Become a CEO's Deposit
Sam and Mira Anniversary

At the Ocean club, Alva, Sam and Satria decide to meet. Because of this place, which has always been their favorite.

And this place is also a silent witness, the chaos between Sam and Mira, when a big fight because of misunderstanding, well, jealousy is the most scary thing.

The three did a tos and patted the shoulder as a greeting of the meeting. Then sit in the VVIP room they used to order.

"Sob you want vodka?" Ask Satria first offer.

"All you have to do, I don't want to go out of money" Sam said, leaning his head.

Satria clucked loudly, while Alva only watched her best friend and then chuckled. It seems he is very happy if Satria is tormented here.

Finally without asking anyone Satria called the waiter, asking to bring them some snacks and drinks.

"Oh yes, the day after Mira and I will celebrate one year of our marriage, come with your partner" Sam told reporters.

"You're taunting me Sam?"

"What?"

Satria just lifted the elbow, then moved like he wanted to hit.

Again Alva chuckled with the behavior of his two friends, finally without debate again the three began to enjoy the drinks available in their respective glasses.

"Hey asshole, what exactly are you trying to say?" Sam asked as he looked towards Satria, the man who was sipping his vodka.

Hearing that, Satria immediately stopped her activities. He wants to tell her all about his plans to pursue the woman who has now succeeded in stealing his heart.

He had just realized his feelings when the distance separated the two, yes there he just missed the girl. Even every day, he faithfully checks the social media of the girl he loves, to see her development. It turned out that her conjecture was right, the girl was growing up so beautiful now.

"You know Sam that Chilla already has a boyfriend?" Satria asked back, and the question was successful in making Alva cough due to choking on his own saliva.

"Ah, if Alva had known it,"

Sam shook his head, "I don't know,"

Satria flicked her finger, "I want to snatch Chilla from her lover,"

"Ck, are you crazy?" Screeched Alva with a loose voice.

"Right, you're really crazy Sat? You studied abroad just to be a player?" Sam's timpal doesn't think.

"Huh, comeon. Chilla and her boyfriend aren't married yet, so how could I possibly be called a pebinor?"

"That's the same, you took it from someone,"

This time, Alva just silently watched with a rumbling chest, it turned out that her fear was right. Satria does like Chilla to dare to want to seize it.

"Haish, you don't remember a saying that says, before the yellow curls, the singles are free to turn, and I'm going to corner it,"

"Aren't you afraid of Om Pram?" Sam again reminded, not just anyone can melt the old man's heart.

"As a good husband-to-be, I will approach my future-in-law, proclaiming my determination to marry her daughter, I am sure Om Pram will accept me, even if Chilla wants to pursue her ideals first, I will allow it, and after that we will get married" Satria replied at length.

Everything he had prepared, plan after plan he had arranged to get closer to Chilla and her family.

Hearing that Alva has allowed the girl to date, makes her determination even stronger to express her feelings. Especially now that Alva already has a fiance, it means he has changed his possessiveness towards Chilla.

He did not know, if it turned out that the man sitting next to him, had already endured his frustration with his hands clenched down there.

"What do you think Al? I matched Chilla?" Satria again opened her voice asking for Alva's opinion with a smile expanding at both corners of her lips.

However, for a moment Alva shook her head, then suddenly she got up. For some reason, the strange feeling re-emerged in his heart, when he knew there was another man who liked his girl. He doesn't like it, he doesn't accept it.

"I forgot that I had business, I left first" said Alva without answering Satria's question, then stepped with wide feet leaving her two best friends.

Leave a question mark.

"He why?" Satria asked with a confused face.

Sam just shrugged his shoulders, not knowing.

******

The day after tomorrow has come, it means that the anniversary between Sam and Mira has arrived. Everyone prepared themselves, and Yolanda was no exception.

The woman again made her appearance look stunning, wanted everyone to look in awe at her, especially she is the future wife of the Interracial successor.

Mona said Alva would pick her up. With an ever-expanding smile he pecked himself in front of the mirror, knowing enough now, that the fiancee was only subject to her mother, so he would use Mona to rule over Alva.

Yola's cell phone reads, as she reads who the liaison turns out to be the same person she had in mind, Alva.

"Hallo darling?" Greet Mona with a soft voice as possible.

"Hurry down," Alva briefed, and immediately disconnected the call. Yola wanted to talk.

With a slight sigh of annoyance, Yola immediately prepared, and went downstairs. Where the fiancee's car is.

As soon as he arrived, he smiled towards Alva, but when he got into the car, Alva came out and sat down beside the steering wheel. He sits alone in the passenger seat.

"Darling why is this?" Yola protest did not accept, he hoped to be spoiled with Alva while on the way, even like this he got.

"If you don't like it, you can go down," Alva replied without glancing a single glance, towards the woman who had become her fiance.

Finally Yola could only cluck, and wrinkled her face.

"June,"

Juna immediately stepped on the gas pedal, then turned the direction to Sam and Mira's residence, because the event was held in the yard of the house.

*******

Some of the invited guests had come, and they were friends, co-workers, and some of Samuel's colleagues and Mira's.

