Love Poems Cinderella Mask
Denies

"Pa, I want to raise this child. Please help me, Pa ...." Rika came crawling and hugging her father's legs.

"But you need a husband, Rika."

The girl shook her head and raised her head. "No need for Pa. I can raise her myself."

"Rika, you can't. Come on, tell Papa so Papa can talk to him."

Rika nodded back. "I broke up Pa, I want to raise her myself." He took off the hug.

"That man should be in Rika's charge, you should get married."

"There are so many people who have children but do not have husbands" said Rika.

"RIKA, Papa doesn't like you imitating something bad!!" With a loud voice Adam stood up from his seat.

Rica's down.

"Tell Papa, who is it!!" Back Papa snapped.

Rika again cried to hear Papa's scream that was enough to make him shocked. Papa hasn't snapped at him in his entire life.

"Rome ...." Papa sighed by emphasizing his voice. Only this time he was so emotional in Rika's attitude that covered the identity of the father of her baby, but usually he could control himself at every hard reaction of his son every time he advised the girl. Maybe because this concerns Rika's life and she feels the need. Even after that he felt sorry. "Papa should also tell both your parents" he muttered while scratching his forehead.

"Paaa, not Pa. Don't drive me out of here." Rika is begging. He cried bitterly while holding Papa's leg.

"But they deserve to know, Rika, and one more. You must get married! I don't want you to embarrass this family. It's you or Papa talking to that man!" Adam left the room immediately.

Rika is back in tears. She approached him and took him to the bed. He rubbed Rika's head. "Ka, I mean Papa well. You must have a husband in charge of you and your child. Think about how people view you if you don't have a husband. Not only are people's views bad about this family but also about you, and surely you don't want that to happen, do you? Papa loves you but please, help him at least feel relieved to have raised you even if you can't be proud."

Hearing that, the girl's cry broke. Mom sat down next to the girl and hugged her. Warm.

"You ladies. Appreciate yourself so that others will respect you, too, mmh?" Mama pulled Rika's long hair that started to advance forward.

The girl nodded in her tears.

"Now you're on college leave?"

The girl nodded back while hugging the woman. "Mrs ...."

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"Hello Honey(honey)."

"Honey?" Shah Shasa wrinkled.

"That's Honey. I'll pick you up for lunch and shop."

"Shopping? What shopping?"

"Shop dinner, baby, you're going to cook."

"Book?"

"Honey, we're gonna learn to be husband and wife so you learn to take care of me and the house while I'm the one who picks you up and gives you some shopping money." There was a laugh of Abra at the end of there.

"Yes, you are there." The girl's face was red, even though she was in the office.

"Eh, that's right. I'll pick you up, baby."

"But the purchase is right back home from the office?"

"It's up to you, honey. See you later."

Shasa hung up the phone with a smile on the foreskin. He looks around where his office friends who steal hear pretend to be busy with their respective work. The girl smiled back to herself.

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"What do you want to eat?" Shasa stood in front of the meat shelf. "Chicken again?"

"Mmh, I can."

"But I ate chicken. How not to be bosen?"

"Can be cooked all sorts. I was eating steak, I could keep frying soy sauce, fried flour, made soto, dibalado, macem-macem anyway!"

"Can it taste the same?"

"That's my heart to you."

"Ih, it's pinter now, huh?" But no doubt the girl's face was red.

"I'm special for you, baby." Abra smile.

"Ih, lie!" The girl's cheeks turned red.

"Yes, really. Especially for this ad, I learned a lot. I have no experience so look around the internet how to make the marriage relationship last and it turns out yes ... the relationship must remain the same as when they first dated so that the husband and wife relationship remains close."

"Mc ...." Although it was just pretend but Shasa looked happy. "But we've never been together."

"How is that? Have we ever dated?"

She was asked as soon as the girl became embarrassed. "Lt!"

"Yes, yeah, sorry baby, I was just kidding." Abra laughed softly as he put his hand on the girl's arm. He slightly bowed as he placed his chin on the girl's shoulder and glanced at her face. "Any anger?"

Shasa scowled.

"Don't that dong darling, I can suffer. Smile dong."

"Yes, you're really getting smarter!" Shasa is flabbergasted by the man's style of talking to her, as if he were her boyfriend.

"Why? Like?"

"Ih, no!" Shasa's face was red again.

"Long ...," seduced by Abra.

"Huh, ah! I'm going shopping, here. Don't be seduced continue dong ah!"

"Yes, yes." Abra starts to get serious, but Shasa starts to blush. No doubt, Abra's words catapulted his imagination.

After shopping, they went to Abra's apartment.

Shasa cooks while Abra cleans the house. "Say I clean the house?"

"Oh, I'm a good husband, will help his wife clean the house."

