MAGIC PRINCESS
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the night before, Della herself was pacing back and forth in the room.

"what should I do," he murmured. "i can't keep quiet, "he slightly ruffled his hair. afterwards he took a jacket, and then he poured his hair into one.

"where are the nights like this?" asked Mom Fi, who saw her son rushing out.

"The office, ma. there are files that are left behind" he said while wearing footwear entitled to five cm.

"why not just ask Fery, or something else?," suggested Mon fi.

"no ma, they're busy tonight,"

"Mama accompany ya, cook maki out yourself," pinta mom fi who was a little worried.

"no need ma, mama rest, Della not long. Della left first well," while kissing mom fi's cheek.

"be careful, if there's any phone mama,"

Della just nodded, then he got out with his car.

della's car ran from the yard, with the speed of the car was splitting the streets are quite crowded. Right at the red light the car stopped and a call came in.

"hello fer, what's up?" said Della picking up the phone.

"it's a matter of the dress to be used for an upcoming talk show,"

"what's the matter?, with that?," Della looked at the red light that had changed to yellow and prepared to drive forward.

"i can't explain it on the phone, it's complicated" he said.

"you can explain later" he said, turning off the phone unilaterally and focusing on driving his vehicle.

An hour and a half later he arrived at the office.he got out of the car, do not forget when he was wearing a mask and just wearing a casual shirt with a jacket. some people are still in the office preparing for the upcoming event, they greet Della while on a side-by-side.

Della went up to the second floor, and entered the room. "Miss, you're finally here, too" said Fery.

"what is it?" asked Della directly to his core.he took the documents in the drawer.

Fery approached with some documents and explained them to Della.

Geck. Geck. Tok

"excuse me, Miss, miss,. Sir can I come in ?,"

their discussion came to a halt when someone knocked on the office door.

"come in" said Fery after an order from Della.

an employee went in "sorry lady, there's someone who's insistent on wanting to see you," she reported. "and now security is holding the person back, '" she explained.

"who is he" asked Della briefly.

"His name is Zhenita, Miss," she replied, leaving Della silent for a moment. Zhenita?, is he that person?, but what's he here. ah I became curious about him. "let him in," he said Tampa expression, saying,

"well miss," the employee then rushed away.

"you finish this one, I want them to agree to the terms and there's no bargaining, if they're still evasive then just look for the others" explained Della and taken in by Fery.

Della regenerates her muscles then she heads to the fitment room and dress her appearance. Cook a Della wants to meet guests in casual clothes. let alone this guest is a little different.

after a few minutes she had finished changing clothes and gave thin makeup on her face. Immediately he headed for the special living room that had been prepared.

In front of the door was an aide who opened the door. Della entered and the first thing she saw was the figure of a young woman, her face beautiful, her nose pointed, her eyelashes thick with pair eyelashes, her make-up looks a little thick. she sat down and looked at the catalogue and muttered, "is this not the dress design catalog of the SS company, it seems like she spent a lot of money to get this"

the woman's attention is distracted by Della's arrival. "are you the one named Della, a Designer here?," she asked immediately upon seeing Della.

"Right," Della replied, then Della glanced beside a waiter as she prepared tea on the table.

Della sat down, "sit down if you want to talk to me" she said, then drank some warm tea at the table.

Zhenita snorted, then clasped her hands "well, there's no need. I just want to warn you, stay away from Ade because he's mine," she said, suppressing her words. "you know tomorrow is not our wedding day, so don't mess around!, people like you don't deserve to set foot in a famous family,. Just a little dress designer like you, huh. What dream are you?!, want to be Cinderella?!," he said while looking down.

Della stroked her breath. "have you finished talking?," Della stood up. "i don't give a damn what you're saying,"

"don't avoid!, just admit the cheap woman!, you are no different from ja*ng-ja**ng others!," he said raising his tone.

Della sneered at her temple. "you're so noisy." Della pulled out her phone, then pressed the call "Fery, bring the documents," she said briefly.

"Miss, I don't know you and I don't understand what you mean come Tampa excuse me and get angry. You know my time is wasted because of you" said Della.

"You're dodging!, you woman don't know yourself, you have a thick face!," said Zhenita, whose hand began to clench.

Della looked at the woman in front of her and glanced at the bodgrad "take her out" as the bodygrat forced Zhenita out.

"Let go!, how presumptuous of you to throw me out!," Zhenita revolted "watch you!, you will regret it !."

