Chased Ex-Promise Candidate
Dasi

Olive hears that Ikram is getting engaged to Vanya, his former future wife. The woman who was two-bodied decided to meet Ikram in her apartment. Actually he did not expect much, maybe his apartment password has also been replaced, but his desire to meet with Ikram is very strong.

Finally, the woman left alone to go to Ikram's apartment. The place where he came home when he was still with Ikram. "I want you to be my husband, Ikram not Erik." Olive muttered as she was in a taxi. Olive is still banned from driving on her own because she is very young.

When the woman arrived at the apartment building owned by Ikram. She hesitantly pressed a few numbers on the door of her apartment. However, without guessing it turns out his password is still the same, namely his birth date. "Ah, Ikram you still love me." The woman entered with a bright face.

Olive went around to every room there. The atmosphere is still the same as when he was still with Ikram. I don't think day has turned into night. However, there was no sign of Ikram coming to his apartment. Olive just cleared her bag to go home. However, the sound of the door opening made the woman undo her intentions.

A man he desperately longed for came in with a suit draped over his right hand while the buttons of his top shirt had already opened some. It just makes Ikram look more handsome.

It was clearly a shock on his handsome face when he saw Olive's whereabouts. Instead of getting a reception, Olive was even expelled by Ikram, of course it makes the woman who was two-bodied was not accepted.

There was no longer a shady look from the man before him. However, Olive still trying to be with Ikram night.

"OK, if you don't want to go let me go." Ikram again took the car keys and his suit and just came out without listening to Olive's words asking him to stay.

Ikram is now back in his car. The man had no intention of returning to Pradana's residence. Finally Ikram was planning to meet Jafin. The man who had the heart to betray him and almost destroyed his future.

However, somehow remembering Jafin made Ikram re-imagine how Vanya's body had been snatched away by others. "Armgh!" Ikram grabbed his own hair and finally went back to his office. It seemed like in that place he would be able to rest.

Not long after Ikram arrived in his room. He laid his body on the sofa that was available there. Drowsiness that had disappeared since then finally came without permission until finally the man was asleep on the sofa with shoes still attached to his feet.

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The next day, Ikram woke up with a stiff body. The sun had even greeted him through a large glass window. Ikram gets up and sits on the sofa while stretching his stiff muscles. However, his eyes closed again afterwards.

He just got back to sleep. Suddenly a knock on the door made the man unwillingly open his eyes. "Who is morning too?" scolding her as she moved and walked towards the door.

Ikram opened the door in front of him by closing his eyes again. "Who?"

"Again, Mas Ikram," said someone who successfully made Ikram think about it.

"Astaghfirullah, it's noon. Did I sleep here?" coined.

Ikram rubbed his eyes and wanted to make sure that the person in front of me was the girl. When he opened his eyes, Ikram was surprised by Vanya's whereabouts.

"You're Yuki, you're right Yuki, right?" he held her shoulder while holding the girl's shoulder.

"Ish, take a bath there, Mas!" Vanya covered her nose. However, instead of obeying Ikram even pulled Vanya's body into his arms.

"Mas Ikram!"

"Yes, honey." The cream still anchored his chin on Vanya's shoulder comfortably, while both of his hands were coiled around the girl's body.

The upset Vanya finally pinched the Ikram waist hard until the decapitation was released. "Ish, take a shower! I've been told to come here for this nganterin." Vanya showed the paper bag in her hand.

"No promise, I have to ...." Vanya did not continue his words when he saw Ikram walking towards the door and locked it and brought it with him.

"Mas Ikram, uh," said Vanya.

"I knew you'd run away again. So let's be safe, I'll take the keys to the bath with me." Ikram swiped Vanya's nose with anxiety as he passed by the girl.

Finally, Vanya sat on the sofa. The girl saw the interior of her future husband's room. His creative idea came about instantly to change some small pieces to make them look more attractive. "But why tell me anyway? But what do you say, Papi?" said the girl while fixing the slightly messy Ikram table.

"Nyesel I said know his office, ah ...."

Vanya did not know what the papi gave to Ikram. The girl wanted to know the truth but she was also unlikely to open it before the owner.

Not long ago Ikram's voice called out to him. "Darling, may I ask you a favor?" said Ikram daei another room in the room.

"Ish, what else is this big baby?" Vanya grumbled but still approached the room where Ikram was.

"What do you ask for, Mom?" asked Vanya while putting her ear on the door.

"Come here!" say the word from within.

"Ih, where can you take another bath, Mas Ikram. Don't nag free, "' said Vanya.

However, before long the door opened and Ikram was there in full clothes. It turns out that the room is a room that Ikram deliberately provide if he is overtime in the office. Unexpectedly Ikram pulled Vanya's hand to go inside.

"Mas Ikram! What the hell?"

Ikram pulled one end of his lips up. "I'm asking you to pick a tie for my meeting today, can you?" said gently.

"Where?"

Ikram pointed towards the wardrobe that was in the corner of the room. Vanya walked over and opened it. It turned out that there were a lot of work clothes belonging to Ikram there. Vanya looked towards Ikram who was wearing a shirt of blue toska. The man was tidying his hair in front of the mirror.

Vanya also took a tie that matches the color of the Ikram shirt. With a quick step he approached Ikram and gave him his tie. "It."

"Please put it on" he replied.

"You're too tall, Mom. I'm not nyampe."

Ikram chuckled then lowered his body to be reached by Vanya. However, Ikram's mint breath managed to make Vanya's cheeks heat up. Ah fuckin' what the hell?

Their faces were so close, Vanya became misbehaved as Ikram continued to lean his face, it was fortunate that the knot of the tie was finished. "Here you go, my mom." Vanya immediately retreated, but back at the pull of the Ikram.

"I ...."