
A week after the zavira incident left arjun.
And spent the days working in the company of his father.
Makes the girl forget her heart is broken.
Tok...mr..!!
"Yes..!!"
Shouted zavira behind the closed door of the CEO's room.
"sorry ma'am, here's an invitation for my mother."Say polite office grils while bowing his head respectfully .
"Ck, nina, how many times have I told you not to call me mother ."
Cerocos zavi to nina who is in her presence.
Since he served as CEO of zavira forbid everyone to call his mother, according to zavi he is too young and sounds very uncomfortable making his ears itchy.
Zavira just wanted to be called Miss more polite and nice to hear maybe she was too comfortable with the call.
"what is that ? bring me nin."Glancing at nina's hand .
"It's buk, miss." answered Nina and hit her mouth slowly .iya almost forgot .
Zavira takes the air in nina's hand which is brown .
After the airdangan changed hands nina also resigned to resign back to work.
Her eyes glared when she knew it was Arjun matan's wedding invitation to her love.
Zavi's heart rippled a little, really wanted to be angry .but for what love was kadas one week ago .
He has no right to be angry with Arjun .
"Ah, the basis of brengs*k "his curse throws the air into the garbage can.
"why am I sad, I should be happy.let's come and make a little surprise for her hehe.!"
His chuckle chuckled, thinking of an idea that flashed across his head.
the foot of the ladder stood from the seat of power he worked.
The girl's clenched hand grabbed the bag on the table, and went out .
a little zavira's secretary opened up to see her boss coming out of the room with a bag in her hand, which meant her boss was going to go out.
"Hm..Nina, I want to go home first."
Zavira said goodbye with his polite attitude, although higher position and age is somewhat younger than nina .zavira never forgets the manners taught by his parents.
"Well miss." said Nina with a big smile looking at her upper body .
zavira gave a short nod and passed away.
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After a 10-minute drive .zavira stops at a Alysa boutique.
the foot of the level stepped in , looking around the dresses displayed on the mannequin statue .
So long zavira was there, the choice fell on peach-colored party dresses along the calves, with open shoulders model sabrina.looks at the neckline and white .
"Mba I take this yes."ask zavira to the salesman there.
"Well miss , wait a minute '" she politely took the dress hanging inside the display case.
zavira gave a small hug and smiled faintly.
and not long ago the dress was wrapped neatly into a white gold paper bag.
"This is Miss." she said giving zavira face.
"Thank you he mba." said zavira received the paper bag.
"Sama-sama miss." said mya smiling kindly.
Zavira steps out of the boutique and heads towards her car park.
but his steps stopped to see the figure of a man who had stopped two years in the heart of zavi.
Arjuna filansyah's ? He was there with a future wife whom he would marry the day after tomorrow.
zavi's blood rippled and.boiled immediately to see the man she still loved doing wedding dress fittings
"Had to be that position, it was me!" his monologue still stared at the two men there.