Miss Coollant Mr. Sangkang
2. MEET AGAIN AND ARGUE

Zafia Amita Estella, a beautiful woman with an exotic nose. He walked with a mouth that kept grumbling. He continued to throw insults and mockery to men, who had just collided with him.

"Basic men g!l4! Where exactly is the ot4k! It could be him, heh!" Zafia could no longer continue her words.

He could only growl in annoyance, occasionally stomping his feet. Shame on me, considering what just happened. In the crowd, a man had caught her. He clenched with both hands, which perched leisurely right at the back of him. Oh yeah, God! Zafia covered her face, with both her hands in shame.

"Why should I remember it! Oh my God, that's really embarrassing!" rutuk Zafia who keeps grumbling.

Zafia doesn't realize her behavior is being watched by someone.

“What's with him? If anything happens, I'd better ask directly. What the hell is he doing?"

A woman, dressed in formal attire, walks towards Zafia. Mayra Amerald was the son of Zafia's father. Zafia's best friend when abroad. Mayra and her parents do not live in Indonesia. Zafia and Mayra, usually communicate only through video calls.

"Miss Zafia Amita Estella! What are you doing here? Don't you know what time it is? How much longer do I have to wait for you, Miss?" Mayra flocked to Zafia with a lot of questions.

Zafia was covering her face with both hands. He peeked through the sidelines of his fingers, the one who gave him that many questions. Zafia was shocked to see her best friend.

"Mayra!" exciting Zafia.

Without warning, Zafia hugged Mayra. Luckily Mayra is not a feminine woman. Mayra's body defense and balance were trained early on. So that the actions of Zafia who embraced him like that, did not make him affected. His body still stands. Slowly he stroked Zafia's back.

"What's up, hem?" ask Mayra gently.

"You called me to pick you up on blind nights! Once I get here, I have to wait for you again? After you came, why are you like this? Do you know, our flight is only a few minutes away" Mayra said gently.

Mayra and Zafia are four years old. Mayra is much older than Zafia. That's what makes Mayra, treat Zafia like a sister. On the contrary, for Zafia, Mayra is a big brother who is very coveted by her. Zafia has no older sister. Zafia was the first child. She has a younger brother who is still in the sixth grade of elementary school.

"Zafia, you're all grown up! Eighteen years old, not a kid anymore. Aren't you ashamed, if Elvaro finds out?" mayra softly advised him.

Zafia let go of his embrace with a frown.

"Elvaro won't know that you didn't leak it" argued Zafia with her pouting face that still persisted.

Mayra smiled wryly towards Zafia.

“Luckily I'm on vacation here. Otherwise, I don't know who you're going to ask to accompany you away," Mayra said, shaking her head.

Zafia looked sullen, "For that I want to go to Aussie, because I know you're still on vacation here. Otherwise, where do I know where to go" Zafia explained with a face that changed.

"Let's go! There's not much more time left" Mayra said, looking at the clock circling her wrist.

With a bent face and pouting lips, Zafia followed in Mayra's footsteps. Today Zafia will leave behind painful memories. They'll be making the flight, with the Aussie destination.

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Arbhy Yahya Arabica is the second son of Lord Abraham Arabica and mistress Damiyati Marzuki. Arbhy has a textured face baby face. So that he always looks young, even though his age is mature.

"You've been a long time, Bhy. What time is it? We could miss the plane. Did you forget that business travel is really important this time?" said an older man about three years old above him.

"Here is brother-in-law, let's go now," Arbhy asked without guilt

He is Hamdani Abizar Muhdi, brother-in-law and assistant and secretary of Arbhy.

Hamdani could only sigh, really facing his sister-in-law this made him die said. Always had no chance to give a lecture, when this sister-in-law made a mistake.

It was different, if he was the one who came late. Surely his sister would give him a lot of work. Her sister became her superior. What is the power of just being an assistant. When making a mistake, you must accept punishment. Different from his boss. Who will punish him. There's no way, it's his subordinates who will give him punishment.

Only two men can punish an Arbhy Yahya Arabica. Who else if not Mr. Abraham Arabica, his own father. And the woman Arbhy always loved was his mother Damiyati Marzuki's mistress. Only these two people can control Arbhy. If Arbhy had made a mistake.

Arbhy and Hamdani are on the plane. Arbhy was walking, looking for a seat on his boarding pass. When I was focused on finding her seat. Suddenly someone with rash steps, barged past him violently. Until making Arbhy who is not ready to fall.

Bruk! Arbhy fell right on a woman's lap. With a very intimate body position. How not intimate! Arbhy with both hands touching his thighs and face, right in front of the woman's chest. You can imagine! What was Arbhy's position at the time? It must have been very thrilling.

"Akh!" shouted a woman who was hit by Arbhy's body.

"You!" the woman screamed, staring intently at Arbhy's face.

