Look at Me One
27. Lecture with Amera

"I miss him. I wanted to meet her, "Sandra said unknowingly.

"You missing him?"

Sandra nodded.

"You want to meet him too?"

Sandra nodded back.

"Who do you miss and who do you want to meet?"

"Bast jerk man."

"Bast jerk guy?"

Sandra nodded back. It seems that the woman had not realized his words. From earlier he just nodded confirming what Anisa said.

"Whose jerk is it?" Anisa's getting curious.

"Sandra!" Anisa pats the table in front of Sandra. The beautiful woman was slightly flinched.

"What's wrong? Why did you hit the table?" Sandra's confused. While Anisa is upset.

"I'm talking to you. But you're ignoring me!" Anisa said with annoyance.

"ignored you? How could I ignore you?"

"You want to avoid?" Anisa stared intently at Dara.

"What did you say? Pardon me! My head is dizzy, I'm not focused." Sandra returned Anisa's gaze with a regretful look. Anisa hit her own head.

"It's just that I spoke at length earlier if it turns out that he didn't listen to her at all.

But, if he doesn't listen to me, there's no way he'll answer all my questions clearly right?" inner Anisa.

Anisa developed a smile on her beautiful face. The woman looked back at Sandra who was still waiting for an answer from Anisa.

"You're saying you're missing someone who's in Paris." Anisa Menaik lowered her eyebrows.

"What?" Sandra looked surprised.

"You also said that you were eager to go see that man in Paris." Sandra was surprised.

"Feelings, I didn't say anything." Sandra looked at Anisa with a faint smile to cover her nervousness.

Why did I fall in front of him?

"You said it, Sandra! You said you wanted to meet a jerk. You also said that you miss him a lot."

"Did I really say it?" ask Sandra in my heart.

"You said it to me, Sandra. You said you missed him. Isn't that jerk the guy who almost harassed you?"

"The guy we met in Paris and made you decide to get out of the modeling world for a while?" Anisa was so enthusiastic about cornering Sandra.

If the estimate is correct, it means that his friend already has feelings for his boss. Anisa's smile did not stop expanding on her beautiful face.

That way, his job to unite his best friend with his handsome boss went smoothly.

Sandra repeatedly patted her head. The woman repeatedly cursed in her heart for saying something vague to Anisa. How could he be so excited about Bagas?

Although Anisa does not know who the man is, but, Sandra is sure, her best friend will continue to search for him until finally he will make her give up and say everything.

Sandra was silent when she heard all of Anisa's words. Inwardly, he kept thinking about how to answer Anisa's question. The girl is very sensitive. He would have realized if he had told a lie.

"What do you mean to say that I miss the jerk I met in Paris? Didn't you know that I was so scared when I saw her?" Sandra tried to curl up.

While Anisa shook her head to hear Sandra's words.

"I heard you clearly, Sandra. You said you wanted to meet him." Anisa still insisted.

"Easy! We just met, but why even discuss the unimportant?" Sandra resumed her words as Anisa fell silent.

"But you really said it, Sandra. You said you miss that asshole so much." Anisa's looking at Sandra's face. Want to find lies on the beautiful face of the model.

"Anisa, dear. Nevermind! Stop talking about that guy. Some days my mind is confused. I'm lonely there's no you. Do you know?"

Anisa shook her head slowly. Although he was still curious, but, he did not want to make Sandra angry. Moreover, Anisa saw that Sandra was like she was not okay.

"When I wanted to come back here, I imagined that I would be very happy. Moreover, I will meet Kanaya, my best friend. But, after I met him, it didn't take away my longing for you." Sandra pursed her lips. While Anisa was devastated.

"So, you're really sorry you left Paris?"

For a moment Sandra was silent. However, when the face in the photo stored on her phone flashed, Sandra then nodded.

"Yes. I'm sorry I left Paris."

Moreover, he was there right now.

Sandra continued her words in her heart. However, the next second the woman patted her head while shaking slowly.

Have I gone crazy? Why do I keep thinking about that jerk?

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