Love Poems Cinderella Mask
Lunch

Every now and then Bima glanced at Shasa who was silent not talking. This girl is completely different from Rika. Rika is beautiful but dizzying, while this cousin, she is quiet and does not talk much. Even the obedient type. I didn't pay much attention to her until Rika told me to date her. Sometimes his behavior is funny and his smile is very sweet.

I never paid attention to women other than Rika, actually, but ever since Rika set me up with this girl, I see she's not too bad. Besides my age continues to crawl up and my parents in Jogja also continue to ask about the couple. Why not try it with Shasa, but his face is not bad either. She's a nice, gentle girl.

Another with Shasa who was silent. He was thinking about Abra. Why did I meet him again? Didn't Rika intend to chase after him, but where was she? Uh, that's working hours, why is Abra there? Did he make a deal to meet someone again? Mmh, the more handsome he is .... Shasa smiled happily.

"Why are you smiling to yourself?"

Bima's question made him aware. "Oh, uh, that. It's good to have a quick job" replied the girl in a panic.

"Oh."

Just barely. I was thinking of another guy. Uh! But I'm actually confused by this relationship. Is this real? Do you like Rika's sister? Shasa glanced at the man beside her.

"What's wrong?" Bima realized it.

"Sister, about this courtship ...."

"I want to try it," cut Bima fast. He did not want to make Shasa doubt him.

"But Brother, everything that starts with coercion will not be a good result."

Bima glanced at him while smiling. "I didn't expect with your young age that you sounded so wise."

Shasa's face flushed red hearing Bima's praise.

"I'm serious Shasa, I've never been serious. Love is not a game I know, so I really want to try it. Let you see my sincerity in you. What ... You don't like me?"

Asked so, Shasa could not answer him because his face was red again.

Bima guessed it. "You like me too, don't you?"

The girl did not dare to look at the man and just looked straight ahead.

"In that case, why don't we both try, won't you refuse me right?"

The girl was still silent.

"If we don't match each other, I won't force you. We could break up. Like I'm with Rika."

The girl looked. The man seemed to mean it with his words. For some reason, even though the man tried to convince her, she felt that there was still something stuck in her heart. Don't know what.

Cars slow down when entering a hotel. The car started looking for a place to park.

"Eh, Brother. Why are we here?" Shasa looked panicked.

"We're meeting clients over lunch."

"What?"

Bima glanced at the girl, she laughed. "Shasa, you don't think I'm gonna do anything to you, do you?"

The girl is still gawking.

"I'm not lying." The man is still laughing.

The car is parked on the ground floor and they take the elevator to the top floor. Because it was just the two of them, Bima approached Shasa. The girl panicked a little and retreated until her back touched the wall, but the man came to her anyway.

"Don't you like me since I was with Rika?" guess Bima while putting her hand next to Shasa's face.

The girl was shocked with her perfectly rounded bead of eyes as her body was locked with Bima's sight and hands. With a reddened face, Shasa briefly gulped before he hurriedly dropped his gaze down avoiding the man's gaze in embarrassment.

"Good! The perfect start. I like that." Suddenly the man turned to lean against the elevator wall beside Shasa and clasped the girl's hand.

The girl was surprised but relieved. Bima is not what he feared. The man glanced at the girl beside him with a smile on the foreskin.

Elevator door opens. They both came out and the girl followed Bima. While arranging her heart, the girl rushed to tail the man. Bima also did not forget to pay attention to Shasa while walking. He waited for her when she couldn't follow him.

The atmosphere of the hotel started to get crowded and they had reached the restaurant. Their clients are waiting for them there.

Shasa accompanied Bima to meet clients and talk. It was only the first time he had seen for himself how people talk business over lunch.

As he recalled, Papa and Mama also talked about doing business while eating lunch and now he can see the real form. Both of Shasa's parents work in different places. His father has a company while his mother has a career in a well-known company with a high position as well. His father happened to accompany his mother to Japan. Honey, on their return, their car crashes and they are pronounced dead on the spot.

"Come, Shasa," Bima rebuked Shasa who did not touch her food.

The girl subconsciously almost dropped her tears otherwise she immediately caressed. Bima.

"Why you?"

"No papa."

"Guil ...." Bima turned her chair around looking at the girl. Shasa was embarrassed because their clients were also paying attention to them.

"Father brother, uh sir."

"Sorry yes, we need a moment" Bima asked his client. "This is my girlfriend. He's learning business."

"Eh, that's okay," The client, consisting of one man and one woman, said. They also salute Bima who is so attentive to Shasa.

"Aren't you papa?" whispered Bima softly to the girl.

