CHEATING REPLY CHEATING
Handler

The wedding preparations of Yogas and Naura are already almost ninety percent. Just counting the days leading up to two more days, even though the wedding is only a series and still waiting for the divorce lawsuit that Alisa has presented to Yogas.

Naura could not wait long, afraid that her stomach would look increasingly bulging.

"Tok. tok..." The sound of the house door being knocked out loud.

Naura gasped in shock, once in the morning there were already guests visiting her house.

"Who?" the question was so open the door, before how long the hue of his face changed in fear seeing two men of stout stature looking at him with a sneer. "You guys?"

"Yes, we. We were ordered by our boss to collect money. Where's pay? It's due." One of them raised a hand at Naura.

"I-I don't have the money yet. I promise I'll pay after my wedding. Two more days, after which it will come. So, don't come here." Unexpectedly, the men of a loan shark who loaned him money until he came to collect, even though his savings were gone.

"Be careful if you lie again let alone run away!" said warned.

Naura was really scared even though the two people had already left.

"I must get the money as soon as possible, but where do I get a hundred million. I don't want them to come to my wedding." Naura was so anxious, cold sweat started pouring out. He really could not think, only yesterday he was given money from Yogas and not tasty if he had to ask for it again. Yogas will be curious about her.

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"Where are you going to take me?" Evan's car stops at a five-star hotel restaurant that Point had set earlier.

"You know a woman who wants to know. I want him to step back slowly, I want him to know that I have my own choice." Evan kept silent for a while, before they both got out of the car.

Evan continues to take a hold of Alisa's hand, not wanting the goods to take her off for a moment. Every now and then Alisa glanced at the tall man next to her carefully and for a few seconds did not throw her gaze away.

Evan came to the penthouse early in the morning, asking Alisa to help him. Just to accompany her sit in a restaurant without having to talk much. Enough just as his companion.

Alisa also pounded because she indirectly met the woman chosen by her family Evan. Slightly made his heart pinch sick, mixed with curiosity as to what kind of woman he said was waiting for Evan inside it.

"Don't call me 'Father'. Just call me another couple, okay?" Evan smiled thinly followed by the blink of his eyes that made Alisa cheeks blush.

"Yes, Bae." Just putting out those words, it felt as if his heart was jumping out. Evan has managed to make it back to the passionate and loving youth, the puberty of those days.

Faradita, the woman who will be introduced to Evan sees the arrival of Evan and Alisa who never let go of their hands. Faradita's eyebrows look astonished, is not the man who will be introduced to him is a single widower. Why bring a couple.

Faradita, the choice of point. He said besides being beautiful, woman's business, born from a distinguished family and smart to cook it almost with the wealth of women out there according to Evan's view. Just a glance can make Evan draw conclusions from Faradita, both only see men from the side of establishment.

"You're Evan, right?" asked Faradita astonished. Who else if not the man he introduced and sat down at a table with him now.

"really. Must be Faradita?"

Alisa who feels like a third person, suddenly awkward and all wrong. He should have given Evan and the woman privacy space to talk to each other.

"Right, I'm Faradita. Said your eyes,-"

Faradita gaped in disbelief, like that was the mouth of an Evan who said very kind and polite even impressed bluntly rejected it.

Something is wrong with the parents' conversation. Are they not wrong to introduce widows hight quality that turns out to be that thick.

Faradita took a breath before she intended to leave Evan. Only a foolish woman might be willing to put up with a man who clearly doesn't want her. Moreover, the man brought with him a charmer, for especially if not to throw him away.

"Van, sorry. My friend, I met, I was willing to meet. Next time we meet again, okay?" Before Evan answered, Faradita had already stood up from her place and quickly blurred away from the restaurant.

Evan was convinced, only with a not too high effort he could get rid of the women of the choice Point. Just think about how to make Point not interfere in his affairs anymore.

After Faradita left, Evan laughed loudly at Faradita's pale face. Like a living corpse. Sometimes make others understand that what they want is not always obtained easily.

Evan looked at Alisa who was sitting elegantly. The clothes she wore also looked elegant and charming, very classy. Whatever he wears looks harmonious with nothing less.

"Sorry yes because I have directly benefited you," said Evan did not stop amazed in his heart.

"Do I open a couple's loan rental service, sir?" Alisa laughed out loud, remembering the drama she often watched.

"Lis, don't call me 'Sir'. Have you forgotten?" evan asked half annoyed.

"No, it's just a little awkward. You're my boss, where can I call the others."

"You forgot our relationship? I'm not just your boss, our relationship is more than this."

Alisa blinked as Evan got closer to her face, and soon Alisa pushed Evan's chest away. For the sake of avoiding the gaze of the restaurant waiter on the two.

"Then, they look this way." Alisa whispered, keeping her distance.

"They're looking here because we didn't order food, try to choose. We eat here first" said Evan smiling amusedly.

Alisa smiled, noticing Evan's blatant behavior in a public place.

"After this I will take you to the hotel. I want you to accompany me."

Alisa's forehead frowned deeply, hearing the word hotel made her imagine what activities they would do there.

"Gosh my god." Unknowingly Alisa patted her own forehead, it had gone too far to imagine in that direction.

"What do you imagine?" Evan probed sharply, then grinned seductively at Alisa.

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I wasn't up. Baper anymore.

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