Super Rich Bae's
The Part 32
Nanda stretched his arm muscles. It turns out that business travel does work outside the office with different backgrounds.
"Duh, tired of it."
The look in his eyes is sharp when focused, but Nanda is also very cute when yawning due to heavy drowsiness.
"Huamm...."
Growing up a man needs more comfort than to hang on with a forced heart.
"So inget someone," he murmured.
Once upon a time, there was someone who accompanied his life. Former lovers in the past while studying masters in Australia. The beautiful girl who chased him first. Funnier. Nanda used to be famous.
"Why are you chasing me?"
The lucky girl was named Alicia. In addition to beautiful, her nose is high and has dimples that become a dream of women. Her hair was long, plum red.
"Indeed like someone should wear a certain reason?" Alicia only laughed when she was caught.
"It must be clear the origin of his love" said Nanda.
"I don't know why either. But, when you see you walk, read a book and sit still all interesting. Am I a stalker?"
You are very clear.
"I'm sure many people like you too." Nanda was quite famous at the time because his face resembled the famous Korean actor, Park Seo Joon. "You look a lot like Park Seojun!"
Nuri and Chacha also often said the same thing. Not strange, just embarrassed if a girl as beautiful as he said it was outspoken.
"Oh, so you like it 'cause I look like him?" Nanda put on a stern expression. "Not sincere!"
From the first day of conversation, the days passed quickly. They decided to get in a relationship. Alicia is Nanda's second lover. Since graduating high school, Nanda has been busy thinking about her career. Life without love is not a problem. There is still family, their love is more solid.
"Why did you work in Korea when you were young?" Alicia curious.
"All because of Toto!" Nanda was furious to remember what his uncle had done. Left a lot of debt in his father's name. "He's running off to Europe, if I see you later I'll make a calculation."
Alicia hugged Nanda. "Alright, Honey. You're so good at fighting to help the family."
For the first time, someone else praised his struggle. "Thank you.. I must look embarrassing right now, right?"
Alicia pulled out her expensive handkerchief. He wiped away her lover's tears. "Sir.. puk...."
"I believe you are a good man who loves family very much."
"I love you too."
The memory of the beloved is always the most beautiful thing. Parting because death is so much better. There is nothing good about a farewell.
Nanda will improve on his own. After getting enough sleep, he began reviewing the reports. There is a disturbing thought, Jay's workplace is one of the most expensive hotels in Paris.
"It seems like more thoughts, why Nda?" Cyntia is also reviewing the report, but the focus is on handsome, dumb-ass men.
"This hotel where Jay works is very expensive overnight rates."
"You should also know, it's hard to get in there." Cyntia has only ever read anonymous posts on job forums.
Nanda also observes the appearance of her sister's lover. He must not be an ordinary person. Obviously, where there are ordinary people who wear expensive clothes, shoes and glasses.
"Do you want to know, Nda? Yesterday when your sister's boyfriend came. The price of her outfit is almost 4 billion rupiah." Cyntia also did not expect, but it was indeed a fact. She is also a fashion holic.
Nanda thought more and more, is Jay serious about Nuri? Just watch out until it hurts his sister or something like Raka happens again. He would advance as a sword to vent his anger. No older sister was okay when her younger sister cried because of a man.
Those who are pretty cool, finally opened Jay's instagram. Not many posts. There is only the initial "N" in the bio, and even more surprising. Jay is heavily marked by world famous fashion houses. The expensive watch brand from Paris also marked.
"Cilaaa, this is mah the real sultan fix!"
Conditional.
Nuri and Jay arrived on time. The event was relaxing, not many guests came. It is very different from the condition of Nuri when in Indonesia.
"Jay!" Chef Eric and Paul walked over.
Nuri checked the phone. Chacha didn't come because of sleepiness. But, why did Raka and Candra actually come?
"Hey, what are you doing?" Nuri pinched Candra's hand.
Raka was stunned to see how beautiful Nuri was while wearing make up. So pretty. "Lady?"
"The Parisian condo feels different." Candra begins to enjoy the event, though initially sleepy.
"Ri, lo dandan huh? It's a beautiful oath!" Raka was unable to cover up her happy expression. It was beautiful to see it up close.
Jay was chatting with Chef Eric, Paul and other store employees. Nuri decides to sit down to join Raka and Candra.
"Not really understand my French, but the point is they are not gibbah."
Raka glanced at Jay. They are indeed rivals, but Raka slightly acknowledges Jay's style. Classy and have high *fashion* tastes.
"Ri, sorry I wanted to ask, uh please ask. Where do you buy your clothes at the online shop? There is a free promo, right?"
Nuri and Candra looked at each other. Amazed by the innovative question of a Raka January.
"Wow! Do you still want a free promo? You think the copy's in here, bro?" Candra laughed lightly. Raka is a crazy person who is shopping online.
"Obviously, online shop he's the same as us other commoners." Nuri looked down, it was true that Jay's class would not buy cheap goods. Unlike her and millions of other Indonesians. "We love free promo and discounted prices."
"Where do you want to wear our rich clothes, which are cheap? Haha." Raka could not imagine if Jay wore a muraj outfit for fifty thousand or 3 dollars more.
After waiting a long time. Nuri can meet Susan and Andre. A present for Susan Jay sent two days ago.
"Thank you, the gift is cool.''
"Thank you for coming too."
Nuri is very lucky. Like he got the jackpot, but he even got a Jay Jang Clarkson.
When they stand in different places even in the same event. There was a strange feeling that Nuri was beginning to feel. Distances.
"*Salute, Jay*!"
"*Bonjour*."
From just a few meters away, Nuri had begun to feel how charismatic a Jay Jang Clarkson was. "It's impossible to be rich, but what's really charismatic?"
"Hey," Jay suddenly comes and wakes Nuri's daydream.
"You were drinking*wine*?"
"No. I didn't bring a driver, so just drink strawberry juice in the corner." Jay pointed towards the banquet table. Her behavior is so cute. Not like a 28 year old man.
There's a trail of strawberry juice near Jay's lips. The color is as red as the lips. Nuri removes traces of juice with a feeding tissue. "We are rich little children."
Raka looked at it from a close distance. Jealousy is a bitch. But, there was a woman with a sharp gaze who was also looking towards Jay.
"He wasn't the former Jay back then, was he? How does the perem pas geliatnya look?"
"Different, former Jay kan who looks like blekping personnel. Ni girl who natep face beautiful but her gaze is serem!" Candra felt something similar. Raka is sensitive to things outside of normal.
"*Do you know? He is happier. Jay with his new girlfriend*."
"*Who are you*?"
*Connected*...