Love Poems Cinderella Mask
Mask Party

Shasa was busy writing something in her notebook until she was unaware someone entered her room carefully.

"Well ...." The girl took the book.

"Yes ... Brother."

"Write the poem mulu, so you are not pinter-pinter. Ngayal keeps his luggage." Rika tried to see what Shasa had written. "What's this, 'to twilight' ...."

"Ah, Brother." Shasa tries to reclaim the book out of embarrassment, but Rika is able to avoid it.

Rika even hid it behind her back. "Udah ah! Why do you write this. I don't know!" He threw the book on the bed.

Shasa was about to take it, but Rika was occupying it instead. "Sister." He could only stand in front of the bed.

"Mending you me."

"Where?"

"Mask party tonight."

"What party is it, brother?"

"Party for the girls meeting."

"Pake that mask?"

"Yes," Rika nodded.

"Well, if so, how's the acquaintance?"

"Lho, it was precisely the party of the wealthy Sha people, who were looking for a girlfriend or future wife there. If it fits, then find out."

"No, no, sister." Shasa was still toying with the pen in hand.

"Should! You should come, if Papa doesn't want me to go."

"Somehow did you go to such a party, sister? I have a boyfriend, Bima. Cute, rich too. If you later get another guy there, Bima sister want to be accompanied?"

"Bima is just a spare. He's not very rich. I want to have a rich boyfriend and his son the owner of the company."

"Pity is Brother Bima Kak" persuaded Shasa.

"Kak Bima also know if I become serep. Besides, he's coming tonight, too" Rika explained.

"And we just graduated from High School Kak, should we not think about work or college?" Shasa tried to divert the conversation.

"I followed you. You're not in college, I'm not in college either."

"Yes, don't do it, brother. Just go to college, if I want to work because there's no cost."

Rika frowned looking at Shasa. "And Papa wants to pay you for college."

"Yes, but I want to pay for my own college so I want to work first."

"Well, I want to work, too."

"Sister, don't do it." Shasa grabbed Rika's hand because she felt guilty.

Rika. "Likes me dong, I want to go to college what not," said Rika sewot.

Shasa fell silent.

"You're in for the malem, anyway," Rica insisted.

"No, no, sister." Shasa shook his head.

Rika picked up the book she was sitting on. "This book I confiscated. If you don't want to go, I'll burn it."

"Kakak ..." - Shasa. He knew his cousin never messed around talking. It must happen what he wants otherwise he will rampage and damage Shasa's belongings.

The veiled girl had no other choice because since her parents died 2 years ago from an accident, she was taken by Om and his Tante and lived in that house.

"Where?"

"Yes ...." Shasa.

Suddenly the door opened. A head came out from behind the door. "What the hell, so noisy from earlier!" A young man frowned curiously.

"Oh, Brother Damar. No papa Kak," Shasa said politely. Damar is Rika's sister. While Rika is the same age as Shasa is only a month older until she wants to be called Big Brother by Shasa.

"Mk." Damar looked at Rika. "Why are you doing Ka?"

"There's nothing" said the girl, pretending.

"Mc ...." His eyes narrowed suspiciously at Rika. "Yes already." He then went out and closed the door.

"Ntar malem anyway? Papa doesn't want me to go even with Bima. Papa trusts you more."

Shasa just kept quiet while pursing his mouth.

"Well, don't go." Rika came out with Shasa's notebook.

Evening has arrived. Shasa is confused to see Rika bring the same clothes for him. Material pants and long-handed blouses when Rika most do not like long-handed clothes and also not veiled.

"Sister started wearing a hijab?" Shasa smiled.

"Just boy. I don't know, use this."

"Well, why use this?"

"So we can be twins."

"Twin?"

"hey are. Later if I don't like my partner, I can say I'm you."

"Sir ...."

"Udah, don't be noisy! Just do it."

Shasa pursed his mouth but did not dare to argue. All I thought about was how the book came back. Then she changed clothes and dressed up.

Rika is not so smart to put on a hijab because that Shasa fix her hijab. "It has to be exactly the same."

"Yes." Yeah."

The sound of a car horn sounded.

"Yes, the talk. Let's go!" Rika pulls Shasa's hand.

"So soon Brother." Shasa picked up the handbag that was on top of the bed then they ran outside the room. They had met Papa Rika in the living room.

"Where are you guys going?"

"To the Mask Om Party."

"Ih." Rika had glared towards Shasa at a glance. "Eh, it's Pa, school farewell." He gave his sweetest smile.

"Oh ... Don't come home too late, will you?" The middle-aged man sipped from his teacup.

