ONE Night In LONDON
Pretend matre

Adam returned to his apartment, the man rarely went home to his parents since he grew up and helped his father in the company until he took over his papa company.

Adam who is actually a warm man if he is with his family, the man will not show his cold nature to the closest people.

Adorable body in a sofa, Adam stared at the ceiling of his room is white. The man was quite tangled with Disya's words earlier, he did not expect if he had high expectations, and just dashed. He really has feelings too.

But all that did not make Adam give up, the man had many ways to make his woman fall into his arms.

"You don't know yet who the female fox is, a man of Adhitama's descent won't let go of what he's targeting." Adam said with a smirk.

He only had to raise what plan he had thought to make a Disya Fanesya into his own. Adam is a man who gives up easily, with his business opponents only Adam will not give up until the end point.

While at Handoko's house, Disya had just entered the room, the woman lay her body on her back on the bed, as did Adam, Disya also looked at the ceiling of her room with a mind not much different from Adam.

"Meeting you will only get me out of control." Speak to yourself.

For some reason it feels like Disya is always upset if she meets Adam, who she feels just want to curse and get angry, I don't know Disya just does not like the forcing nature of Adam. But Disya also can't control her heart which sometimes feels strange, and Disya doesn't know why.

Grabbing his phone on the nightstand Disya sighed as she looked at her destroyed phone.

"It's because of that shitty guy." His words that condemned his stupidity when dropping his phone earlier, because surprised to see Adam in his house.

"Usually the man in his class will infiel with women bar-bar and matre so_"

He smiled broadly as he recalled some of his words with Adam. And he was sure that men of Adam's class would not look for women who were bar-bar and also no attitude in front of him.

Recalling the incident earlier, Disya giggled amusedly. Whether Adam had started to think with his decision to claim to be his, he thought it would be impossible.

"Where might such a big-time CEO like that, like my ugly nature, ohh wouldn't be possible." Disya said with her own smile remembering the annoyed face of Adam earlier.

"Now we will prove who will win, for I will not give up just because of your handsome looks and your great wealth."

No matter what Disya would do, the woman would not give herself up for granted, even though it was Adam who had it the first time, but Disya doesn't want to get entangled in life with a man she doesn't know at all.

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Disya's morning was neat with her appearance as usual while working. This time Disya wears material trousers with a blouse top as usual, her hair is stroked and a little front He ties behind makes the woman look so beautiful and graceful.

Disya down the stairs with a sweet smile lips, if her mood is good, surely Disya will show her sweet smile.

"For dad, mom." Disya approached her parents and kissed the cheeks of the two alternately.

"Beloved morning, what's the matter with cheerful eyes?" ask Diana who saw Disya's face beaming.

"Em, guess what." He looked up at Diana.

"What the hell you don't know." Diana answered while applying bread to her daughter.

Disya turned to look at her father, but before speaking an art suddenly came carrying something.

"Non there's a package for non Disya." The spoken art was walking closer to Disya.

"What package is mbak? I never pesen stuff." Answer Disya.

He never ordered anything online.

"No idea non, just now and the courier used the intervening car." The answer to the art further made Disya and her parents confused.

"Since when did the courier use the car." Diana. "There's just nothing." Continue while chuckling.

"Just take it, you know from whom?" Said Frans who was hailed Disya.

"Yes, thank you Ma'am." Disya received the paper bag given the art.

"Same-sama non." Art is gone.

"Just open up, Mommy, wonder what it is." Diana.

Disya just use, Frans is also equally curious but the man just kept quiet while wagging his breakfast.

Disya frowned when looking at the latest mobile phone box. "Mobile Bun?" Disya's words showed Diana.

"Well, that's the latest release, baby, from whom?" Ask Diana again.

He only touched both his shoulders. "No memo Bun." The answer.

"Maybe it's the same person who gave you the car." Frans said guessing.

Disya rounded her eyes, while Diana was confused by her husband's words.

"Car? what car is it?" Diana asked curiously.

"In front there's a car that your daughter wants, it looks like she got a present after she put the Pram in the bui." Frans said with a smile.

Disya was still in shock, with her hands touching the latest phone, before long the phone vibrated, and displayed the name of a person on the phone she was holding.

"Well, Bun Disya left first." Say Disya who was immediately ready to leave.

"Heh, how hastily this not been eaten yet Sya." Call Diana who is not ignored by Disya.

"Just melt Bun, he'll be full by himself." Frans.

"What do you mean, why are there cell phones? is Disya on her birthday?" Diana asked who was still confused and did not understand.

"Not to think about it, let's just see who will succeed in taking your daughter's heart, Dino or_"

"Or what is it?" Diana asked curiously.

Disya ran hastily towards her car that was given Adam, since then her phone was straight vibrating and she had not yet lifted.

"Hello.." After sitting behind the wheel, he raised the call.

"How do you like the gift?"

Ask someone across there.

Disya gulped, her lips wry. Before answering Disya first cleared his throat.

"Like you, I really like the gifts you send." Disya answered with a cynical smile, though across there Adam could not see.

"Well, if you're happy, then I won't hesitate to send you a gift if you're happy to receive it."

Adam smirked behind their conversation.

"Eh, but kan_"

Tut's... Tut's... Tut's...

"Hehhh bummer..!" Disya cursed when her phone connection broke just like that, upset of course, because the man was willing to do something.

"I'll just pretend to be a matre girl let her be ilfil, but why the hell is it like this." Speak frustrated by turning his head on the wheel.

"Ohh, Disya it seems like you have to put in extra hard work to make the man give in." He murmured with a heart.

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