
"Let's go." Tania pulled her husband's hand. He shriveled at the ferocious gaze of the two great-bodied guards.
"Later, I haven't seen Salma." Armand brushed his wife's hand.
"Don't be embarrassed here, Mom. Remember your original goal, we have painstakingly penetrated the procurement of consumption here lest you mess up. It could be that the contract was canceled before we put food in here." Tania whispered furiously.
"Look at you guys later!" threaten Armand on the two waist-rigged guards before following Tania's steps.
Like Mas Armand's voice, am I thinking about him?
Salma stared at the crowd watching him. Armand's shout penetrated into the filming location not far away.
"Salma, why?"
Armand's face in his daydream was replaced by the face of Space that suddenly stood before him.
"Ga there's nothing." Salma shook her head with a smile, "Sir is finished?"
"Already, if men do not need as much as women. How am I beautiful?" Angkasa tried to joke with both index fingers on his cheek.
"Mr Asa can do it. Mr. Angkasa handsome is not beautiful," said Salma.
The simple words that should sound normal if said by others, but the impact is great when Salma says it. Both legs of Space as if unable to support his body weight. He who initially wanted to tease Salma, turned instead he who was trembling.
As with Angkasa, the spontaneous speech he said made Salma wrong. Automatic both of them looked like big new children who smiled shyly at the cat after praising each other.
The sight certainly made Jane envious and cynical. He did not accept if a great Space, could be close to Salma who is a simple woman and does not have any advantages according to him.
"Let's see, it's starting to get weird, isn't it?" Jane is back to affect other players.
"It's really nice to see newcomers sok iyes like that woman," another timpal.
"So usually, most also use susuk or science luring to sell," added another.
"Amit-amit."
Jane smiled happily to be able to influence the other female players there.
"Isn't he your best friend, Jane?"
"Ga's close too, I happened to meet him during the selection of talented content creators. You know, goshoo first met him, I guess the helper of one of the content creators. It's not very nice, hick!"
"I wonder why he was chosen first. At that time, I thought it was the fortune, yes, yes, yes" continued Jane while looking at Salma and Angkasa who were still conversing.
"But now I have the same thoughts as you, Von. Maybe he had the knowledge to win the contest and was chosen as the main player in the film. Try to think," continued Jane. The women around Jane started talking about Salma. They nodded and looked cynically at the mother of the twins.
"Ayoo, the second scene was wasted." The assistant director exclaimed from behind the camera.
"Our scene, right?" Space stood with spirit. Time for a frame with Salma.
"Posisiii ready ..." exclaimed the director.
Angkasa put on his mask and stood among the other players. While Salma on stage holding mike, preparing to sing a song.
"Camera roll ... And action!"
"Cut! ... Sorry, Mr. Asa should have approached Mba Salma in the song reference section," said the director slowly.
"Sorry, sorry ... May be repeated again yes," said Angkasa nervously.
"If not who paid my salary, I spray already," grumbled Mr. Memet annoyed.
"Maklumin just sir, again in love," whispered Emran who had just arrived. It's no secret between Emran and Memet that their boss is going through second puberty. Mr. Emran shook his head while holding back his laughter.
"Sstt, Mr Emran is it true that Pak Asa is serious with the newcomer artist?" whispered Mr. Memet with his eyes still fixed on the camera screen that displays the scene of Angkasa observing Salma on stage.
"We'll see" Emran said with a mysterious smile.
"But I feel sorry for Mba Salma, she's been overflowing with almost one team on this film project." Memet whispered again.
"It's common, sir. Newcomers immediately get the main role, rumored with the owner of the production house who became the target of the artists. Anyone must be jealous."
"May Mba Salma be mentally strong. It's a pity that she's backing down let alone disappearing just because the gossip isn't obvious, because I see she's a potential woman." Mr. Memet peeked back from behind his camera.
"You look out for it." Emran patted Memet's shoulder before approaching Angkasa who had already completed one scene.
"Well, are you here?" the Ketus Space Force.
"Well, how does this Boss sir every time I come always asked what to do. He said he was told to keep an eye on the talent, so I don't need it here?"
"I'm here, you take care of me in the office," cast Angkasa ruthlessly. He sat on a bench that was reserved for him and then shifted the screen of his phone.
"Well, if there's no point in me here, I'll go home first."
"Eh, who asked you to come home? To Emran's office, replace me there it's still working hours." Space raised his eyes.
"Yes," said Emran lazy, "Had been begging to help make a story, if it has become gini to play throw away," continued Emran grumbled while walking away.
"Maaan ... Emraan!" There were not yet ten steps, the sound of Space shouting called out his name, "From now on!" Space raised his hand as he turned around.
"Still need me, Boss?" asked Emran lazily.
"Let's see this." Space showed the news online on his phone with a panicked face.
"Then why?" ask Emran casually.
"Kok why, how the hell are you. Why is there such news? Try to take care of it, Man."
"Not good, this kind of news can boost the selling point of this film, sir. People will be more curious, it will save on promotional costs. Besides like this is common every time we will launch a new production, why is it only now like a beard fire?"
Space clenched his mouth that had been open to chimed in Emran's words. True said his friend, he never bother with what happened below. Conflicts between players, hot gossip rolling up the case that led his players to the green table. For him as long as I poured funds, it was only natural.
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