The Love Struggle of Young Miss

The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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Alvino and the others were having a meal together at one of the restaurants. Their faces look so sparkling, only Nadira who looks so lethargic and not excited.


"Nad, eat a lot. Don't make your body thinner." Febian puts rice on Nadira's plate.


"Not much, Bi." Nadira held off the hand of Febian who was about to get some more rice for him.


"Eat a lot, Miss." Jasmin opened his voice, Nadira only responded with a smile.


"Udah, don't be so awkward. You will become brothers-in-law" said Febian with a little ketus. Nadira did not reply, he just sighed at Febian's head in dismay.


Jasmin's tail glanced at the person sitting at the very end, covering his face with a menu book. Jasmin immediately stood up and bailed to the toilet. The look on his face was so calm, as Jasmin did not want to arouse suspicion.


As Jasmin walked to the toilet, the man got up and walked behind him. Jasmin stopped her steps in front of the toilet door, then turned around.


"Come, Brother!" call Jasmin. Nathan got out of his hiding place.


"You're a bitch, Jas." Nathan snorted in annoyance, then stood beside Jasmin.


"I thought Nathan would come here. You bucin!" ledek Jasmin's. He shook his head in disbelief at Nathan's purity.


"Don't protest too much, Jas. Quickly tell me where and what room is my wife staying in?" nathan asked without saying anything.


"Ngapain anyway, Brother. Hold it tight again. We're going back to Jakarta" Jasmin said so casually.


"Jas, I can't wait to see my wife" whined Nathan. Jasmin exhaled a rough breath.


"Patience, Brother!" Jasmin folded both hands on his chest.


"Come, Jas. Help me, I'll double your pay" Nathan pleaded.


"Sister, I'm not a matre girl!" timpal Jasmin's. Although his lips refused, Jasmin kept his phone out and immediately dialed the number of Febian, his lover.


"Hallo, Bi." Jasmin was silent for a moment. "May I ask Miss Nadira to take my bag to the toilet?"


"What's wrong, honey?" ask Febian wonder.


"I suddenly have a monthly guest and my sanitary pad is there" Jasmin said. Nathan smiled broadly.


"Don't! I'm in the ladies' room. Miss Nadira, not the others. I'm not good with their husbands." Jasmine's words sounded so convincing.


"All right, wait a minute." The call was interrupted, Jasmin clicked his tongue as he saw Nathan's smile growing more and more fully.


"You are the most reliable, Jas." Nathan patted Jasmin on the shoulder, feeling so proud of the girl.


"Remember! My salary has doubled" said Jasmin, showing a sign with both fingers.


"Have you said before, you open a matre chick?" nathan asked with a faint smile.


"I'm not a matre girl, but a deal is a deal. If Brother Nathan does not want to keep, I have to unload everything" threatened Jasmin. His lips smiled cunningly towards Nathan.


"All right," Nathan said.


Jasmin tells Nathan to go into the toilet, which happens to be no one there. Nathan initially refuses, but Jasmin forces him.


Finally, inevitably Nathan obeyed Jasmin's orders to enter one of the toilet rooms and wait anxiously.


Nadira walks to the toilet with Jasmin's bag, but she is unlikely to refuse Jasmin's request. He imagined that he was in Jasmin's position. He would be ashamed to ask for help from people he did not know well.


Nadira went into the toilet and observed the three toilet doors that were there. Only the door to the very end of the toilet was tightly shut and Nadira was convinced that Jasmin was there.


Nadira stepped to the end, then knocked on the door while calling Jasmin's name many times. Makes Nadira so upset because there is no truth. Nadira was about to walk away again because he was sure not Jasmin who was in the toilet.


Chequek!


The door opened making Nadira paused her steps. He saw that the door was only half open. Nadira immediately handed the bag over.


"This is your bag, Miss." Nadira jumped when suddenly his hand was pulled until he entered the toilet.


"What do you lak ...." Nadira fell silent as he looked at who was standing in front of him at the moment.


"Sister Nathan," call Nadira still can't believe.