Love Poems Cinderella Mask
Assistance

"Why you?" Abra watched Shasa who had just been silent as if daydreaming.

Shasa. "Mmd? Uh ... no." He tried to look ahead, but then he realized he was far from his office. Where are they going? "Where are we going to eat, sir?"

"Are you hungry?"

"Not yet."

"OKs. Can you help me for a second?"

"What help sir?"

The car entered an apartment building. Shasa still looked confused by his destination. The car is parked not far from the entrance.

"We're going to the apartment, sir?"

"Yes, my apartment."

"Mmh?"

Abra got out of the car followed by the girl hesitantly.

"What are we going to do here, sir?"

Abra, who was waiting for Shasa in front of his car, immediately grabbed the girl by the hand and took her inside the building. "We're dating right now?"

"Pa-dating?" Shasa looked at the man wide.

Suddenly the tall man stopped his steps before the girl and smiled. "Why? We're pretending."

"Oh, yes pretend ...." Shasa slightly smiled in relief.

Abra poked the girl's nose. "Why are you so tense?"

"Eh, mmm," The girl tried to laugh.

Abra could feel the girl was still awkward. Finally he took off his hand and replaced it by pushing the girl's back to the front of the elevator.

"Do you know why we should be together?"

Shasa shook his head.

"We will be photographed and recorded for an advertisement. The ad depicts a couple advertising a product. Well, since we don't know each other, we have to get closer to each other so that when shooting, it's not rigid and we really look like lovers."

"His pretence?" said the girl with a face.

Abra smiled back. Original, dating you too I want, Inner Abra. "Yes, pretend."

Elevator door opens. They then joined the others into the elevator. Abra puts the card in front of the sensor device and then presses the button.

Shasa realized something. "Why are we here for?"

Door opens. Abra again pushed the girl out with him. "And I said earlier, I'm asking for help."

"Solicit what please?"

They had been standing in front of the man's apartment door. Abra unlocks the door and pushes it. "This is my apartment, but it's not complete."

Shasa stepped inside, but when Abra closed the door, he was shocked. "Oh, why ...."

"Mmd? Why the hell?" Abra still doesn't understand.

"Eh ...." The girl looks agitated.

Abra looked towards the door and Shasa took turns. "Oh, don't be afraid. I won't do anything to you."

"Eh ...."

"I only ask for the company of home furniture shopping. Can you?"

"Mmd? Furniture shopping?"

"Yes, because I just bought this apartment yesterday, but I've bought a bed, a dining table and a sofa. The rest I don't know."

"As needed by the Father."

"Don't say Mr. Dong, it's a story we're dating," Abra said to Shasa.

"Oh, yes," The girl's face was not as stiff as it was, although still awkward.

"Let's take a look around this room first. What else do you want to do I have to shop for."

Shasa then looked through the room from the kitchen, veranda to the bedroom. "Can I come in?" He pointed to Abra's bedroom.

Abra who was sitting on the sofa chair while looking at his HP turned his head. "just enter. Nothing but a bed."

The girl then opened the door of Abra's room and looked inside. Not long after he came out.

"Have you?"

"It's Sir."

Abra smiled looking at the girl.

"Eh, sister," Shasa rectified her own words timidly.

"Come on."

They get out, get down and get back in the car.

"We'll eat first, okay?"

Car out and back on the road. "What do you want to eat?"

"What is it, brother."

"Don't want what, is that it? Is it the boyfriend who pays?"

Shasa laughed softly. "What a brother, I don't have a problem."

"When do you eat on the side of the road?"

"Yes, no problem."

Abra glanced at the girl from the mirror above her head. Why is this girl 180 degrees different from her cousin?

"Eating on a ketoprak?" Shasa pointed to the ketoprak cart which was not far from the car park.

Abra laughed immediately. "No, we're going to eat at this restaurant." He pointed to the restaurant that looked expensive in front of them. Japanese food restaurants.

"Oh, sorry." Shasa looks embarrassed because of the origin of guessing when their car parked in front of the restaurant.

Then they eat there. Shasa found out, some of the names of Japanese food in the restaurant and it made Abra wonder. Is he really a rich kid too?

"Mmh, sorry. I heard from Rika, your parents are both dead, right?"

Shasa who was just about to pick up sushi with her chopsticks stopped. He pulled his chopsticks and nodded his head. He bowed.

"I'm sorry, but we need to get to know each other." Actually Abra did not have the heart to ask it but considering the ad, they must get to know each other by first starting from their past. "I lost my mother in high school."

Shasa raised his head slightly surprised. It looks like the net is glazed.

"You don't seem to get along with Rika?"

"Oh, uh, that's ...." Shasa confusedly answered. He immediately blinked his eyes. It was actually uncomfortable for him to tell his family's disgrace.