"Sorry sir, I just suddenly thought of my parents who were gone. Sorry," said the girl slowly.

"Mk." Bima was still staring at Shasa. "Would you go home or something?"

"No papa, keep going. I don't papa," Shasa felt more guilty.

"But it's been a while, are you sure?" ask the gentleman.

"Yes, I'm glad you, uh sir, can learn." Shasa started to smile.

"Tell?" Bima tried to make sure.

"Yes." Shasa nodded.

Shasa tidied the chair docked at the table. He tried to make the man believe he was okay. Only a trajectory of the past made him shake his world slightly, the rest he was a strong person. He will prove it to Bima.

Business talks over lunch are back.

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"Sister!"

Abra. Rika has returned to her office. "Have you finished your interview?"

"It's my sister, and I'm welcome." Rika jumped happily while approaching the man.

"H, this is the office. You should call me sir!"

Rika almost hugged the man and finally broke down. There's the office and he can't be careless.

"Kook ... Father, have you returned sir? Have you had lunch?" Rika had a little trouble calling Abra 'Sir' because the young man still looked young.

"Yet. I have something to check before lunch. Why?"

"Ah, just right. I haven't had lunch either. How about we have lunch together?"

The officers and Secretary Abra who were there turned to the girl. With ease he invited the CEO of the tv station was lunch, even though many had a crush on Abra there but because his position was high enough, because of his position, no one dared to tease her because other than fear of being rejected they were also afraid of being fired.

Abra thought for a moment. Maybe if I knew his house ... "I'm going around for a minute. If you want to wait for me here ...."

"Oh, yes. I'm waiting for Sis, uh sir," cut Rika fast. He has a chance and he will not let go.

"Ok, wait here huh?"

Rika sat back in her chair. Abra comes to his Secretary who is upset to see Rika's familiar attitude.

Pretty looking. huh!

"There are files I need to sign?"

"Ah, there's no sir."

"Nobody's looking for me, right?"

"There was sir, the same news section as the sponsor. Sponsor in the usual place sir."

"Ok, I'm going there." Abra immediately came out while glancing at Rika and a smile on the foreskin.

It had been half an hour Rika waited even until one hour but Abra had not returned yet. This makes Rika nervous because it is past mealtime and she is hungry. Then 20 minutes passed.

"Oh, sorry. Old huh?" Abra's head emerged from behind the door.

"Oh, no," Rika tried to smile even though her heart was irked beyond measure. Guys, gini is so. Not sensitive! Fortunately handsome and tajir, if not uh .. boro-boro, strangled Rika's heart. "Are you eating at this hour a lot?"

"Yes .. The name is work. I like to forget to focus."

"Don't that uh, sir. It'll hurt."

Abra laughed softly. "Yes." Yeah." The man looked at the girl for a moment. "You shouldn't have waited for me, yes, now you're starving."

"Eh, no papa. I'm just hungry now. Really!" The girl made the letter 'V' with her finger.

"Oh, yeah. Come on!"

The girl casually hugged Abra's arm, trying to envy the employees there with their familiarity as she realized they were beginning to dislike her existence.

"Eh, what is this?" Abra pointed at the girl's hand that was already coiled around her arm.

It turns out that what he did instead reaped strange views on the surroundings and also the Abra protest.

Rika took off the man's arm with a embarrassed face. "Sorry."

"Ok, I'm sorry this time."

Abra's words also did not save the girl from embarrassment. Ih, not sensitive! So mean! Look out if you already love me, I make you cry blood for days not dapetin me, Rika's mind is upset.

"Come, we're going to the parking lot."

In the car Rika's stomach rang. Ih, rest! Sound again. He touched his stomach.

Abra almost laughed. "Well, are you hungry already? Sorry."

Rika gave her sweetest smile, albeit heavy.

"Where do you want to eat?"

"I like Italian restaurants, La Luna or Japanese restaurants, Cha Seven."

Mmh, a fancy restaurant customer apparently. "But both restaurants are far from here. Is your stomach waiting to get there? Besides that place is also in a jammed area, an hour it doesn't feel necessarily up."

Rika looks disappointed. "So where do we eat?"

"The area is also jammed here, you see for yourself." Abra pointed at the cars and motorbikes and piled up in front of them when their car could get out of the fence of the building. Solid even though the car can still drive slowly.

"Then?"

"If deket here there is the same warteg .. oh, Hotdog Express."

Rika's face looks disgusted, because the girl never ate in the warteg and she felt that eating there was very dirty and only poor people who ate there. "Hotdog Express only." It was a very difficult choice because he had never eaten there.

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Author As Cempreng wrote a slightly challenging theme with a love story wrapped in human trafficking problems. A czechidot!