There was no intention to move, when he heard the screams of the woman. Arbhy blinked his eyes a few times. He raised his face, looking at the woman who had a loud voice. The woman who had just shouted hysterically in shock.

Arbhy was stunned, looking at the face that was looking at him sharply. No matter how sharp his eyes look. Arbhy doesn't care. Even time stopped turning. When the woman's eyes blinked. His feet were not in place. World ceased.

As if bewitched, with a beautiful and enchanting view that was in front of his eyes. When the tiny lips like a cherry move. I don't know what to voice. Makes Arbhy feel a strange thump and his mouth seems locked. It's hard to move. Even his throat was hard to swallow his own saliva.

A red face blushed, as if asking to be devoured. A clean face with a big nose and tiny lips. Perfecto! How fascinating!

Arbhy was very amazed, looking at the beauty in front of his face at this moment. Without regard to the anger of the owner of the face. Until ....

“Aaaa .. ouch oh ouch!" Shouted Arbhy in pain, as a clenched hand twirled his ears strongly.

"You're really brazen huh, Master!" yelled the wiggly hand.

"You think my thighs are what mattresses, huh! So, you can use it to fall asleep at will. Are you not satisfied, after holding my *4*4* earlier. Now, you deliberately dropped yourself in my lap!" scowled the woman with a burning rage.

Although Arbhy. He was still grimacing, holding onto his ear which was still being twisted by the woman. What a shit his fate today. Already hit by a slap. Now get the capitan. Complete is the pain he felt.

"Sorry, Miss! Can your hand be removed from my ear, Miss! My ears are just a pair if you break up next door, do you want to replace them?" said Arbhy weld, by holding the heat and pain in his ears.

Not only that, Arbhy's face even flushed with embarrassment. Currently, they are the center of attention of other passengers. How Arbhy is not ashamed.

"Let it break up! I'll change it with rabbit ears!" said the woman in front of him indifferently.

"Do I look funny, Miss? Until you want to replace my ears with rabbit ears?" arbhy asked while playing his eyebrows.

The woman immediately widened her eyes. Followed by the twisting of his hand, which grew stronger.

“Aw!" scream Arbhy again, because again feel spicy and sore on the earlobe.

"Do you have no intention of rising up and standing before me, Sir?" ask the woman sharply.

"What's this?" ask someone to both, before Arbhy can answer the woman's words.

"Arbhy what are you doing?" ask the man to Arbhy.

"Bang, please tell this fierce lady to let go of her hand!" pinta Arbhy hopes that the person turns out to be her brother-in-law in order to help her.

“Ceck!” Hamdani clucked angrily towards Arbhy. Just a few minutes later it caused trouble.

"Miss can you let go of my sister's ear?" hamdani said, he asked politely to the woman who was twisting Arbhy's ears.

With a bad feeling, the woman let go of her hand. However, the woman also pushed Arbhy's body hard. He pushed her, so that Arbhy would move from in front of him.

Finally Arbhy can breathe a sigh of relief. Despite the pain of his ears, it still feels painful due to the scars of the beautiful woman's hands. Arbhy could only stare at the beautiful woman wrongly. Shame mixed likes.

"Please teach your sister this manners, sir! Do not always use the opportunity in narrowness, to harass and act perverted to women!" say the woman firmly.

His sharp gaze drew towards Arbhy. It was as if he wanted to skin Arbhy and boil it. After that, he drowned it in the sea. To be eaten by sharks. The woman looked very furious at Arbhy.

"Once again please forgive the treatment of my sister, who has offended you, Miss! Thank you for letting go of my sister. In the future, I promise to be even more resolute to my sister!" hamdani politely.

"It has to be, Master! So that your sister doesn't hurt anyone else!" sahut the woman quickly and impressed mocking, and underestimated Arbhy.

"What!" yell Arbhy.

"What loss have I given you, Miss?" asked Arbhy later, he did not accept the words of this beautiful woman in front of him.

"You're still asking, what losses did I receive?" asked the woman in disbelief, with her beautiful eyes she stared intently at Arbhy

"Do you know, sir? Twice your actions to me were effective once. Very, very effectively, it lowered my self-esteem as a woman. Do you remember! What have your hands done to me, Mr Arbhy? That's your name, isn't it?" obviously the woman with firmness that just came out.

Gurgle! Arbhy swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. He recalled his meeting with the woman before him. A moment that really makes him like a perverted man.

'Wait 'wait! So this woman thinks I'm a pervert? Is it really like that? Holy hooch! Yeah, God! How wonderful is your fate Arbhy. Collapse is your honor before him, ' said Arbhy to himself. Of course, all that, only he said in his heart.

"The mob!" a woman approached them.

"Mayras! Where have you been, why so long?" ask the woman, who turns out to be Zafia Amita Estella.

"Sorry, there was a little problem!" answer Mayra.

"Sorry gentlemen. What's up, huh?" mayra asked politely, to the two men standing opposite Zafia.

A curious roar emanated clearly on Mayra's face.

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