"What are you cooking, honey?"

"Fried chicken flour."

Abra approaching. "Kok you never call me 'Darling' anyway?"

"Eh?" The girl was confused by Abra's sudden question. "Eh, it feels weird ...."

"Can't do it dong. The husband and wife should both love and express each other."

Protesting so, Shasa confused to answer because he never did that even to Bima.

Abra grabbed the girl's hand. "Start dong you call me darling, because maybe it will be in the scenario."

"Eh, the hell time?"

"Yes, so you have to get used to calling me 'Dear'."

"Did I have to talk in the ad?" Shasa who was wrapping the chicken with flour, was surprised.

"Depends on scenario. Some people use dialogue, some do not. The screenplay and scene are again made."

"But I've never talked in an ad."

"Don't be afraid. There I am, darling. Uh, how did your apron strap come off." Abra noticed Shasa's apron advancing forward. Abra swiftly moved behind the girl and tied the rope of the detached apron. "Other times if you tie the right rope, huh?"

"Yes," Shasa replied awkwardly. A little uncomfortable the man was behind her.

"Kok still haven't called 'Darling' Darling?" Abra moved her head to the side glancing at Shasa.

"Sa-yang," the girl replied with a strange feeling.

"Exercise continue dong! Try again." Abra moved beside the girl.

"Dear." The girl glanced at Abra awkwardly. Her face flushed.

"Again." Abra smiled happily.

"Dear."

"good. I guess that's calling me now. Wear 'Darling', baby huh?"

Shasa nodded with still blushing. He tried to continue his work of wrapping chicken with flour so that Abra did not pay attention to his attitude that began to misbehave. Abra just smiled knot.

Dinner, they only ate fried chicken flour made by Shasa, but the man was already quite happy. "Tomorrow to make 2 menus? Put on some vegetables."

"I'm not good at cooking. Don't know."

"Can search the internet. Or tomorrow I'll cook lunch. We search the internet and practice together. We're learning together."

"Then I can't go to dong's job" Shasa protested.

"Well, didn't you think so before? When we want to shoot, you come with me for days."

"But that's because they advertise using my office services. If not now."

"But I think the process should be the same. Try your permission first with Pak Bima."

While Shasa called Bima, Abra again plucked the fried chicken in front of him. The man was engrossed in eating the fried chicken while listening to Shasa call his girlfriend.

"So can?"

"For the sake of success of the advertisement, right? Just do it."

"Thank you, brother." Shasa hung up.

"Don't you?" guess Abra.

"But I don't work tomorrow? You don't work either?"

"Oh, I'm free. I haven't been on vacation for a long time."

"But 2 months ago I went to the hospital?"

"But I don't enjoy it. This time I want to take a break focusing on this ad." Abra leaned his body forward. "Focus on you."

Successfully, the last sentence made Shasa's heart beat fast. His cheeks were flushed and he was misbehaving. "What the hell!" He tried to do something, but he didn't know what.

Abra smiled as she managed to tease him.

"Eh, but if I cook for lunch, what time do I come? We're shopping first?"

"Oh, yes? Let's look at the various food menus first on the internet so tomorrow stay cooking." Abra saw his HP. "How about tomorrow mmmh .. You come early in the morning? All cooked for breakfast." The man then raised his head for a while then refocused on his HP back.

"Mmh?" This the hell I'm really a housewife by name. Shasa looked at Abra. The man looked seriously at his HP until he was unaware Shasa was looking at him.

For some reason, their meeting back in an advertisement made the girl then be honest with herself that there were longing flowers that she kept neatly in her heart. Tucked away for forbidden and now out of hiding and dancing freely in plain sight.

He longed for the man silently and it was hidden in the bottom of his deepest heart so as not to cause trouble, but still it was not the human who made it. He can come to anyone who is in love, and can't run from it. Love, why are you so complicated? Bad boys who can't be arranged.

"Mmh?" Abra felt Shasa speechless as he raised his head. "Have a menu for tomorrow?"

"Eh, not yet." Shasa started to open his HP. He glanced at the man who was refocusing on the HP in his hand.

He doubted his heart. Again. Could it be that this time he defected?

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Rika woke up from her sleep. He was surprised to see Damar standing looking at him. "What the hell is it?" He sat down and rubbed his eyes.

The man sat on the edge of the bed. "Gue denger you're pregnant?" He mocked his sister.

"Suck!" Rika hits Damar's arm.

The man chuckled. "Today I saw you conquer your fate!"

Rika looked at the man sharply behind her already teary eyes.

Damar stopped from laughing and looked back at his sister. Suddenly he hugged Rika's body tightly. The girl was surprised.

"You think I'm a bad brother, don't you? In reality, you're a bad brother."

Rika's moved. He was crying in Damar's arms.