Love Poems Cinderella Mask
Inculpation

"But this is unfair. I didn't commit any crime, why should I be fired?" said the girl did not accept the man's decision.

"Ask yourself why your fate could be this haphazard and after all, it's none of my business so go! I'm done with you!" Kevin drove off with a slow finger movement.

The HRD staff pulled Rika out of the room. The girl brushed off the staff's hands violently when she got outside. The man pointed out an exit direction and Rika followed that direction with an annoyed face and a stomping foot.

Kevin, in the room, began to check the files given by his staff. With a few quick checks he then closed it. He then put it in the desk drawer. "Maybe it can be useful someday" he said by leaning on the back of the chair and uniting the ends of his fingers. He again listened to his assistant's report of Gania's ongoing live concert at the time from the studio. He began to breathe a sigh of relief and focus on other work..

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Abra awoke and found the girl sleeping by sitting leaning against her bedside. Shasa slept in his arms peacefully.

Abra wanted to touch the girl's face but was afraid that she would suddenly wake up, so she enjoyed Shasa's sleeping face. But then he wanted to try to hold his hand which was on the side, but it woke the girl instead. Shasa opened his eyes.

"Darling, why don't you sleep on the couch?"

Half sleepy the girl raised her head. "I'm afraid you need me while I'm sleeping and I don't hear it."

Abra was again moved to hear the girl's words but at the same time made him restless. I want you here in my arms, but that's impossible, right? Don't make that silly sentence again or I'll die standing up expecting you. He sighed softly.

The girl looks surprised by the change in the face of Abra who looks restless. "What's up, brother?"

"Mmd? There aren't. Can I just hold your hand?"

"Mmd? Mm-h." The girl nodded.

There was a knock on the door. Then the door opened slowly. A man appeared with a pretty large and beautiful bouquet of flowers. Shasa immediately stood up to greet him.

"To Mr. Abraham Natawijaya from Indo TV," asked the man who was a flower courier.

"Yes, Mas," the girl replied while nodding. He received the proffered paper and gave the paraf before receiving the bouquet. The man then left.

"From who?" asked Abra to know.

"Mmh?" Shasa placed it on the nightstand and checked the cards. "From artist Gania Kak. His words 'may be healed soon'."

"Oh."

Sure oes. The artist saw firsthand how the iron floodlights hit the man, trying to figure out the whereabouts of the hospital where Abra was treated.

He did not get close because he saw from a distance after Abra met him.

He saw the man running towards a girl who was walking alone after the man suspected a lamp that was panning randomly as if the lamp was moving from its place and rightly so, the lamp fell a few seconds after the man pushed the girl away. But as a result, the man had a falling iron lamp that came off from a height of several meters above him.

Soon there was another knock at the door. Abra returns a bouquet of flowers which Shasa later receives.

"Who's Sha?"

"Artist Ivan Ramelan."

"Oh, who's hosting an afternoon gossip show."

Then one by one a bouquet of flowers and fruit baskets came to the room from several artists who had handled it as well as several companies that worked with the TV company. Some of her TV staff sent her a bouquet of flowers. Within an hour, the room began to be filled with submissions from various circles. Artists, sponsors, staff, there were even some artists who had never been met sending her flowers. Looks like it's friends of artist Gania.

"There are so many Sis," exclaimed Shasa who looked at the room that began to be crowded with the deliveries they got. The girl had to put most of the shipment on the floor because there was no longer any space available on the table.

But Abra did not care. "I want that orange. I want to eat an apple but you don't have a knife, do you?" The man pointed to one of the fruit baskets.

"Yes Brother." Shasa tore off the plastic packaging and picked up the fruit in question.

It sounds like Azan Ashar.

"Sister, I pray first," Shasa stepped towards the door.

"Yes. I also pray, leaning back." Abra put the orange next to him. Because the bed rest had been raised, Abra could pray in a sitting state. He prayed when the girl had left him after he had lived as well as he could.

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Rika threw her bag over the living room sofa. He also threw his buttocks sitting on the chair while folding his hands on his chest. The long haired girl scowled in annoyance.

The maid who had just opened the door of the house just looked at the girl and left her to go to the kitchen. He was lazy to deal with the girl, especially if the girl had a problem. Asking, it will only add to the problem.

At that time there was Damar in the middle room playing HP while smiling to see Rika who seemed annoyed at first glance had just passed her bad day back that day. He looked back at his cellphone. "You want to be questioned, right?" he said calmly.

