
"Eeeeh, Terana, right?"
Rana blinked, not daring to immediately turn around when someone reprimanded her as she was about to enter the door of her apartment. Are there any residents of this place who know him?
Rana turned around and immediately met the face of that person.
"Yes, you're Rana. Rana, I don't know if we'll ever meet again."
She is Via, a classmate of Rana's in High School. They were good friends back then, but unfortunately Rana had to move to Panama.
"They? Hi!" with feelings that are still tense, Rana tries to behave as familiar as she can. Via approached and both gave a rough hug.
While Via was still holding her, Rana swiftly took off the wedding ring that was still faithfully circular. In the current condition of Via, Rana thinks Via is unlikely to know the news of his wedding a few weeks ago.
"How are you, Rana? Has it been sold? My son is already two tablets." biasah, always be hit by questions like that every time you meet an old friend.
Rana shook her head while smiling. In her heart Rana is grateful that Via did not know that Rana was a poor newlywed.
"Rana, I live here too. Come on, come to my place." Via invites Rana to follow him. Rana was introduced to the Via children who were already quite large.
Via has two children. 8 And 5 years old. Via's husband himself works as an SPBU officer. Via explained without being asked.
Actually Rana was quite surprised why Via lived in this level 2 apartment. Apparently his family's glory ended when Via's father's post ended from his membership as the House of Representatives, which was dishonorably dismissed due to a scandal. Via explains everything.
"This is how life is, Rana, we don't know what's going to happen up there."
Despite living a simple life, Via seems to be very happy with his small family. It was enough to make Rana touched and finally learn the lesson from the story of his old friend. That happiness is not just about a lot of money, abundant treasures and luxury shopping.
Rana returned to her small room and re-mixed with her painting supplies.
Of course, the spirit of Rana increasingly flared when the order of his paintings increased every day. Although not much, but it must be enough for himself.
Starting from the manufacture, packaging and delivery is done by Rana himself. He was very happy when for the first time he was able to do something useful and produce.
Ezra's order painting is already in order. Just waiting for the transfer of repayment then Rana will send it.
Long he looked at the handsome form in the frame of his handwork. As he recalled, Ezra once said that he had two male twins. But there's no way this face is one of them. Ezra could not have been this sweet against his two brothers.
Rana felt a bit of strangeness and misbehavior when looking at each other with a handsome man in this frame.
Feels like .. I'm looking at my own face. This man, I feel he .. similar to... I'm.
Rana shook her head, aware of what she had just thought. Furthermore, Rana was working on her next order.
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Antami Corporate Office.
Under the leadership of Robian, Antami is now growing rapidly. Unexpectedly, Bian managed to bring the name Antami more soared.
Initially only issued manual furniture products, Antami is currently developing by producing electronic equipment.
Successful in his achievements, Bian is certainly proud.
Tok to tok.
The sound of knocking on the door made him look. David Erlangga appeared, as usual without notice.
"Your plane wing is broken so you can go home?" not a welcome or just a greeting, Bian - David is already used to insinuating each other if they meet. I don't know when they started to get along, which is clear the two establish communication quite well.
Because a healthy relationship managed both of them wake up, then easily David made his two best friends during school first, namely Gio and Roy, accepted to work at this company.
"Is everything safe, Bian? I heard you just launched a very sophisticated cookware."
"Yes, that's it." said Bian with a proud face. What else this one product is very in the hunt by universal mothers.
"Congratulations, Bian. Oia, there's something I want to talk about." David looked a little agitated. He set his sitting position as relaxed as possible.
"Speak. You wouldn't be here if there wasn't a discussion with me."
Stop talking, David began.
"Bian, can you help me? Ah, I hope you want to."
"What help? You're lacking money?" As Bian recalls, David was very diligent in saving, even almost 70% of his salary as an air taxi driver he transferred to Megan's mother to be kept safe.
"It's not about the money. It's about Keisya. Since you like him so much, please chase him until you can."
"Aw why? Bian, don't give up. Please make him like you."
"He doesn't even consider my existence. That arrogant girl, not my type anymore." Bian looks upset.
"Keisya confessed to her mother that she liked me. I was a little surprised. That's why I'm here for help."
"That's none of my business, David. I don't want to be a wound healer. Am I a broken heart drug?"
"I went to his house, but I heard a debate between him and his parents. They said Keisya should stay away from me. Because I'm just a stepson who won't get anything from you. They even downplayed my job as a pilot. Bian, I heard they're going to set him up with a rich old man from the neighboring country."
Bian smiled obliquely.
"Urus alone, I won't want him anymore. There are plenty of other options out there."
"Bian, never regret these words. This is Bian's golden opportunity. If you manage to prevent her matchmaking, I'm sure she'll be blown away by you."
"Why don't you, he wants you."
"It's precisely because I can't return her feelings that I'm asking for your help. You don't understand either?"
Bian just laughed lazily. Saying that his heart was numb to Keisya that he had not gotten since ancient times.
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Erick Erlangga from his study.
Just now he received a call from the mother, asking for news of himself and Rana. Erick was still acting as if everything was fine and lying about Rana.
However, when the mother mentioned about Rana who was in Indonesia, Erick turned agitated because of his thoughts.
Nope, no! Baby M must have seen it wrong. It is true, it is said that we have 7 twins in this world. That might apply to Rana and everyone else, except me, only one is available. Erick tried to convince his heart.
Unable to focus, Erick called his wife.
Drrruuuut,
[Hello,] there was that sound from a distance. Erick was relieved.
[Rana, are you okay?] Intentionally not straight to the point.
[Do you hope I'm okay?] not the answer, but the question he heard.
[Rana, are you angry? I hope not to get angry. Rana, tomorrow I'm going to Panama to pick you up.]
[No need to pick me up. I've checked my heart, and .. We're not supposed to be married.]
[Rana, don't joke.]
[I'm not kidding.]
[Ran, don't take marriage lightly.]
[You took this marriage lightly first.]
The mood changed gripping. Erick speechless.
Wanna say what? Erick can't think.
[Wait a minute, I'm coming to pick you up right now. And-] phone line disconnected.
Erick got out of his chair. Thank goodness today the work was done. He called his mother and ventured to ask for help.
[What's the matter, baby?]
[Mother, please, I need a helicopter to pick me up right now.]
[Okay, baby,] Mother does not want to be different. If you say okay, that means Erick has to go up to the roof, wait for the pilot to pick him up.
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Okay, abis! Bestie spirit....