"I don't get along with my Stepmom either."

Shasa was surprised. He did not expect that the man's life story was not as good as it seemed.

"After my mother passed away, I moved to America and went to school there and it was only a few months that I returned."

"So your father has a wife of two? Uh, sorry." Shasa closed his mouth.

"Yes. You're lucky, you just don't get along with your cousin. If i'm. She's my Stepmother, where she's my parents. I'm forced to budge by moving into an apartment."

"I'm the same, brother. Damar and Rika, I don't know what they want because everything I do is always wrong. Uh. .. how am I supposed to confide." Shasa closed his mouth again.

Abra smile. "We seem to have the same fate. Can I be your friend?"

"Eh, but Brother is already my girlfriend. Uh?" The girl looks confused.

Abra couldn't hold the rut. This girl is so funny. "I'm your pretended girlfriend. Am I a real boyfriend, how?"

"Mmh?" Instantly, the girl's heart beat fast. That sentence made his heart rustle strangely. Something he had never felt before.

"I'm just kidding, why are you so tense?" asked Abra who was still laughing. Actually he was just a fad but somehow on the other side he also hoped. "May I know your phone number?"

"Oh, it's Brother." Shasa mentions his mobile number and Abra notes on his HP. Finally, the man got the girl's phone number.

Lunch went well as the girl opened up to Abra. They start to look familiar.

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An expensively dressed middle-aged woman came to the TV station. He was confused about which direction he wanted to go. He looked at Rika who was carrying things past him and asked, "uh, for a moment. You know where the boardroom is?"

Is this an artist or what? It's like a rich man but don't you see if I'm in trouble? Mending was helped, but she did, huh.

"Dec? " ask the woman again.

"Do not know Mom, I'm new here," he answered ketus while bringing back 4 plastic bags containing rice boxes for the broadcast room on the 2nd floor. He left the woman alone.

Uh ... judges that's an employee! Watch out, I tell Kevin just knew the feeling, the woman's mind was upset.

"Eh, Mommy." A TV station employee recognized him. "You haven't been here in a long time. Healthy mom? " ask the man's officer.

"Oh yeah, I'm healthy, just I forgot the way to Kevin's office. Can you tell me where?"

"Oh, I'm straight from here." The man told him so that the woman could go there by herself while the man saw Rika talking to Kevin's mother, and chased after the girl. "Hey, just talked to the polite old man a little dong!"

"Oh, Brother. Excuse me. I was tired of carrying a lot of boxed rice but suddenly Mom stopped me. Kan males again bring Kak if it's stopped that way," lamented the long-haired girl was upset.

"Here you have to be polite to everyone, no matter who is old or young because you don't know who you're going to meet" the man advised.

"Who is he?" Rika half sneered.

"He's Mr. Kevin's mother, our Marketing GM."

"The GM is many. Not the owner, right?"

"It's precisely Mr. Kevin is the subsidiary owner of this TV station company."

"Lho, isn't it Mr Abra?"

"Yes, Mr. Abra too but they're half-brothers."

"What's? Stepdad?" Rica's surprised.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Is there any family working here?" Rika is back.

"Nothing, just the two of them."

"So Mr Kevin Mr Abra's brother?"

"Yes, right. Ah, why is this hour even gosipin people anyway? It's already! Work, work!" The man left Rika alone.

So if Mr Abra Shariri's sister, he got nothing dong? Ah, crap! Why don't I approach his brother, that man is also not less handsome than Mr. Abra. Ah, fuck Mr Abra! Rika frowned and pursed her mouth. He folded his hands on his chest.

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Door knocked. "Kevin?" A middle-aged woman appeared from behind the door.

The man was shocked and immediately stood up. He stepped near the door. "Mom, I'm not calling first."

The woman put her cheeks together, right and left. "Mother's lazy at home, there's no Daddy and also Diadra so I'm here. Accompany Mom for lunch?"

"Oh, yeah, but then Mom, Kevin's coming home after lunch?" Kevin buttoned his suit.

"Yes, not papa. Where is your secretary going? You fired? Which one to how many?" ask Kevin's mother while walking out with her son.

"In this month it's 2. It doesn't work. So I fired."

"Kevin, it's only the 11th and you've fired 2 secretaries? Come on, don't be too perfect at work, later you hassles yourself. This isn't looking for a future wife, is it?"

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Shasa was busy putting up Abra's bed sheets while waiting for things to come to the apartment while Abra went to her house to get clothes. He was so happy to help the man because he felt the same fate as Abra. It is also the one who recognizes them. The man also turned out to be very nice and also. For some reason, being a girlfriend pretending that man alone also pleases her heart. It was as if the world was full of blooming flowers.