Rika glanced at the dongkol, but indeed her ego was holding back to agree.

"Ok ... Why else?" Damar with a smile of victory shuts down his phone immediately. He shifted his focus to Rika.

"I don't know why people often misunderstand me. I didn't commit a crime, why doesn't anyone believe me?" The girl shrugged her shoulders.

Of course Damar had to hold back the laughter. Hownot? Who would believe the girl did the opposite. "So what do you think?"

"Eh, am I a good boy huh? Never made a problem. Someone who does not accept my treatment with others. I've been fair(fair) to other people. What I don't like is the treatment of people who are attracted to my personal life!" The girl tried to defend herself.

"Keep, should people believe that?"

"Yes must! They're just hurting my life so I act."

"Mmh!" Damar snorted violently.

"Lo what's the same problem with people?" Damar began to turn to his cellphone back.

"I'm angry to be accused of cheating! I've never done anything like that to anyone!"

The man looked. "Gue's starting to believe the same nonsense."

"Ah, you fuck!!" Rika throws a pillow at Damar which is greeted by the man's loud laughter while dodging.

"Yes, now help me cake!"

"What?"

"The new Shasa Address?" Damar put his hand out.

"Relieve it!" Rika immediately stood up and climbed the stairs.

"Ah, you cheat! I'm sorry, you're not helping me!"

"I thought!" The girl who had climbed the stairs.

The problem is, only Rika has the phone number Shasa and Bima are he, Shasa's phone number alone Damar does not have. How he got their phone number, he doesn't know.

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Kevin opened the door and entered the room.

"Where are you, Gania's concert?" cecar Abra when his stepbrother came in.

"I haven't rested yet" elak Kevin said as he entered. The room was filled with a sea of flower bouquets and fruit baskets in almost every corner of the room.

"Sorry Brother."

"Waw, where the hell has this been? Your fan?"

The words were met with Abra's laughter. "Client and artist only. The officer also sent me."

"Mk." Kevin still circled his gaze at every bouquet and basket that came.

In just a few months, his sister was well known to clients, artists and employees in his office. His capable work and flexible working style on everyone made TV ratings go up as the old CEO was replaced by his younger brother, and that made their father also satisfied with Abra's work. He himself was also proud of his brother's achievements that could raise the rating of their TV station so much better. "Have you had dinner?"

"Sister, we've both eaten." Abra spoke on behalf of both of them.

Shasa came out of the bathroom. "Oh, Brother Kevin." He nodded his head.

"Would you like to go home to the apartment? Let me take you. I happen to want dinner too." Kevin offered himself.

"Oh, I don't want to trouble Brother. I just want to go home, take a shower, and change clothes and come back here."

"It's okay I'll wait."

"But hasn't Brother eaten dinner yet?"

"Can you please accompany me?"

Shasa was worried because he was not very familiar with her but the man was willing to wait for her.

"okay?"

"Just go Sha. I'm fine on my own. Please just get me a loose change of clothes in my room or ask Kevin to get it" Abra said.

"Oh, let me get you, Shasa can take care of the business." Kevin offered to help.

"Yes, the fruit baskets are too many here, just take one to the apartment."

"OK." Kevin followed Abra's advice.

Shasa inevitably follows Abra's request. He went with Kevin. It was a little awkward for him to follow the man but on the other hand Kevin was very happy. The man now has a chance to go alone with Shasa. He carried one of the baskets of fruit just as Abra requested.

"Do you want me to help you install the seatbelt?" Kevin has already leaned in.

"Eh, can Brother," hurriedly Shasa pulled his own seatbelt, making the man move back into place.

"Eh, yes ...." The man was a little disappointed. He started the car and ran out of the hospital area. What do I have to say? I've never spoken well with a woman. Ah, stupid me! He cleared a minute. "I-I don't know where Abra's apartment is. Can you tell me the direction?" A little nervous Kevin asked.

"Oh, near TV station Brother." Shasa nodded politely.

"O-oh, surely you mean that new apartment huh?"

"Yes Brother."

Mmh, it's worth it he moved no one knows because it's close to the TV station apparently.

Before long they get to the apartment in question and Kevin parked his car in front of the building's yard. They then enter, take the elevator to the intended floor. They then enter Abra's apartment.

"This is Brother Abra Kak's room, I'm staying in your room?" Shasa after pointing at Abra's room, he entered the next room while Kevin put the fruit basket he had brought from the car onto the dining table.