Love Poems Cinderella Mask
Fretted

Rika and Abra end up eating at a Fast Food restaurant, Hotdog Ekspress. They were sitting in one corner of a crowded restaurant room while enjoying their meal, supposedly.

"Mmh, that's fine." Rika had no other choice and she was starving. He chewed his food with a strange face that was not known.

"Lumayan, why is your face like that?" Abra ate his food leisurely, unlike the girl who tried to feel what she was eating. It is like being afraid of eating wrong and vomiting. His eyebrows to the point of soaring high may be due to horror at the stomach repulsion.

Slowly the girl began to be able to swallow her food because it began to make peace with the taste or maybe her stomach no longer compromises holding hunger. "Yes .. ok."

Abra almost laughed. The girl raised her standards too high while her quality was not necessarily. A portrait of today's teenager who is too tall to dream, while Shasa looks like a portrait of a realistic girl. The veiled girl tried to blend in with her around as she started working.

They are both inversely proportional in nature. Abra soon finds out while trying to get to know the two of them up close. "Don't linger over it because I have to work again."

Ih, that's so. It's me, that's it! Beautiful girl who attracted a lot of guys. When I'm with you, be patient. Girl, where can I eat in a hurry? Can pegel my teeth if I have to chew like a hungry lion, Rika looked at Abra annoyed.

"What's wrong?" Abra deliberately pretended to be insensitive. He tried to finish eating his Hotdog and wiped his mouth with a tissue. He sipped from a straw, his milkshake in a medium-sized plastic glass.

"Mmh, no. I'm ...." Rika was silent for a moment. He lowered. "So I strayed, brother, but eventually also to the tv station. Brother could not anterin me go home, because I do not know the way," he asked.

"Now?" Abra was already thinking there the direction of the conversation because the tv station is big and famous and it is impossible Rika did not find the place let alone he took a taxi to the tv station. But this is what he was waiting for when Rika invited him to eat together. Perhaps when he drove the girl he could know where Shasa lived.

"Eh, yes if you can. Big brother has a company, so ditching a few hours is fine," Rika starts persuading the man.

Oh, so the theory. "All right, this time I'll say." With a slightly regretful face that made Abra agree.

"Sorry, sister" Rika touched the man's hand.

"Yes, no papa."

Rika doesn't finish her meal, but she's quite happy that the man wants to take her home. Abra just escorted her to the front of the fence of the girl's house.

"Not going in?"

"I'm sorry, I've done a lot of work. I can't stay long. So you live here?" Abra watched the luxurious mansion in front of him. Mmh .. deserved. The food is not cheap.

"Yes Brother. Play here sometime yes," invite Rika friendly. He tried to give his best smile.

"Where does your cousin live? Deket here too?"

Rika's facial complexion instantly turned to a lame. "Well, looking for the orphan? He's hitchhiking in my house!"

Abra's surprised. An orphan? But even more surprising is Rika's reaction when asked about her cousin. That long ago he was talking about his cousin?

"Oh, sorry ...." Abra didn't know what to react because she was so surprised.

"I'm talking gini because he's not Brother's level. Rather than looking for him but Brother is disappointed, better than now-Sister knows who he is. He's my match with my ex-boyfriend brother."

A mate? Then I can go after him dong? Are they already made up? That was all that came to Abra's head back then. "Eh, excuse me."

"Yes Brother."

Rika was unsuspecting as Abra rushed away.

Shasa, you've always been lucky. I don't want Abra chasing you either, which is why I'm telling you who you really are. Hmm! You can't be luckier than me, anyway. Until anytime! Rika sees Abra's departure with her car by tightening the molars.

Abra stopped his car on the road and pulled over. He was still holding the steering wheel before slowly lowering his hand. His sight is still muddling.

But then he tightened the molars. He punched the car again hard. Upset, his heart swayed erratically.

Then he gave up by folding his hands over the steering wheel of the car and drowning his head there. But it was only for a moment. He raised his head.

Why am I so stupid because of love? They must have been dating, right? So, what am I looking for now? Waiting for them to break up? Stupid ... What if they get to the sewers? Abra gave a long and heavy sigh. He dropped his back on the back of the car.

Love is amazing. You just knew him but afraid of losing him, he sneered at himself. You can turn my world upside down, Shasa.

The man exhaled a rough breath and ruffled his bangs. He leaned a little elbow on the edge of the car glass beside him while pinching his lips.

Shasa, what should I do? The reason I stayed is you. If I don't get you, what should I do?

He still remembers how Shasa refused him when he invited him to lunch together. Means ... They're already dating right? Only the silent answer.

