Don't chase me, Beautiful!
Photo by Clarissa

Ayumi Charista, the girl name that makes Darren look upset. He walked into his father's house with his face bent.

"Why are you home? Are you accepted?" Lick Elisha was impatient.

"I'm late, Mom. So they won't accept my proposal," Rista tightened her cries.

"Hey, already. Don't cry, you'll hear the neighbors. Maybe you haven't worked there yet" Elisha calmed his daughter down.

"I really want to be a designer, Mom."

"Other work, if there is a vacancy in the fashion company you just apply again," said Elisa.

Rista wiped her tears. "I'm sorry, Mom!"

"I'm sorry, you didn't make a mistake. It's just not about luck, son."

"I can't ask for a photo of Clarissa Ayumi for Mom" Rista tried to keep her tears from falling.

"It's okay for Mom" said Elisha.

"Mom can't show off to our arrogant neighbor!"

"People who are like our neighbors need not be considered, just make dizziness," explained Elisha.

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The next day, Devan checked out some of the clothing designs that would be sent to the production section. Darren helped him too.

"It looks like we need some new designers" Devan said.

"What's wrong with the current one, Pa?"

"Very unattractive" Devan replied.

"Do we need the help of Mama or Raisa's sister to choose a prospective designer?"

"It's your job now" Devan replied.

"Me, Pa." Darren pointed at himself.

"In addition to choosing brand ambassadors, you are also looking for the best designers. Before they sell it to another company" Devan explained.

"How am I gonna find him, Pa?"

"Jeez, Darren. Make an ad or something, think. Not all Papa, this company must be released to you immediately" Devan replied.

"Later Darren will look for ideas to recruit the best designers" he promised.

Yuno rushed to Darren who came out of the room, she also gave a report about the new employee.

"Yuno, do you know where we can recruit the best designers?"

"If the best is certainly expensive with the honor, they must have a big name" replied Yuno.

"Where should I look for him? Papa's just a hassle," he murmured.

"What if you open auditions for new designers?"

"Audition?"

"We will find new designers with honors that are not too expensive but we get good and good results" replied Yuno.

"Yes, the idea you're offering is quite interesting," Darren agreed with his secretary's remark.

"Surely, sir." Smiling proud.

"Alright, I'll talk to the President about this later" Darren said.

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A few days later...

Darren enjoys the afternoon in a cafe. While working and sipping a cup of tea his eyes were fixed on a girl sitting alone not far from him.

Rista seemed to see people walking in front of him with his hands doodling the paper he was holding.

"What's he doing?" Inner Darren.

His eyes continued to look at the girl who was twisting her hair upwards until there was still a strand of hair covering her face.

I don't know why Darren was so curious about the girl who threw her car in a bottle.

Rista's friend who was just sitting at the side looked towards Darren. "It looks like the guy keeps staring here, do you know him?"

Rista followed his friend's view. "Come on, we're getting out of here!" He stood up and then passed.

Darren sees Rista go rushing to close his laptop then follows the girl's steps.

Rista walked away from the cafe until she hit someone else, leaving her bag strewn.

Darren who was behind him, saw the scattered paper full of pictures of clothing designs. He was about to pick up a piece of paper but his hand was brushed off.

"Don't touch mine!" His touch.

Darren immediately sprayed anti-germs onto the hand that Rista touched. It made the two girls in front of him feel astonished.

Rista and her friend rushed to collect the papers and the scattered items.

Darren left the cafe at a quick pace.

"He's a strange man!" Chirps Rista.

"Yes, are we so disgusting that he sprayed the liquid on his hands?" Ask friend.

While walking in a hurry to his car, Darren repeatedly wiped the back of his hand with a tissue even though he had sprayed liquid.

As soon as he got to the car, he remembered the scattered paper. "Why is the design so good?" ask in the heart.

Darren rushes down from the car looking for Rista's whereabouts but the girl is nowhere to be found. "I should have asked him, is that his original work or not?" muttered.

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The Artama Residence

Darren approached his parents who were chatting on the balcony of the house after dinner.

"Pa, I have an idea. Actually from Yuno, anyway!" Darren.

"What idea is she, son?" ask Clarissa.

"Yuno suggested the company open an audition for a new designer" Darren replied.

"So is it, too" Devan accepted his son's proposal.

"When are we going to open the audition?" ask Darren again.

"Fastly, because we need young designers and always keep up with the times" Devan replied.

"Good, Pa. Tomorrow we'll get back together" Darren said.

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A week after her job application was rejected by Arta Fashion employees. Rista returns to town A in search of luck.

Ayumi Charista or commonly called Rista while in town A not only to find a job but also to vacation and enjoy before his time spent in work.

Yes, this morning he went to a fruit and vegetable store to shop for his daily needs while hitchhiking at his friend's house.

As usual, he deliberately turned the road further into the store in order to be able to see the large building of Arta Fashion. He hopes to work and join the company.

This is the third time in City A, he passed the building. This morning, the atmosphere of the building was more crowded. A white luxury car entered the grounds with several people surrounding it.

Rista who from a distance momentarily stopped looking at the crowd of people.

Yes, Clarissa this morning came to Arta Fashion with her husband and son.

Seeing the arrival of Clarissa Ayumi, the girl ran after the artist to take pictures and autographs.

Not yet arrived, Rista had been confronted by security guards. "Where are you going, Miss?"

"I want to ask the woman for a photo!" Rista pointed towards Clarissa.

"No way, you're forbidden to approach him."

"Why?" ask Rista.

"Because he doesn't want to be disturbed" replied the security guard.

"It was not the Madam who did not want to meet but her husband who forbade approaching his wife" said the other security guard who spoke softly.

"You can't approach it let alone ask for photos, our job is at stake," explained the security guard who is thinner than his other friend who is big and a little fat.

"Mrs Clarissa Ayumi!" shout Rista.

Clarissa, her husband and son turned towards the voice.

"My mom idolizes you!" Rista said in a loud voice from a distance.

Clarissa smiled and waved her hand.

"May I take a picture with you?" shouted again.

Clarissa looked at her husband for permission.

Darren watched the girl who shouted calling out her mother's name. "Isn't that him?" inner asked.

Clarissa walked up to Rista, while her husband and son chose to enter the building first.

Four bodyguards surround Clarissa, providing protection to Arta Fashion's wife.

Rista who was approached by Clarissa smiled happily, he took a camera and took a picture together not to forget he took out a notebook whose sheet was empty, then asked for a signature. "Thank you, Madam!"

"Is there any more?" bargain Clarissa.

"No, Mistress. Again, thank you!"

Clarissa smiled, "Together, say hello to your mother."

"By pleasure, Madam."

Clarissa continued her steps towards the building.

Rista looked at the photo of herself and the artist on her phone. "Mommy must be happy, I got this!"

As soon as Clarissa was near her husband and son, Yuno immediately thrust out an anti-germ spray.

Clarissa was a little astonished and stared at the puzzled secretary of her son.

"Mr Darren told him, Madam!" yuno was without being asked.

Clarissa also thrust her palms together to spray Yuno. "Papa and the child are the same!" his gerrick.