pam seriously.

"Ngg Viooo, mending lo story deh to bokap lo. Let your security be tightened." Advice Sofia. It means the safeguarding of mystical things as well.

Violin flicked her hand. "Ck, don't think about it."

"It can't be Vi!" Sofia ngintilin violin go inside. "This is a serious problem. What if in a week Damar actually comes to your room officially?"

"No way."

"Well, what if? Keep refusing, keep Damar ashamed. It's finally really fixed..." Sofia cupped her own head. He could not imagine it happening.

Violin was stunned, for a lifetime she had never come into contact with such a mystical thing. But this Dutch Noni even makes Vio keder too.

He reached into his cell phone pocketed, then immediately contacted Atmanegara.

***

Morning at the Marina Group building parking lot.

As usual, Violin stepped casually against her small bag.

His agenda today is not too crowded, after eleven o'clock he plans directly to the Atmanegara office.

From last night his father was very difficult to contact. Vio sent a short message to Rion, he said he was busy.

Vio asks what Papa is in the office? Rion says he's out in the office tomorrow morning.

Hmm, please ask for that one father's shampoo. Demen came not invited, not delivered home. Duh, maap ye Pak, not jelangkung kok, swearr...

Some of the servants who happened to be papasan, greeted Violin kindly. Vio replied to just that.

Cellphone's ringing.

Damar...

Violin's steps stopped instantly. The radar was alert.

He hesitated whether to be lifted or not. He chose to keep quiet, while continuing to walk slowly. His gaze swept around, afraid that suddenly Damar was in front of him.

And it's true...

The man stood leaning against one of the pillars with the phone stuck to his left ear. Looking straight at Violin.

For a moment Vio froze, but he realized. Damar must be faced. The more avoided, this man was getting crazier. She is not a cowardly woman either. With great confidence, Violin approached the man.

"Hi Mar, early in the morning already here? Your office is far away." Sapa Violin cheerful. It was as if nothing happened between them last night. Vio hope last night Damar again prank doang.

Damar put his phone back in his pocket.

"I have to leave in a minute, I hope you think about my proposal last night. Vio, take care of yourself." Damar touched Violin's arm at a glance.

Damar was about to turn around when Vio held back his steps.

"Wait... Mar, can we just be friends?" Violin Fresh. He did not want to give false hope to Damar.

"Overnight we've been friends as you wish, today we're dating. Wait a week to get married."

Violin was almost frustrated, "This is no joke, Damaar!" The screech.

"I'm serious Vio. You need proof, especially?"

"No need! There go!" Hardik Vio while scowling. His face was bent ten times.

Damar smiled, "Good girl..." Praise Damar while shuffling Vio's head and then go straight away again somewhere. Vio please go to hell.

I swear to God, there is no bargaining at all.

Vio's only path must be to meet Atmanegara, as soon as possible. He cannot be called.

***

Atmanegara just bearded to hear the ravings of his son who was too late to stir. Vio's entire emotions spilled out in front of his father.

Atmanegara listened to Vio's curses, but was also busy looking at computers. He was quite multitalent facing this kind of thing. Rani used to like that too. But if Rani immediately sulks, turn off the computer at will and continue nagging again.

Well, just like that was his son.

Atmanegara stared back at Vio. His computer just shut down by force.

"What a fact dong Pa, I'm talking about this again." violin protested annoyed. The boy folded his hands in front of his chest.

Okay, Atmanegara relented. He typed something into his phone, sent it to Rion and focused on Vio.

"Okay, so what's your obstacle to accepting Damar?"

"Jeez, Paaa... Vio doesn't like Damar. We don't love each other."

"Love is accustomed to it. Just walk around first there's no harm."

"Wrongly, because Damar asked her to marry him."

"Gee, nice! This is what Papa's waiting for."

Violin glared ferociously.

"Well, did you forget he was gay?" hiss Vio tried to rob his father.

Atmanegara smiled knot. "If he's interested in you, then he's straight?"

"Why not afraid I'm just being made a shield for the cover-up of his disgrace?"

"Would it be you? If you want, the kid is more than capable of closing it himself."

Violin brought her face closer to her father's, her eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"What are you guys really planning? I smell a conspiracy here." inquired Vio lirih, he observed his father's facial tears.

Atmanegara chuckled, "Damar has asked you to Papa nicely. Listen, Vio, try to get to know Damar first. Besides Dion, Papa will be quiet if you're with Damar."

"Reason?" Violin thinned her lips.

"Pope doesn't want most reasons. So Papa once asked, do not refuse Damar if he approached. You should know and feel for yourself what the kid really is."

Tastes cake times told to feel, felt, tasted.

"Ck, just like Papa sold me to him."

"Hush, your mouth when you say."

"What is this?" Violin spread her arms, protesting.

"One day you'll thank Papa."

"Sad, pede..."

"Hehehe, oh yes, starting last night your safety guarantees Damar."

"Yeah!" Vio's strangling makes no sense.

"He himself asked. Yes Papa pardon, quite cost-effective anyway."

"See if Vio dies in Damar's hands, Papa will be satisfied for life."

"It's not that bad, baby. Haha..."

***