Love Poems Cinderella Mask
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"Bang, it's already Bang. Let me talk to him both." Shasa pushed Raven away.

"He dared to say misunderstand again? He was clearly caught off guard, still angry. What kind of man are you?!!" Raven tried to hold on to talk while raising her hand in anger knowing the betrayal of Bima.

Of course, cold sweat poured out of Bima's forehead when she heard Raven say she was lying because she honestly felt Raven was right. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He bowed. "To be honest I .. ah, it feels like just looking for an excuse" he murmured. He looked at Shasa. "I'm .. wrong?" He tried to smile.

"Become Brother." Shasa was silent for a moment. "Not completely wrong."

"Damaz!" raven shouted even more inflamed because the girl was like defending the man.

The girl's hand coded for Raven to listen to her. "I like other people too."

Bima surprised.

"The bottom line is, from the beginning we were both never honest with our feelings. We go through this relationship half-heartedly until we both end up hurting. It feels like enough of this relationship is enough for me because from today on I want to live honestly with my own feelings. I don't want to be burdened by guilt anymore."

"Is it because you can't forgive my mistakes?"

"Curtain!" ledek Raven's.

"Try Brother back to Sister Rica. Repair your relationship. Maybe from there I'll find the answer."

Bima back emotions. "I can't go back to making up with Rika, Shasa! She ...."

But then cut by Shasa's talk. "From the way Big Brother spoke, it can confirm there is a problem between Kak Bima and Kak Rika. Please try to fix it. If you still want to go back, I'll try to listen."

"Damaz! Don't be so nice to him!" raven shouted again in blood.

"That's to prove Kak Bima's right."

Bima just kept silent.

"Sister, we've agreed, if we don't match we can break up. Aye right? Please release me."

Bima touched Shasa's arm. "Did the guy you like like like like you too?"

Shasa shook his head. "I don't know."

"Sha, you're the best I've ever had in my life, how could I let you go?"

Shasa handed him the ring box along with his Resignation Letter. "From today on, I resign from your office." The girl's tears returned. With a heavy heart, Bima received both. When he wants to try to wipe away the girl's tears, Raven gets in the way by pulling Shasa to the back of her body.

That pissed Bima off. "Who the hell are you, just interrupt it from earlier," he lamented.

"I've been considered Big Brother by Shasa," The young man proclaimed himself.

Bima was not able to touch the girl. What else Raven threw him away with a hand gesture and wave. Inevitably he had to leave the place without having time to say goodbye to Shasa. He immediately got into his car and left the boarding house.

Raven immediately turned around and looked at the girl. Shasa was wiping away the remains of her tears.

"Aren't you papa?"

"Yes, I'm not papa." The girl tried to smile. "I'm relieved. It's done." He tried to laugh even though it was very thin by crying.

"Why did you give him a chance?"

Shasa smacked the chest of the youth field slowly while scowling.

"OK, okay. I'm not interfering."

Shasa believes it is difficult for Bima to make up again with Rika considering the nature of her cousin who judges and often behaves as she pleases, but that does not mean that Shasa promises her to return.

There is indeed something complicated between Bima and Rika that must be straightened out so that the misunderstanding is quickly resolved. The problem is, both are stubborn to sit together to solve their problems because they prefer to stand behind their own egos.

"Have you any hope, playing with her daughters?"

The girl's smile began to expand. "Yes, hopefully."

"Mk."

The sound of the phone ringing. HP Shasa, from Abra. "Hello."

"Tomorrow we're filming."

"OK."

"I'll pick you up?"

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Shasa locked the door of his room and then came to Abra's car. He then climbed in the front seat.

Abra immediately started the engine of his car. "You haven't been to Yang's office."

"Not yet but gave up the Resignation Letter yesterday."

"What's? Already?"

"Sister Bima came to my boarding house yesterday."

"Oh, so. If so, I can register you in my office now dong," said Abra happy. Now there is a great opportunity in sight. He won't waste it. "Where's your diploma?" He put his hand out.

"Tomorrow yes Brother ...."

"Dear." Abra.

"Dear."

"No, now it is. Where's cepet!" Abra still held out her hand.

"Ck!" Shasa folded his hands on his chest, pursed his mouth and furrowed his eyebrows.

"Come ... You must have run away, huh?" The man moved his fingers.

"Nope ...."

"Yes already. Where's?" Abra still charges him.

"Did!" shasa said annoyed. He's lazy to go to Abra's office because he must have met Kevin.

Abra leaned her body towards Shasa. "Come on, or I'll hug you, baby."

Shasa backwards. "Eh, yes, yes." He opened the door and immediately came down.

Abra smiled knot. A few minutes later, they were already in Abra's office and the man had already submitted Shasa's data and diploma to HRD. "This is processed immediately, right? The person for a while is still not able to enter because there is still a project with me. As soon as I got in, he got in, too."

