Virgin Charm

Virgin Charm
Chaptre 48. Guests Not Invited


Aza store is not only for retail buyers only and one Week ago he has opened his shop to serve wholesale ones. So that every day more and more new buyers are coming to shop at the store.


Azalina also began hiring two people to help her manage her small business. The two of them are her former SD friends who happen to be their own who offer her help to be hired by Aza in her shop.


"Take care of everything before my mother and I carry out our plan to destroy your pride and effort, so that you are driven out of the village" she said with a sly smile that kept looking at Aza.


"Alhamdulillah today many buyers in our store sak," said Santi, who was hired by Aza at the store.


"Thankfully so many buyers, that my muscles began to tense up and seemed to need a massage" quipped Riswan who showed his muscular arms in front of Santi.


"Iihhhh what the hell!! What try my relationship with his sturdy arm like Ade Rai's only," refuted Santi with his face that blushed embarrassed until his face reddish.


Azalina who saw the interaction of the two spontaneously smiled and it was as if her tiredness and tiredness disappeared instantly evaporating into the air carried by the wind.


"After all, are you guys gonna joke around till midnight?" Ask questions that interfere with their activities both.


Azalina already knew that there was a sense of hidden love, but both of them were embarrassed to tell the truth and express their feelings to each other.


Azalina saw this from the look of Riswan's eyes and his gaze towards Santi who sometimes secretly stole the view and attention.


Azalina suddenly remembered her husband who had been gone for almost a month without news. The king simply transferred some money into Aza's account without any intention to contact Aza his wife.


Azalins too, he was so embarrassed that he was reluctant to send a chat first, a short message or even call the King's phone number.


"Abang Aza misses you so much" his great-granddaughter who was not aware of him dripped down her cheeks.


Santi and Riswan who saw that, immediately looked at each other. Aza was pensively pensive in her chair until she did not realize what the two of them were talking about who were already whispering to the neighbors.


"Pity well Brother, Azalina who every day sometimes pensive and daydreaming to think about her husband who has not come home too," said Santi who shrunk his voice.


"Yes, you also feel sorry to see Aza like that, if only Abang Raja came home first to see his wife even if only a blink of an eye, surely Aza would be very happy well," said Riswan.


The two of them were swept away in Aza's daydream, until the screams from Aza were able to break their daydreams.


"Whoi!! What are you guys doing? Why be silent and dumb-headed like that, if you just stand still when the door is closed!" Shouted Aza who laughed out loud seeing the reaction of the two of them.


"Yes, sorry, not intentionally," replied Santi with a misbehavior and immediately finished his remaining work that night.


"You guys are-anything, let's sort it out already 10 o'clock past this, are you not tired and do not want to sleep what?" He asked who stared at his two men who were like his brother.


A few minutes later, the two paid their respects to Azalina after the Shop door was shut well. Aza smiled and let go of them to go home.


"You guys are very good and I'm grateful to hire you at my place" Aza concluded and opened the door to his house.


But he had not closed the door. The door was pushed firmly from the outside until Aza's body staggered slightly back.


Aza looked up to see who would do that. Aza did not expect that the man had come to his house in such a rude manner.


Leave his footsteps Readers brother after reading well and support also my other novel:



The Dilemma Between Two Choices


The Desire of My Friend's Daddy


The True Love


Between Two Choices


Love and Hate


Surviving the Waiting


There Are No Exchanging Mates



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