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"Look at him, I suspect he has a heart for you." Tia observed Angkasa who was queuing up to order food together with the twins. Occasionally three men of different ages were joking in front of the cashier's desk.

Salma did not dare to answer, in fact he felt the same but was afraid of hoping too high.

"If he's serious, what are you?" Tia looked at her sister-in-law. He knew both Angkasa and Salma were each interested. But the doubt is that the women around the man are not playfully beautiful and popular. Tia did not want her sister-in-law to suffer a broken heart for the second time.

"Where is it possible." Salma laughed fakely. Her brother-in-law's question had increased her heart rate quickly.

"I said I wish."

"According to Mba Tia?" Salma was embarrassed.

"Hehehe, it's true that you like him." Tia laughed happily, her lure hit the target.

"Ga funny ah." Salma's lips pursed, her hands ready to pinch her sister-in-law.

"I order this, hopefully to taste." Salma's hand, which had been raised, fell back as Angkasa and the twins approached them.

"Thank you, the important thing is that kids love it. We like it too." Tia's lips still left a smile the result of teasing Salma. Angkasa who had always received a reaction and response judes from Brother-in-law Salma, immediately cheered inwardly.

"Pak Angkasa's girlfriend is not jealous, if you see eating a girl like this?" Tia started to stall her bait.

"Daughter? who?"

"It's common for famous people, official spouses to be hidden. Whose way, whose marriage is the same. Know it's crowded on social media wedding news." Tia kept gushing her bait. There is no work bond and any relationship, making him lightly convey anything.

"Whose official partner, Mba? Well, there's news on social media about me, I don't even know." The space is starting to get nervous.

"Loh, I don't know who her boyfriend is. Recognize, bring it to the public let it not to misunderstand. If it's too good, there'll be a lot of baper girls all." Tia laughed at Space's misbehaving reaction. He also ignored Salma's leg kicking under the table.

"Hehehe, right too." A small laugh with his head nodding confirmed Tia's words. Seeing it as much as disappointment and fear of loss appeared in Salma's heart.

The dinner was passed by Salma with an uncomfortable feeling. His efforts offset the joy of Space. The more happy the man looked, the more suspicious and hurt his heart.

The days of finishing filming were getting heavier. Space is too good and friendly to anyone, both men and women make Salma can not guess who the woman in question Angkasa.

"Mr ... Mba Salma's." A light pat on his shoulder resuscitated him from the reverie.

"Yes, why?"

"It's already started taking in the second location."

"Oh yeah, thank you." Salma walked towards the set without any spirit. These few days, seeing the smile of Angkasa getting wider, making his mind go everywhere.

As usual, the existence of Angkasa on the set was like sugar inviting ants. Where there is Angkasa where the women gathered trying to attract his attention.

Not yet seen his figure, baritone voice accompanied by giggling flirtatious women were already heard at the end of the corridor. Unfortunately it feels like Salma passed that way, the eyes of the women there as if saying 'Hey look, not only you can get close to Mr. Angkasa, so do not be big heads!'

The sound of shoes collided with the floor, making the women and Angkasa turn towards him. Salma kept her head down, pretending to focus on her mobile phone. As the voice of the rafters began to sound, Salma persisted in not raising her head.

"Salma, are you going to the location?" space Tease.

"Eh, yes." Not feeling so raised his head, he had almost passed the woman who swarmed Angkasa.

"We're both." Space stood up from his seat and walked with Salma.

"Sir, we're left behind." A coquettish and spoiled voice called out from one of the women behind.

"Excuse me, Mr. Angkasa please prepare in position." Pak Memet's assistant politely invited Space. His special treatment was intended only for him.

Space read the script with a smile expanded, gradually his smile dimmed changed with wrinkles on the forehead.

"Sir Memet, here for a minute." Space moved his index finger calling his flagship director.

"Yes, sir, is there a problem?"

"This scene, sir, seems to be a bad fit." Angkasa's forehead grew increasingly wrinkled plus he rubbed his chin.

Mr. Memet took the script from his boss' hands and read it carefully. He repeatedly read but found no discrepancy, "Which is it, sir?"

"This one, try to read the narrative 'Marcel grasped Nabila's hand, his eyes looked at the shahdu face of ayu exposed to moonlight. He asked, Do you really want to marry me? Nabila nodded with a smile and glazed eyes. Marcel hugged tightly and kissed Nabila's forehead while saying I love you." Angkasa read out the introductory narrative of the scene with great emphasis.

"Yes, it's like that. Then which part doesn't fit, sir?"

"Pak Memet, this is an important scene of Marcel's process of proposing to Nabila, right?"

"true." Mr. Memet still looked at his boss confused.

"So it must be more memorable and romantic, which makes the audience touched and can not forget this scene."

"What's that like, sir?" Mr. Memet scratched his head even more confused.

"What kind of shit, the director isn't me. Look, this is Mr. Memet when he proposed to his wife how?"

"I used to propose to his mother's children, coming to the same house the family brought as much as it contained cakes, dresses, shoes, money, clothes and--"

"No, that's not what I meant. That means when Mr. Memet was alone with his future wife and asked to get married, what happened." The sky is getting impatient and emotional.

Mr. Memet thought for a moment, then replied hesitantly, "Ga nothing happened, sir."

"Look, I want a plus scene," said Angkasa firmly.

"Added what and in what part, sir?"

"Here, after Nabila nodded and smiled ... Then kiss." Angkasa's face was red, but he was still trying to appear calm and authoritative.

"Kiss? It's there, kiss the forehead." Mr. Memet pointed to the writing above the script.

"Not that, just scribble. Kiss the lips" continued Angkasa quickly before his courage was lost.

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Stop by yuk to my other finished novel. Title: Your cold CEO belongs to me

“I Love You Alexander!” hanum yelled at the handsome guy dribbling a basketball during a friendly at his school. The incident made it a laughing stock for all the students in the school, because he was old-fashioned and tacky and unattractive, dared to express love to Alexander, who was not happy, a handsome man inherits the largest property company in his area.

“What are your advantages besides oil production on your face and excessive fat pile?”

“Alexander, I make sure all the babies I give birth to will call you Papa,” Hanum said.

It wasn't Hanum by name, if it couldn't get Alexander Putra, the cold CEO to his knees before him.