Della stared at what was happening.

this is what I don't want. A sense that comes in time, a sense that makes the human heart lulled, a sense that requires a heavy decision, a sense that must bear circumstances and destiny.

"Miss," Della wakes up as Fery calls her.

"yes," Fery handed over the requested file, and Della checked it out.

"Miss, that woman," Fery stopped

"you know her?" asked Della back with a quick glance.

"contact the fashion section, Tomorrow I myself will take care of the wedding dress at the place of the woman," he said and left.

"yes. uh what?!," replied Fery in shock. "Miss, are you sure?" asked Fery as he followed Della.

Della turned her back and only gestured with her index finger in her mouth and Fery was silent.

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Della drove her car to split the night road, she drove the car opposite the direction home.just far enough until she stopped at an artificial lake, the scenery there looks beautiful with lights adorning the surroundings. Tonight is quite crowded, the restaurant and cafe next door look quite full.

Della got out of her car and chose to enter the restaurant directly facing the lake ah more precisely where to eat but smaller. He chose a place that looks quieter, Susana peddling special food and affordable prices.

"super spicy seblak 1, add a super spicy chicken claw one serving, avocado juice yes one, and also spicy french fries one serving," said Della.

"well awaited, yes,"

"yes" Della replied briefly.

the phone rang, della saw the incoming call, "mom," he said.

"Hallo ma," he answered picking up the phone.

"you're okay, son?, why haven't you come home yet?, it's ten in the evening, you're still in the office right?" asked mom Fi worried.

"i'm fine, ma, oh yes ma, tonight I go home to the apartment because it's too late so it's closer if I go back to the apartment again tomorrow there will be important work" explained Della as she waited for dishes to come.

"alright, be careful, don't forget dinner, just don't eat spicy first, and don't forget the medicine is taken,"

"i don't forget the medicine," she replied with a clumsy smile. "yes yes ma, Della closed first, Miss you mom, Bey Bey," Della ended her call.

he took a deep breath and exhaled. "excuse me mbak, here's the order" said the passenger, placing the order on the table.

"okay, thank you" replied Della and sparkled with the food on the table.

"ah eatinnan spicy, I miss you, seblak spicy peppercut, spicy french fries, you guys are very suitable to be my friends tonight, ayok accompany me," he murmured and then ate seblak in the bowl.

"emt,. delicious," he murmured.

Della was engrossed in eating her food from the moment she didn't realize someone was watching her back earlier, that person approached.

"Ella, man,"

the call made Della stop eating her spicy claw and she turned to the source of the voice.

Gleg. he swallowed the bone of the claw finger and choked. ukhurk ! Ukhuk ! his eyes were watery and immediately he drank the juice next to it to the toilet!. You know how to choke on spicy food ? pain in the throat and nose !.

The man was startled and patted Della's shoulder gently, "eat her eat it carefully" she said.

Della takes her breath and then.

Buk !

"aghre !" Della nudged loudly at the man. "why did you hit me huh?!," said the man.

"ZHEN!, DAMN...!" cursed Della, and some people there noticed them.

"You know I almost choked on a chicken bone because of you!," said Della again hit Zhen. "you want me to die again huh?, you're evil, evil. Wicked !," while hitting carelessly.

"La, Ella, uh, stop, I'm sorry Ella, I didn't mean it, please stop!, I'm sorry, geez,." said Zhen, who was targeted by Della, who hit her more and more.

some people noticed them and some were recording and whispering.

"it's like his girlfriend was beaten,"

"yes, really later if the mas is sick it can get confused again."

some people tried to advise Della to be quiet and look around and it turned out that she had become a spectacle of people there.Della suddenly snorted and immediately sat down and hid her face. Honestly, this time he realized and was very embarrassed to want it to feel like he stuck in the pool so as not to meet people ! ah !maybe if anyone had a sack could help Della hide.

the people had already dispersed and Zhen was sitting in front of Della.

Della still has her head on the table. Shame still surrounds him. Zhen stifled laughing at Della who was like that.

"you have shame too apparently," he said, holding back a laugh.

"Be quiet, it's all because of you" said Della in hiding her face.

"still ashamed of it ?,"

"Shut up, motherfucker!," grumbled Della eager to throw Zhen's face with a chili.

"okay I kept quiet,." replied Zhen, "you Why Hem?," asked Zhen later.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear your voice!, Shut up, "he replied, still hiding his face.

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