The young pregnant woman continued to smile at the one-year anniversary of her marriage to her husband, the man she loved so much.

Yola, Alva and Juna appear to approach the owner of the event, congratulating him and some prayers.

"I pray you guys catch up quickly" said Mira sincerely. And aminikan by Yola, while Alva only flinch, no matter at all.

However, when the corner of his lips wanted to carve a smile, there was a figure that suddenly came and flanked his girl's arm, yes he was his best friend, Satria.

"You are so beautiful Chilla," praised Satria, her left hand successfully grasped Chilla's hand to invite her to shake hands with Sam and Mira.

Hearing that compliment, Chilla smiled faintly with slightly blushing cheeks. Making the eyes that were staring at him even more red. Alva threw away his face.

By stepping together, Satria and Chilla joined in. When he got in front of everyone, Alva noticed Chilla.

Knowing that Alva was looking with unfriendly eyes, Chilla hurriedly let go of Satria's handrails. Until the man looked at her.

"What's wrong?" Ask Satria.

"Hmmm... Chilla would like to congratulate Brother Sam and Sister Mira, "kilah Chilla, then immediately rushed into the arms of the woman he had considered her brother.

With a face no less carefree, Mira welcomed Chilla. At least in this way, Alva could still endure the bursts of anger in her chest.

******

At the top of the show, Sam and Mira have a dance party, the music starts to dance, and everyone who has a partner comes down to enliven.

No exception Alva, from earlier Yola continued to force him to join the crowd who were busy dancing.

Inevitably, Alva finally moves in harmony with Yola, but I don't know her eyes just keep looking at her girl, she wants to know how Chilla reacts.

And it turns out that there, Satria again took advantage of the opportunity. He approached Chilla who was sitting alone in a chair near the pool.

"You dance?" Satria asked, extending her hand.

Chilla sedikit terkejut melihat Satria sudah ada didepannya, tetapi bukannya cepat-cepat menyambut uluran tangan itu, Chilla justru melirik ke arah Alva yang tengah menatap ke arahnya dengan tatapan yang entahlah, ia tidak bisa mengartikannya.

Seeing Alva dancing with Yola, Chilla finally decided to accept Satria's hand, she hoped her decision would not cause problems.

And it turns out that his thinking was wrong. From that direction a man walked with angry steps. Seizing the tiny hand that had just come into contact with Satria's palm.

"He'll dance with me" Alva said flatly.

Chilla immediately gawked, not believing that Alva dared to behave like this.

While Yola again clucked resentfully, because Alva suddenly left him just like that, for the sake of a girl named Chilla.

"You're this what the hell Al is?" Satria's murmur did not accept. This is part of his approach, but Alva is blocking it.

"I told you, she danced with me" Alva said firmly.

"You're dancing with Yola, why take Chilla too?"

"That's my business, if you don't accept it, I'll take her home,"

Satria snorted in annoyance, then looked at Chilla who was looking down in fear. Satria quickly grabbed the girl's arm, but Alva didn't just shut up.

Strong enough to push back.

Then grabbed onto Satria's collar and looked at the man sharply. To get everyone's attention distracted.

"Al, stop acting like this, Chilla is already big and you already have a fiancee," cried Satria returned Alva's gaze no less sharp.

This time he did not want to budge, it was enough Alva had mastered Chilla all this time, the girl had to be free, and he would set her free.

"What's the problem with you?" Alva asked with a hardened jaw.

"Al," cried Satria.

"Enough!" Now Sam mediates the two, he brushed off Alva's hand which had pulled the collar of Satria's shirt.

"You should realize Al, we're not kids anymore, this time I won't lose to you,"

And the speech successfully made Alva step back towards Satria, her hands clenched firmly, ready to deliver a blow.

And Hap!

"Don't," Chilla held back, she hugged Alva's arm tightly. He was sure, this was his fault, Alva like this must have been because he saw Satria touch him.

Alva immediately stared, then looked towards Satria who was looking at him with an inexhaustible look. If Chilla had not held it back, the blow would have been on Satria's face.

"We're home" Alva concluded to her little girl.

"No," Satria refused.

Making the two people who wanted to step suddenly stop.

"Chilla will be with us, if you want to go, go" he continued.

Alva smiled faintly, "You just ask, she wants to come with me, or with you?"

Hearing that, Satria looked towards Chilla. The faithful girl lowered her head and tightly hugged Alva's arm.

While everyone was just watching, as if knowing in this fight who would be the winner.

"Chilla come here, because you cannot continue to be restrained by it," said Satri gently, he stretched out his hand back, hoping that the girl would reach him.

Because he thought that Chilla actually did not like it either, everything was arranged by Alva.

Chilla was unmoved, her lips as though she was faint. He can't say anything at the moment. He's petrified in his place.

Until Alva finally jerks her arm, and the girl's tight hug comes off, realizing it was Chilla again wrapping her hand around Alva's arm.

"We go home" he said sure.

Heuh, Alva looked directly at Satria with a trivial look, as if to show the man, a reality.

Alva quickly clasped Chilla's hand, taking her girl away from the place, just the two of them.

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