"Good Sir."

"Ok" Abra then turns to Shasa who is waiting for him near the door. "Let's go."

The next place to go is the filming place. A fairly large studio in which there are several permanent buildings without roofs with various spatial decorations. This piece of building is placed separately as if part of a room in a house.

"Dear." Back Abra fix.

"Yes, honey." With a worried face.

The man's net was still fixed on the scenario he got. "No papa. Just work. You have no dialogue. Oh, we have a kid!" Abra pointed to his dialogue. "You'll cook for me and for our son." Abra smiled broadly.

"Yes, but how do you do it?" Shasa looked pouted.

"Lho, have you ever, why still doubt your own abilities anyway?"

"Not my field" the girl replied slightly.

"Was it work in advertising, your field?" ledek Abra's. The man managed to silence Shasa who was still pouting.

They were then dressed in a different room. When they went out of the room, they had been dressed in different styles. Shasa with a gentle motherly grooming was Abra with a young man who did not detract from her good looks. Both of them admire each other.

The director came along with a little girl with long hair. "It's called Carol, will be your kid in the ad later, huh? Please familiarize yourself. His parents are outside. He had been in food commercials a few times so he was used to it. I'll give you guys time to get to know each other for half an hour, okay?" The man also left.

"What's? Just half an hour? Where's possible?" Shasa widened his eyes.

"This aunt is new? Can't that be the time?" The little girl clasped her hands on her chest.

"Aunty? I am still young!" While pointing at himself, Shasa rounded his eyes.

"A ha ha ha ha." Abra laughed while clapping.

"What's so funny?" Shasa asked Abra.

"And we'll be his parents."

"Oh, yes."

The little girl rolled her eyes. "This Aunt ...." He shook his head.

"But your Indonesian is fluent?" tanya Abra praised.

"Yes that. If not, it is impossible for me to be hired for an advertisement in Indonesia," replied the girl in the style of an adult to make Abra smile to talk to her.

"You're how old he is? How old are you?"

Carol pouting. "I'm new in 4th grade SD Om. A little girl knows!" He scrunched his mouth more and more.

Shasa held back a laugh.

"Oh, yes sorry. What do you want to call us? Papa Mama, or Daddy Mommy?"

"Whatever!" The little girl poked her face to the side, sulking.

Abra and Shasa looked at each other. "Well, is it mom? Yuk, what are we playing now? The doll?" ask Abra again.

It turns out there provided some toys for the purpose of familiarizing themselves with children.

"Ih, little kid's toy."

Shasa laughed.

"Well, trus ... what toy?"

"Games is." The little girl took out her HP.

"Oh, here Papa wants to see." Abra pulled the little girl into his lap.

The little girl opened the game she was interested in.

"Oh, battle(fight) huh? You're a tomboy too."

A little later, the two drowned in the game. Shasa then brought them chips and they enjoyed it while playing games.

"It's over?" The director came in to check.

"InshaAllah sir" Abra said.

"Ok, we're starting. The first scene to be shot in order. Sister Shasa will serve food but Carol does not like it and Mr. Abra is also bored with the food. Ok?"

"Ok," said the three of them compactly.

"Ok, let's take (take a picture)."

All follow the Director to the stage that has been provided. There on the stage, there is a kitchen and dining room decoration. They were filming at the dining table where Abra and Carol were sitting there. The tray had been prepared containing several dishes of food and Shasa was just doing a scene to put it on the table. Carol easily acts fed up while pushing her plate while Abra acts lazy to look at food. The first scene escaped.

In the second scene, Shasa must dwell in the kitchen thinking about the food to be served. This was what made it difficult for Shasa, because she was acting alone. "Sister, how am I?"

"Dear." Abra was getting upset.

"Yes, Honey. How's it?" Shasa clasped his fingers.

"Darling, dear, dear ...," said the man many times because Shasa kept forgetting.

"Yes, Honey. Sorry."

Now Carol is chuckling.

"No, look, honey, our son is laughing. You never remember me as your husband."

Carol laughed again.

"Yes, sorry, dear." Shasa bowed.

"Try to remember what I taught you. I'll stand in front of you and help you act the way you're asked."

"But I've never been alone." The girl scowled spoiled.

"Ih, coward!" ledek Carol moved her mouth.

"Eh, have you ever acted alone?!!" Shasa now looked at Carol with her waist down. He was worried that little girl kept on teasing him.

"Lho, this is the first time I have a partner (against playing). I was always alone."

Carol's words made Shasa even more insecure. He returned to scowl.

"Udah, believe my talk must be smooth," Abra persuaded.

A beautiful girl sneaked into the studio. He was surprised to see Abra.

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