Mr. Perfect & Miss Careless
Tamu

"Eh, Ira just called me baby, right?" Arvin murmuring. He tried to recall his conversation with the future wife a few seconds ago. The corner of Arvin's lips was pulled upwards in light of the affectionate call Ira had just spoken. This is the first time the future wife calls him affection.

Arvin called his girlfriend's number. Unfortunately, this time the call was not answered.

"Where is he? Just hung up the phone why not pick up now?" Arvin stared at the screen in his hand.

"Here you go, maybe he's found something that can drive away his boredom." Arvin decided to refocus on his work.

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After concluding his conversation with Arvin, Ira went straight down to the first floor when his house employee told him that there were some reporters who had come to do the interview. Especially at that time there was no other family member besides him who was at home.

"I'm sorry for the interview about what?" Ira asked the reporters in front of her.

"We just want to confirm about the articles that are spread in cyberspace regarding your future husband," replied one of them.

"Article? What article?" Ira was confused.

"The article is about your future husband Mr. Arvin with his ex-girlfriend, Nadin," replied one of the news seekers.

"Ouh, that long-overdue article? What do you want to ask about this article?"

"We just want to ask for your opinion on the truth of the article" replied the news seeker.

"I'm sorry, not that I won't answer. But all the news written in the article is not true. So, what do I respond to," said Ira.

"It seems you trust your future husband Miss Qilla very much. What if what is written in the article is all true? Are you still going to continue your wedding plans with Mr. Arvin?" ask one of the reporters in front of Ira.

"What do you mean? I've said that the article is not true, all the contents are hoaxes and we can sue the author who has submitted the article to the police. Moreover, the article was dirillis without confirmation and approval by the parties concerned." Ira who usually looks stupid and indifferent, this time being a little brave. "I'm sorry, I don't have time to do things that I don't think are important. Excuse me."

"But, Miss Sebastian, I have a videotape of the night of the incident in the article."

Ira who was about to step her feet towards the stairs, stopped immediately. He turned back around while furrowing his brows.

"Yes, Miss," replied one of them.

"Can I see that video?" ask Ira.

People who claim to be news seekers look at each other. One of them then stepped forward and stood right in front of Ira. "Please see, Miss!" tell him while showing the video to Ira.

Ira's eyes were round, her hands were shaking in shock. "Who are you guys? I bet you're not journalists?" ask Ira.

"You don't need to know who we are. We were just told to take you to leave this house. If you fight back, then you will know the consequences," replied one of them with a grin.

"All right, I'll come with you" Ira replied.

"I'm sorry, but you're forbidden to bring your phone!" one of them warned me.

Ira put her cell phone on the table. He then followed the people who came to his house.

"Non, Willa. Where are you going?" ask a waiter who came with a drink and a small meal in hand.

"I have a little business, Bi is with them."

"But, Non, Mr and Mrs said you must not leave the house until you are married" replied the maid again.

"Bi, pliss. I'm just gonna go for a second. Aunty doesn't have to say mommy and daddy. Aunty don't worry, I'll be right back" Ira said.

"But, Non.... "

Ira did not listen to the words of her maid. He then went with the people who claimed to be journalists.

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Nb: Gaes, I'll be up again tomorrow. Thank ye.