The Desire of the Cold Militant
Cold men who don't like to be set up

Azlan then reopened his eyeballs, the man looked back at Nadine for some time.

The fingers slowly fix the beautiful hair slowly.

"You've grown up so well"

Whisper Azlan again then slowly the man kissed the girl gently on the forehead.

Amidst her gentle kiss, suddenly someone burst into her room without knocking on the door first.

"Sister.me..."

A young girl of Nadine's age suddenly entered her room followed by another girl, the girl in front of which was the youngest Del Piero, Najwa the younger sister of Azlan.

Seeing her sister release her kiss from a girl's forehead, the girl immediately frowned while the girl behind her sister was widened her eyeballs.

Azlan did not display his expression at all.

Instead of being surprised or embarrassed by the incident, the man was seen standing from his position, staring at his sister and the girl behind his sister.

"Didn't our family have a tradition of knocking on doors before entering someone else's room or house?"

Azlan asked while putting both of his hands into his pants pocket.

Imagine which girl or girl would not be crazy about the cold and flat style of the man.

Even the girl behind Najwa had been looking for a way to melt the man's heart for too long.

A glimmer of jealousy and a hint of flames of anger seemed to be blazing behind his eyeballs.

Azlan knew this was the first day the girl arrived in Indonesia.

If not for the reason of wanting to chase after her, then what else?!.

He really hates the criteria of cheap girls who pursue men to be willing to lose veins of shame and self-esteem.

"I'm sorry brother, I didn't mean not to knock first"

Najwa spoke ill.

He knew his older brother didn't like the kind of people who disappeared from ethics and manners.

Because of the girl behind him, he became a little khilaf.

Actually he was reluctant to accompany the girl to come to the company and meet her brother, but the girl always had a trick so that her will could be followed.

Especially if you don't use the girl's Daddy's power to talk to their Uncle Low and connect with their Daddy.

The girl was a true type of sycophant, no wonder her Azlan sister was so dislike of the girl.

Adult age but thinking is still too childish.

Ask Azlan later.

The girl called Rima began to try to walk closer to Azlan, who was below in her right hand, which Azlan knew the girl was carrying a cream-colored paper bag.

"I brought gifts for you"

The girl spoke while trying to develop her smile, giving the paper bag in her hand as her eyeballs glanced towards the sofa chair.

Najwa also glanced at the sofa chair, quite curious who fell asleep there.

Azlan knew Najwa was staring confusedly at him, everyone was so understanding of Azlan's character.

Not a single girl could ever melt Azlan's heart even though their Mommy had already arranged a date for her son a thousand times.

Azlan could see the expression of Najwa, his sister as if he knew who the girl who was sleeping was.

"Back home, I still have a lot of work to do"

Azlan said later.

Hearing Azlan's words that sounded like an expelling tone, made Rima immediately bend her face.

"Is she your boyfriend, I don't think you ever decided to date anyone?"

Rima asked with a tone that sounded not so good, the girl was seen staring resentfully at the sofa chair on her right side.

"Since when should I decide to date with the permission of someone else?"

And just imagine how the answer Azlan was currently giving?!.

The man does not like to give a chance, applies well to girls or women who do not make him interested.

Strangely the colder Azlan was to the girl in front of him, the more vigorous the girl tried to chase after him.

"It's not like that, isn't it really weird that someone who isn't a partner looks to be in a closed room together? it will give rise to other perceptions of others"

The girl spoke again while trying to hold back her feelings.

Instead of answering Azlan walking closer to Rima, he stared intently at the girl's eyeball and said.

"Are you my mother? how long have you known me? since when can someone manage my life?"

Hearing the man's words before her immediately made Rima swallow her saliva, the girl immediately retreated her steps while her right hand clenched perfectly.

Oh god's.

Najwa is seen trying to hold her breath, she thinks Rima really wants to find death.