My Lovely MUA
58.
Nevan steps away leaving Briana alone at the restaurant. The diamond ring is still in position. Briana stared at the shimmering ring nanar with a hollow feeling.
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One message Briana received from Adriella, it's been a long time since she resigned from WillEnt.
Adriella
Bri, I'm sorry I just missed the news. How're you?
Briana gave a faint smile, from the corner of her lips. Then reply to Adriella's message.
Briana
Fine, and you? We should hang out!
Without long, Adriella agreed to Briana's invitation. Briana misses Adriella quite a lot, she has helped her work a lot at WillEnt.
That afternoon, after dressing his client. Briana heads to a famous coffee shop in the center of the capital. He was seen carrying a tote bag and two paper bags. I ordered a cup of coffee, waiting for Adriella to arrive.
“Hei!”
Briana was shocked, then looked back. The beautiful girl was already standing up and immediately hugged Briana without further ado. “Brianaa, I didn't know you were resigning.”
Briana laughed a little. “Masa anyway? People aren't on gossip?”
Adriella sat down next to Briana, and broke down. “Where did they gossip, eh btw you resigned because of Isyana?”
Briana raised one eyebrow. “No, I just want to handle MUA mamah, there is no reason to resign because of him.”
Adriella screeching cynically. “She has gone too far with you.”
“That's it, don't discuss it. Ohya, this is for you, La,” said Briana while offering two paper bags for Adriella.
Adriella's eyes are round. “What is this?” Adriella immediately opened the contents of the paper bag, but her hand movements were immediately prevented by Briana.
“No, open at home, yes?”
“Why, right curious?”
Briana shook her head. “Udahlah, soon I want to continue school to America.”
Adriella who was originally bowed, then looked up. “Hah? So far!”
“Janda ya you?”
Briana chuckled softly. “No, that was my dream.”
“When to leave?” Adriella squinted both eyes.
“Month September.”
Adriella's eyes are breaking. Her mouth murmured as her fingers counted how long Briana would be leaving for America. “Less six months, spit it out. Btw news yes Bri if departing.”
I don't know since when they were both close, but they used to hate each other because of the same man. But, for Adriella it was just a story of their labile times.
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“Tante just wants Nevan to be happy, if he agrees this marriage is done again yes papa anyway,” said Mecca while sitting on his living room couch.
The two women sitting in front of him, commented a relieved smile. It was as if he had not been perverted with swearing, with Nevan's harsh words to him.
As the three of them discussed the wedding plans, the door to their house was opened violently. Mecca accidentally sends Nevan home, because he wants Nevan's company. Vivian is on assignment out of town, while Nevan knows, Andreas—her brother is still studying abroad—maybe unable to accompany Mecca. Nevan was originally mediocre, his head suddenly blazing like hot water when he saw Isyana coming with his aunt. His eyes squinted, his jaw already hardened. Of course, with a step up he went straight up to the second floor without greeting the three people.
“Stop there!” tell Mecca in a cold tone.
Nevan's feet are just about to tread down one rung of stairs. Without even looking at her, Nevan answered Mecca's orders. “I can't deal with this shitt anymore!” jolt Nevan with a high note. Then immediately ran up the stairs leading to his room.
The three of them instantly fell silent upon hearing Nevan's anger. Isyana bit her lower lip, rising to her feet, but was then held back by her aunt. She shook her head, but Isyana took off her tantric hand and walked up the stairs towards Nevan's room.
“Isanna?!” call her aunt, but Isyana keeps walking regardless of her calling.
After successfully ascending to the second floor, Isyana immediately knocked on Nevan's room door slowly. “Van, let's us be friends! ”
There was no answer behind the door. “I'll be here until you exit.”
Isyana then stands at Nevan's door, no matter how much Nevan rejects her he will continue to aggressively pursue the man until he can get her. Not in a sneaky way though.
Clamps! The sound of Nevan's room door opened, Nevan's face was very lazy when he saw Isyana standing there with her coquettish face. “You won't be able to get away from me, Van,” he said as he poked his hands around Nevan's neck.
“Bitchh!” nevan then pushed Isyana's body backwards.
Isyana chuckles. “So you abstain from me?” Isyana then stepped into Nevan's room. Then throb. “This room will be mine, get ready ki—” kids
“Go to gell, bitchh!” cut Nevan.
Isyana walked closer to Nevan, then stroked Nevan's hardened jaw. “You can't escape me, Nevan,” both eyes are staring at each other sharply. Unknowingly, Isyana kissed Nevan's lips at a glance and quickly stepped out of her room.
“Shitt!”
Isyana came down the stairs with a triumphant smile. He's promised, whatever he'll do to get Nevan.
“Where Isyana?” ask Mecca a little worried.
Isyana smiled warmly. Then sit down, next to Mecca and stroke the middle-aged woman's back hand. “Tante, don't worry, Nevan wants to kok.”
Mecca's eyes were round, as if he could not believe what Isyana had said. Aunt Isyan was also ranked in her chair. “Serious of you, Sya?” ask aunt Isyana.
Isyana nodded softly, her smile wide and then turned to look towards Mecca again. “Tante, how many grandchildren do you want?” isyana asked as her eyes glanced cunningly.
A few minutes later, Isyana and her aunt had already left the Xaquil residence. In her car, Isyana leaned her head against the window of the car. Stare blankly out the window. The aunt caught the suspicion and asked a question. “You lied right?”
Isyana smiled a little. “Whatever Isyana will do,” Isyana then turned to her tantenya who was driving. “We trap Nevan, auntie must know how, right?” isyana asked with a sly smile.
Aunt Isyan also marginalized her car in a fairly quiet place. After, he stopped staring intently at Isyana. “So, what should I now?” I wish while smiling sideways.
“Tante don't hate Sister Vivian?”
Mira—Tante Isyana— chuckles slowly. “What does that have to do with the jalangg?”
Isyana's eyes are squeaking. “Why do we trap Vivian's sister in an affair with another guy?”
Mira shakes. “Sya, you don't have to destroy him just because Nevan,” Mira tapped her finger on the steering wheel. “We got Nevan drunk, and then you know for yourself?” Mira raised one eyebrow with a cynical smile.
Isyana laughed loudly. “Why don't I have a mind like that?”
Mira shook her head. “Vivian has been married for three years, but has not been born yet. It's time for Aunt to act.”
“Mean aunt?”
“We will just see about that.”