Don't chase me, Beautiful!
The arrival of Rista's Grandmother
Rista squirms on the bed as the sun hits her face. He looked at the wall and pulled the blanket over and covered part of his body and closed his eyes again.
The sound of screaming calling his name was quite loud from the outside of his room. He nodded in surprise, then rushed down from the bed.
Rista opened her bedroom door, had stood an old woman with a 65-year-old face mimic.
"What time is it? Why just wake up?" his nag.
"Grandma, why are you here?" Rista looked astonished.
"What if it's here? You're not happy grandma came" he replied.
"No, Grandma. I'm happy instead" Rista hugged the woman.
Lusi pushed his grandson's body, "You stink so much. Go shower!"
"I still smell, Grandma. Last night I used perfume in almost one bottle" said Rista.
"Would you take a shower with that?" sindir Lusi's.
"No, Grandma. I was having dinner last night with the future in-laws" replied Rista.
"What exactly?" Susi curious.
Elisha who heard the chatter of two women rushed over. "Mom, let's have breakfast. Rista, you go there!"
"Yes, I haven't had breakfast yet" said Luci and followed her daughter to the dinner table.
Elisa serves breakfast at the table.
"Do you know Rista's future-in-law?" ask Lusi.
"No, Ma. He was delusional" answered Elisha lying.
"It's a pity that she already wants to have a prospective husband until she has to fantasize like that" explained Lusi.
Elisha just smiled faintly.
Rista walked out of her room with a face of sumringah. He sat next to his mother.
"Did your job make you so tired?" ask Lusi to his grandson.
"No, Grandma. In fact I am very happy," replied Rista smiling.
"What company do you work for?" Susi curious.
"In the field of fashion in accordance with the science that I learned," replied Rista.
"Yes, what's the name of the company?" ask Lusi.
"Mom, Rista, let's get eaten. It will be cold" said Elisha.
Rista and Lusi finally enjoyed their homemade breakfast.
"How do I tell Rista, huh?" inner Elisha.
Finished breakfast Lusi wanted to wonder at his granddaughter but Elisha immediately told his daughter to wash the dishes.
"El, where's your daughter actually working?" ask Lusi.
"AZ Fashion, Mom." Answer lies.
"Oh."
"May I never ask Rista again" she hoped inwardly.
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Coincidentally still off office, Rista went for a walk with Sella. Yes, they will hang out at the cafe enjoying coffee and looking for ideas for the design.
"How was your dinner with the President's family?" Sella opened the conversation.
Rista smiled, "They're so good!"
"Lucky for you, getting a guy like Mr. Darren" he said.
"This is just the beginning, Cell. The journey is still long, hopefully everything goes well" hoped Rista.
"What are there obstacles?"
"We're just in a relationship, it's definitely going to be a trial. Only my mother ever said don't talk honestly to Grandma anything, '" replied Rista. As she was doing the dishes again, Elisha said so.
"What if you're telling the truth?"
"I don't know, I asked the reason but I never told him" Rista replied.
"I think Elisha's Aunt has a big secret" Sella said.
"Yes, it makes me curious" said Rista.
"What if the secret is related to your relationship?" guess Sella.
"It's impossible, our families didn't know each other before" Rista replied.
"It can be" Sella said.
"You don't scare me. Darren's family is very rich, there's no way we have a problem with them" Rista said.
"True, too. Hopefully the secret has nothing to do with the President" Sella hoped.
"Hopefully, for my love journey to go smoothly," Rista smiled expectantly.
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Elisa and her mother enjoy television together. There was no chatter, he deliberately avoided it so as not to be bored talking about his daughter.
"Did Rista already know about Arta Fashion?" ask Lusi.
"Already, Mom."
"Good, if he knows. Do not let our families be bound by work relationships or anything with the company," said Luci.
"Yes, Mom."
"You never know how much you suffered at that time" replied Lusi.
Elisha was silent, and he would not say any more. Maybe the outpouring of his mother's heart will be long.
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Arta Fashion Building
Rista and Sella go together to cross paths with Natasha who also just came down. However, the woman chose silence and was reluctant to say hello. It's never usually like that.
Shortly after, Darren went down with Yuno. They were behind the women.
"That's Natasha, don't you want to say hello?" ask Darren.
"No."
"Why?"
"You want me and him to be the talk of one building?"
"Not really, what's wrong with greeting her?"
"It's not wrong, I'm just not ready" Yuno replied.
Sella looks back and sees her boss, "Rista, your future husband!" the cleplos.
Instantly the people around them turned their heads because they heard the words including Natasha.
Rista narrowed her eyes at her best friend.
Sella just smiled.
"Who is Rista's future husband?" Natasha inwardly looked at the two men behind her.
Yuno waved to the people before her with a smile, all of them replying with a smile as well but not with Natasha who chose to turn her face around then walking quickly into the studio.
"He's jealous!" Darren said slowly.
Yuno smiled with satisfaction.
As soon as she reached the studio, she placed her bag roughly on the table making the makeup team shocked.
"Quick the makeup!" his orders.
"Good, Miss." Two women who became fairies sped up her work.
Natasha also urged the photographer to take her picture.
Nearly two hours later, the shoot was finally over. Without waiting for her manager and assistant, Natasha hurriedly stepped out. He used the elevator to go downstairs, was about to push the button the man he wanted to avoid even entered with him.
Natasha intends to get out but Yuno quickly presses the button all the way to the top floor.
Looking at the number that Yuno suppressed made Natasha's eyes turn on the man. "I'm going downstairs!"
Yuno remained silent.
Natasha clenched her hands together, staring at the annoyed man beside her.
"You're so ugly like that!" Yuno said without staring.
"Let me be ugly, what care about you!" said ketus.
The elevator stopped on the 7th floor with no activity at all. Except, it's full of piles of stuff.
The door opened, Yuno pulled Natasha's hand out.
"Hey, what do you want? Don't fuck around, yeah!" hardik Natasha's.
Yuno didn't bully him.
"Take me off!" his yell.
Yuno took Natasha to the top of the building.
"Would you bring me here?" ask Natasha who is starting to get scared.
Yuno looked at the astonished, confused and anxious Natasha.
"Hey, are you crazy? I'm asking you, why bring me here?" with high notes.
"Do you like me?" Yuno stared with a serious look.
"No!" Natasha threw away her face.
Yuno walked over to the woman.
"Hey, what do you want?" Natasha was getting nervous.
"Say?"
"Say what?" Natasha looks confused.
"Do you like me?" ask Yuno again.
Natasha's phone rang she rushed open her bag and picked it up. "Hello, Brother!"
Yuno quickly grabbed Natasha's phone. "He's with me. Don't worry about it too much!" then he hung up the phone.
"Hey, why did you answer that?" natasha protest.
"Can't really?" Yuno asked back.
The wind blew quite fiercely as it was above the building roofed the sky, making the strands of Natasha's hair cover her smooth face.
Yuno touched Natasha's face and removed the woman's hair and slipped it in her ear.
That touch made Natasha's heart beat fast.
"You nervous?" Yuno smiled.
Natasha was silent.
"I love you!"