"Yes. Go the same Brother Bima kok Om."

Papa Rika just smiled flatly.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikum salam" said Papa Rika.

Rika pulled Shasa's arm to quickly get out. "Come on! Long time very lo, use a stale base of everything."

"Astaghfirullah. Yes Brother," Shasa simply complies.

At first glance the girl snickered angrily at Shasa.

Outside it turned out that Bima had been waiting for them. A handsome young man. Her skin was pure white with a sharp nose. This man already has his own business, an advertising company although not large.

He accidentally gets acquainted with Rika when the girl accompanies her friend to an advertising model. He mistakenly thought Rika was the model who signed up because the girl was very beautiful.

"Night Brother," Shasa said to her.

"Eh, night." Bima hoped Rika would greet him but the girl went straight into the car without saying anything. "Eh, let's go in." The man offers Shasa to sit in his car.

"Eh yes Brother." Shasa sat in the back.

The car drove to the highway.

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"Oh, Ron. Finally(finally) ...." The man opened the door of the car that had just been parked in front of him. "Where else are we going?" He sat next to the man driving the car.

"I haven't been to Jakarta in a long time. I heard there is a Mask Party that is very famous for being visited by many Young Executives. Reportedly it's where they're looking for a girlfriend or even a future wife." Ronny runs his car with a smile.

The handsome man laughed at his bule friend. "You looking for entertainment or a riot anyway? We're so young why think of such a complicated thing? What else is a place like that, your fault is even dating someone's wife, Ron."

"Bra, you're too complicated. Life is just fun, don't think about it. I just want to know what that place is like. What we got there, it doesn't matter. Are we looking for entertainment? If we don't get it there, we'll look elsewhere. Ok?"

Abra nodded. "OK!"

Elsewhere, Rika and Shasa enter a star-rated hotel, but only the two of them descend while Bima does not.

"Sister, pity Kak, when Kak Bima was left in the car alone," Shasa pity Bima.

"Ck, noise! Follow what I said." Rika pushes Shasa into a passageway. On the fork there was a table that was slightly indented into the. There Rika reports and then gets two masks. He gave one to Shasa. "Will we split up?" The girl put on the half-golden face mask immediately.

"Eh, my brother is scared." He held Rika's hand.

The girl brushed it off. "What hell! Nobody knows you here, anymore. Also your face should not be afraid." He put the mask on Shasa's face. "Trust me! No one's gonna see you weird."

"So what should I do?" ask Shasa lugu.

"There must be plenty of food. I just paid online anyway," Rika directly pushed Shasa through the door in front of her.

Reluctantly Shasa stepped forward. The lights in the big room were slightly dim. There were flickering lights shining through the room and the music was a little loud. Gold masked people crowded around looking for his own busyness. Some are looking for food, drinks, chatting on the sofa chairs are available even up to the balcony outside.

They are mostly young couples with their own masks. From his attire looks them the Young Executives as they come in their office clothes.

However, Shasa and Rika instead become a concern inside the party for wearing a hijab. Her image hijab is ta'aruf. Their existence there even became a magical spectacle.

Rica is wrong. He should not have brought the veiled Shasa who eventually made him look the wrong costume at the party. He immediately approached the dining table and looked very upset. He drank the first glass of water he saw.

"Sister."

"Udah ah, noise!" Rika was upset and disappointed.

Shasa just kept quiet, not knowing what to do.

"Eh, pretty ladies. Can I get acquainted?" A man dressed in a black suit with a white shirt inside came thrusting a hand at Shasa. The girl looks confused.

Rika quickly grabbed the masked man's hand. "May be."

The man happily pulled Rika away. Shasa was left alone. He tried to watch her eat and take one of them. He started eating it.

"Eh, miss ...."

Shasa turned his head and looked at the big tall man with very seductive muscles. Without a cue he rushed away, even bumping into a man in front of him.

"Oh."

"Eh, sorry." Shasa nodded his head without looking at the man in front of him then immediately left.

The man was surprised and turned to the friend beside him. "There's a veil too."

Ronny laughing. "Well, Bra? We don't know what we can find here. You'll have fun, believe me.(you'll be happy, trust me.)"

"You look young, don't you? How oldyou? Are you managing your own business?" The man with Rika started to wonder.

Well, start getting complicated. Why talk about business anyway, it looks like what cashier, until it has to mengkomongi effort? Well ... I have to say what is this?

Suddenly the hp rang. Rika finally has a chance to leave the boring man and pick up her phone, but she is not careful when taking out her phone which instead makes her drop something. Shasa's notebook.

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