Old Abra was silent in the car, but then he moved forward.

I know this is of no benefit to me, waiting for you, but I chose the uncertain. I know this may be in vain or even just hurt me but I want to wait for you.

Maybe, actually I just wanted to wait until my heart was ready to let you go but right now, I just want to see you. May it? These eyes are not far from you.

Abra started the engine of his car. Before long, the car left the place.

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The door was knocked and Abra's head appeared. "Sister."

"Yes, come in." Kevin who was watching the files in front of him immediately turned his eyes away. He looked straight at his sister who came to him.

"What's up, brother?"

"Where are the preparations for the Gania concert, how many percent?"

"It's 80 percent, brother. Just make a new stage and again made the same concept of children." Abra calls 'children' to his employees. "The artist himself does not matter the stage as long as it is comfortable to move."

"Yes, I've, go on. Keep watching, because the artist wants a concert on tv because of you, so do not disappoint him because the artist is notoriously difficult to compromise."

"Yes Brother."

Abra nodded.

"I wonder if you have found a new program to replace entertainment events from Japan, because the play period is up. We could have replayed it but it would have let the audience down."

"That's not Prime Time(the prime time) so if it's made a repeat, it doesn't matter. If it can be replayed broadcasts from other airtime better still so the effect is not monotonous."

"You yourself are developing (developing) what program?"

"I have one program about tourism, travel with one airline and is looking for a presenter, but I do not know what the focus is. What's the inn, food or tourism."

"Mmh, maybe too. Especially?"

Abra glanced at her brother in annoyance. Is it easy to create an event program? He just approved or not the program I offered and then poured funds. That'sallthatis. After that, if there is an inauguration or opening of the inauguration I take care of it too. He just sits sweetly while enjoying the show but why does he keep pushing me with so much work? Help love the idea of cake, not too, Abra satin.

"Don't Kevin have any ideas?"

"That's not my job" the stiff man replied indifferently.

"Yes, at least it helps to give an idea so that our program has many good choices. Let me 'fuck' in the field."

"Lho, it's actually your Creative Team's job so you just ask them, why are you the one who is difficult?" the ice-faced man replied, not wanting to know.

Well, do not know how difficult it is to find the idea of impressions. The creative team is not always reliable. How then? Should anyone intervene too? "Yes Brother."

"Yes, let me know if there are any other developments."

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The door was opened by a maid. Damar and his father went into the house. Damar works in the family company with his father.

"Oh, Rica. You're home yet?" Papa Rika sees her daughter eating alone at the dinner table. "Which mom?"

"Still on campus, teach."

Mama Rika is a lecturer at one of the private campuses.

"Shasa?"

Rika looked over lazily. "Not yet to go home."

"Mk."

"Why don't you ask me?" rika was upset.

Damar almost laughed.

"What, laughing at my suffering?" The girl stared intently at her sister.

"Ih, that. The taunya nyolot," said Damar casually.

"Eh, that. It's a fight. Why hasn't Shasa come home yet, is it already night." Papa Rika was still thinking about her ponytail.

"Where do I know. Play the same time as his friend," said Rika cynical.

"Mk."

"Ih, how not to be nanyain akuuu," whined the girl.

This time Damar really laughed.

"Eh, yes. You how? Accepted?"

"Yes dong. I start working tomorrow at the tv station" replied the girl happily.

"Well, great father's son," Papa Rika rubbed the head of her son.

'Then you have to believe, your son can, not break it. The proof I received even though I only had a high school diploma," replied the girl fiercely.

"Sorry, I was wrong."

"Most because there is a cement there he entered the back lane," said Damar.

"Honey alone, I took the test you know, not like elo can only ngintilin bokap," said Rika spicy.

Damar kicked the table hard.

"Emang elo can't do anything if Papa doesn't help," Rika increasingly sneered at her brother.

Damar's eye beads glared sharply at his sister. Wanted it to feel like he was suffocating because of his presumptuous mouth if only he did not remember it was his sister's venomous mouth.

"Udah, no. Why fight this trivial problem anyway. Okay, better! We're family?"

"Relieve it!" rika and Damar said together. They put their faces in the other direction.

Before long the sound of the gate opening and entering a sedan car into the yard made the three curious. Of course because the main door is wide open and they recognize whose car is coming. Shasa and Bima got out of that car.

"Eh, sir sorry to be late. There was a client who suddenly came so we had to meet first," said Bima explained the delay.

Papa Rika looked at Shasa and Bima alternately. Why was Shasa being driven home by him? "You guys dating?"